Been looking through old journals, since I'm almost at the end of my current one. Found a couple of poems that I think I can revisit and rework with the (sometimes years') distance. In the meantime, thought-starters for anyone visiting:
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I've got the White House as #3 on my speed dial / right after God / and Al Pacino
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A fat rabbit hops into a bar. The bartender says, "We don't like your kind, round hare."
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Those who give up the search for Truth may still seek (and even demand) consistencies of the world.
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Snowpile haiku:
home to the fairies-
this sparklingwhite sparklingwhite
hill that isn't there
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th #s n m hd bgn slppng
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I can't ever walk on water without comparisons to Jesus.
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Life raft, accordion
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If they talked a mile a minute: Brothers Karamazov, Huck Finn, Mrs Dalloway, etc
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rocket propelled serenade
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Parody of song playing non-stop on radio:
My girl's in
The next room
I must be some kind of tool
I guess I never expected gooooooooooooon
orrhea and syphilis and HIV
I'm a fuckin' idiot with fifteen STDs
And my balls just ain't feelin' too well
Thanks to the lips of an angel
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We have met the Underworld, and it is Us.
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lemurs & meth
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list of things I think I hear Ilya Kaminsky say during a reading at AWP:
"stature of a persian crane"
"refusing to better, they are dead"
"they make love - in the moving they are unable to hear"
"a straight judge, a soprano, a Venetian"
"there are cares before wine"
"closed doors and no flashlights"
"colonialism moves the mouth"
"yes, the police are fatigated"
"in back came a marble eviction"
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[two pages later in this journal I note my first meeting with Karin Gottshall - heard a poem of hers at one of the evening shindigs and absolutely had to write a poem in response]
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To you, my bibliographers, my failed millennium,
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Hope somebody gets inspired.
RJ Gibson | white noise :: something
9 hours ago
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