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2010-05-07 12:05
(under Wild Iris collection, by Louise Glück, b. 1943 -)My greatest happinessis the sound your voice makescalling to me even in despair; my sorrowthat I cannot answer youin speech you a… Read More
2009-07-23 20:00
What it is never there if?never meaning of entry, a slight mentionbound at being unfound,imagine. Any possibility of such dread.The heart, looms within the mind its 'real'.What it claims to… Read More
2009-07-13 22:48
(under Vita Nova collection, by Louise Glück, b.1943 - )"... No sadness is greater than in misery to rehearse memories of joy..."Ask her if she regrets anything.I waspromised to anot… Read More
2009-07-13 22:03
(under Vita Nova collection, by Louise Glück, b. 1943 - )My soul dried up.Like a soul cast into fire, but not completely,not to annihilation. Parched,it continued. Brittle,not from so… Read More
2009-07-13 21:52
(under Tilt collection, by Jean Sprackland, b.1962 - )We are describedin the language of rain on a train window--not running down the glass, but lashed across it.Awkward text, hammered out… Read More
2009-06-29 19:57
'Nobody's fault but mine. Time is all I need to overcome myself. Be reconciled after which, with the old necessary norm that should have continually bound us. In the name of friendship.'Wish… Read More
2009-06-29 17:15
Ezra Pound (b.1885 - d.1972) on 'IN A STATION OF THE METRO' aids the audience with his side of scrutiny, assaying:The "one-image poem" is a form of super-position, that is to say, it is one… Read More
2009-06-22 13:37
a recurring thought sat on a corner with a broken spirit. Stilled as such, came an inner sound. A sound whose beating and plea the possessor knew haven't been paid heed on for years. A sound… Read More
2009-06-17 22:53
Biding my time last Saturday in Trinoma, North Ave. -- I looked about and 'round the peach went on borders. Rather than new, the diner was a perfect stranger against my most familiar recolle… Read More

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