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Author Archives: jelyon
Against the Evidence – David Ignatow (National Poetry Month)
As I reach to close each book lying open on my desk, it leaps up to snap at my fingers. My legs won’t hold me, I must sit down. My fingers pain me where the thick leaves snapped together at … Continue reading
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I Am Waiting – Lawrence Ferlinghetti (National Poetry Month)
I am waiting for my case to come up and I am waiting for a rebirth of wonder and I am waiting for someone to really discover America and wail and I am waiting for the discovery Of a new … Continue reading
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Eating Poetry – Mark Strand (National Poetry Month)
Ink runs from the corners of my mouth. There is no happiness like mine. I have been eating poetry. The librarian does not believe what she sees. Her eyes are sad and she walks with her hands in her dress. … Continue reading
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My Father’s Wedding – Robert Bly (National Poetry Month)
1924 Today, lonely for my father, I saw a log, or branch, long, bent, ragged, bark gone. I felt lonely for my father when I saw it. It was the log that lay near my uncle’s old milk wagon. Some … Continue reading
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It Is This Way with Men – C.K. Williams (National Poetry Month)
They are pounded into the earth like nails; move an inch, they are driven down again. The earth is sore with them. it is a spiny fruit that has lost hope of being raised and eaten. It can only ripen … Continue reading
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Word Clouds: Four Religious Texts
The King James Bible: The Koran: The Tao Teh Ching, Stephen Mitchell’s version: and the Bhagavad Gita:
What “Occupy Wall Street” means to me – and probably to you.
So there’s a lot of yammering out there about OWS, and what it means, or doesn’t mean, and even some opinions that OWS protestors are less grateful than a panhandler, and perhaps more immoral, too, since they are capable, presumably, … Continue reading
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I’m not saying he’s a despot, but perhaps there are common personality traits…
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