By Norma Cole
words people energies
somewhere in there
that that punctuationrecovery my spoken
moving never never
play something else...
somewhere in there
that that punctuationrecovery my spoken
moving never never
play something else...
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- By Norma Colelike lost knowledge
a shovel, the secret hellothe soldiers, news from
the heart of the meter... - By Norma ColeConditions in the moment
conditions in the present moment
conditions are melting in the present moment... - By Norma Coleimplicated garland of
witnessesdevolution, foliage
in red... - By Norma ColeRock or tree, inflexion
of tree, wild asparagusand watercress, weeping
and leaving, parting andfleeing, atmosphere
as always the distance... - By Norma ColeTake history
Take powerAt no point sufficient
Accident of memory... - By Magda PortalTranslated By Kathleen WeaverFacing Life
I take up this unbridled cry
broad wave crashing on
my hearts beachI HAVE NO PRECEDENT... - By Norma Colethe
the
the the
the
the night... - By bruno daríoBarrí toda mi casa, y la encontré otra. En los rincones había otros más pequeños que la máscara de polvo…
- By Jane ZwartWhen death comes, final and novel—
the trick cul-de-sac or burst dam, a door
that opening erases or shutting… - By Ann-Margaret LimHolding his stare in mine, I flip the bird
at a grown man
on a stool in front of the street bar
on the … - By Aaron ShurinAnd still one looks to the tree to paraphrase the sky, arbiter of wind and sun. The hills with their…
- By Damilola Omotoyinboseven hills beckon
the sun to a dance. two steps
forward, another to the left. kongas powder
their … - By Luke Allan1. This morning the nurse tested me for allergies. She said she’d test for “known allergies,” which …
- By Alice PettwayThe dry stubble of the field
wilts under the rain,
soft as jaw hair
under a hot towel. The summer
is a … - By Nakahara Chūya汚れつちまつた悲しみに
今日も小雪の降りかかる
汚れつちまつた悲しみに
今日も風さへ吹きすぎる
汚れつちまつた悲しみは
たとへば狐の革裘
汚れつちまつた悲しみは
小雪のかかつてちぢこまる
汚れつ… - By Nakahara Chūyaホラホラ、これが僕の骨だ、
生きてゐた時の苦労にみちた
あのけがらはしい肉を破つて、
しらじらと雨に洗はれ、
ヌツクと出た、骨の尖。
それは光沢もない、
ただいたづらにしらじらと、
雨を吸収する、
… - By bruno daríoTranslated By Kit SchluterI swept my house and found another. In every corner was another smaller corner, which the dust mask …
- By CAConradeveryone’s drawing the Death Card the chair pressing
- By CAConradI feel felt by another but I’malone in the room