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be as vivid as a misstep animals are mapsto be understoodwithout seasons the years are markedby the insistence to hibernate in this respect, there are no windowsa body sees winter into itselfat the neck of the worldalmost head ready to hill jump — Jessica Buten is a poet from Bucks…
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Surgeon sleep, the waste land’s miles away the purity that’s miles’ anyway . thinking is the feeding forward of anguish motion of an apple in sunrise oh yeah detached from that these are the top ten tracks everyone’s will be different — from Granite Metal Buy it by DMing the poet —…
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— from Demon Hygiene–published by Waste Management (WM4) There are limited quantities still available–they can be purchased by DMing Alex Hampshire on Instagram — Christine is a poet and artist living in North Adams, MA. Her first full length collection of poems was published by PRROBLEM in 2025.
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— from The Little Review–vol. 2. Issue 2., 1971 (?) You can perhaps find another copy on the internet somewhere — Born in 1907 in Carnac in Brittany, Eugene Guillevic began writing poetry as a child at school, where he encountered Jean La Fontaine’s fables, learning many of them by heart (an…
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Is it bad when another person sleeps around your back? Temporarily,we are,too peopled to be had. I stretch out to make myself a big unraveling tourniquet! I stretch out to become the shadow of my shadow careened! Didn’t time sound sweet when the bee slept on the berry? It made…
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His shirt rode up the fruit of abstractionhallucinating gourd at the centrum or sweat in Vienna. And so it goes:water from the branch, crudest inquiries removing his pith a heated shudder,boys’ cologne, a spill of vodka, bardzo bardzo in what is temporal his eyesturn a little groove in the end…
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one time i saw this editor at an opening sounding like someone delivering a book report w/o having done the reading making no sense looking like chicken fat in a trash bag somehow melting somewhat motionless his wife feeding him parfait spoon starkist chicken nothing is sacred maybe listening —…
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Emerald Darner Nymph Speckled Lily Nymph pond & water voiced the Oded seed head * Pursuit of& after After &/ anynews from Overwatervoiced i [muddy, sweetly downcrown-shy-river-lighted: have you house&gardenyard? have you chalicecan? O i O i O i O rock hound backed & hounding after After Over stones ghost pipe Ought not we have our Over Painteds our Over Lovelys? hot wand the Yew Signsmay they…
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I get home from work tonight at 3am. Sit in my chair in the dark. Exhausted. There’s a small flash on the ceiling. At first I think it’s a random headlight from outside. But then I see it again. It’s a firefly hovering by the ceiling. It flashes once more.…
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to the problem of the epicbecause is a temporary solution, I am notcapable of analysisor rather too capable, of a painful oneso in opening my mind—I see Palestine firstand always there is a moon that hangslow, these tulip bulbs come head firstall will be picked, don’t worryI am not a…
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