Monthly Archives: April 2009

Meta 30 April 2009

I’ve recently been reading Herbert Marcuse’s One Dimensional Man. Heady, as my first introduction to postmodern critique, but to say the least I am incredibly intrigued and it has served as an enlightening if troublesome first bite. M. Ward’s and … Continue reading

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Linea Libra

Your skin is a transmission; a message speaking of days spent at the easel and loves that touched you. A small silhouette sits on the cover of your bookish back. I can read your name in the notches of your … Continue reading

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Life is eros.

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They’ve found a way

Sometime past the solstice summer will kick up dust, shuffling down a dirt road in scuffed Converse. If he asks, about to pass you by, you’re waiting for the fall, when sweet breezes blow in; and if you look to … Continue reading

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Heat’s so bad

It’s 90 degrees out and one in the morning. Dark and quiet and hot. It’s like the world is asking us to forgo the comforts of rest and stew and boil with it. I play with the poem for a … Continue reading

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Poets are passional, philosophers reflective, and one envies the words of the other.

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A funeral at sea

I’m in the habit of killing things, smashing small insects, tugging at the stems of tulips and tying flowers into my beloved’s dark hair. If you cut off my head I too will be a picked daisy and Kali will … Continue reading

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