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otata (October 2017)otata 22

October 2017

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otata 22 (October 2017)

Copyright © 2017 by the contributors.

Cover image: Etruscan figurines, Museo Archeologico, Parma, Italy. Photograph by John Martone

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ContentsTokonoma — 4John Levy 5Chris Poundwhite 12Lucia Cardillo 13Lisa Espenmiller 15Antonio Mangiameli 16Peter Newton 17Mark Young 18Elmedin Kadric 21Sonam Chhoki 24Elisa Allo 28Joseph Salvatore Aversano 31Angela Giordano 34Tom Montag 36Alegria Imperial 42Dave Read 43Marietta McGregor 45Gary Eaton 49Margherita Petriccione 50Mark Terrill 52Bill Cooper 53Eufemia Griffo 54Patrick Sweeney 55johannes s. h. bjerg 57Adrian Bouter 67Jennifer Hambrick 70Jack Galmitz 71Ronald Scully 73Christina Sng

otata’s bookshelf —John Perlman, Gathering the Backyard Seeds

Robert Lax

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TOKONOMA

at noon i went back to the circle in the field and drew more pictures. have developed a new interest in filling up the page. after making some spirals in different colors in varying relations to each other, i fill up the <background> — not really a background because the whole work is two-dimensional — with other shapes and with black lines (for example) which join the forms. whole page becomes a unit this way, the field of interrelated <energies>: the eye moves from one center to another in search of its meaning, a meaning inherent in the elements themselves: the meaning of a blue squiggle set between and at a certain distance from a red squiggle and a yellow squiggle. the meaning is in the color and the movement of the line and in its relation to other groups of lines. the mind organizes them (as a patient does in a rorschach test) to its own kind of unity: a unity the artist planned or felt and the observer slowly may (in some form and to some degree) rediscover. perhaps these drawings are mandalas, too. disorganized mind trying to reorganize itself (around formal principles of unity). there is a satisfaction in making them and, for me, in seeing them even again and again.

i also drew some representational pictures, the first i’ve done in years, and i’ve never done them often. one of a rock, and one of a small branch, with twigs, that have fallen to the ground. some satisfaction in this work, too; but it, so far, feels less <creative> & interesting to me than the others.

looking at the squiggles and their surroundings i’m simply pleased and ready to do more

looking at the branches (none too well done, anyway) i’m at least just a little embarrased

i look at the branch again (am not displeased)

we are: people, branches, and the earth, all involved in making something, making it freely, making it creatively. no one is obliged to make it in the same way as others do, or as others have done. no one is obliged not to make in these (traditional) ways either. freedom is somewhere between these two (artificial) obligations. we are free to make, and to rearrange with grace and skill what is being made in us. the life that lives in us. we are not automatons, not even automatons of the spirit. we collaborate (with grace & skill) with whatever good spirit lives in us.

— Robert Lax, journal B

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John Levy

as a childthe screen doorssummer and green leaves and lakethrough the wire gridframing them in a way I loved

winter meadowbrittle bladeserect around footprints

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UR SPEEDthe sign on the freeway said, probablynot alluding to the ancient Sumerian city

somebody randomwho isn'tsomebody random

the hummingbird points a lengthyorangebeak at little more than a city

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when my late fatherand my late motherenter my present poemsI pause(though you can't hear it)as if I were standing upin front of my assembledselvesnot asking rhetorically WhyI think we're gathered herebut insteadrequesting a moment ofsilencefor us tosense their presence

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Water Pistols

On the walk (promenade?) in LaJolla two small boys carry greenand orange plastic guns, toting

them comfortably and pointing themat each other as irrelevant passers-bydodge them. The boys' parents don't

speak to the boys for the fiveminutes I follow them down to thecove, where they descend

to swim. The smallerof the two is more eager to shoota brother. It is a

pleasure to pointeven an empty threatand watch the brother who

plays along oncedown on the sand as he clutcheshis chest, falls backwards. These

boys with bright plasticweaponsseem accustomed to parental

silences, the fatherin a muscle shirt and themother walking ahead of all of them.

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Written with La Jolla in Mind

She pronouncesrecess asresauce, althougheverything

else she says sounds

like itself. The seasoundslike many selvesat recess, a

perpetual

recess

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Red All Over

I remember being asked"What's black and whiteand red all over?"I had no answer. "Anewspaper," the grown-uptold me. I was about five. I knew, then,

that the real newspaperswere hidden. I picturedthose front pages, with their black-and-whitephotos of bloody people (the bloodthe only red) who'd justbeen killed. I knew it. I thought stacks

of these papers were kept in closed cupboardsin every home, maybe in bathroomsbecause the bathroom was the one placegrown-ups were always alone. I didn't wonderwhy a grown-up asked the question. Thatdidn't matter. The secret had been revealed.

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Hercules, by Pablo Picasso

In this 1890 penciled drawing, Herculesholds, in his lefthand, a club no larger thana small cucumber. Picasso

was nine years oldwhen he drew this, basedon a sculpture, encouragedby his father

to make "real" drawings. Thisis the earliestto survive. The armholding the club is

rendered twice (one in frontand partly inside the other). Neitherthe child nor the fatherfelt it necessary

to erase

or maybe one did and one didn'tor there was silence and nodiscussion, only the sound ofpencil on paper, two bodies

breathing.

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Chris Poundwhite

on quiet days a mood can approach like a tentative deer, scattered by the slightest disturbance

trying notto startle

the deerin my thought

once hereyou cannot touch itonly sit with it

if it wantsto be touchedthen itwill touchyou

& you may disappear

~ 12 ~

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Lucia Cardillo

it’s morning —rain knocks to the window with one hundred fingers

è già mattino — a pioggia bussa ai vetri con cento dita

hot summer —finally the rainon the bindweed

torrida estate — finalmente la pioggia sul convolvolo

deep night —without appearing one owl hoots to the moon

notte profonda —senza mostrarsi un gufo urla alla luna

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the summer's end —cool grains of sandin my book

fine estate —freddi grani di sabbia nel mio libro

the green fades —I don't know if I’m ready for this autumn

scolora il verde —non so se sono pronta per quest’autunno

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Lisa Espenmiller

in my earher voicethe tea cold

stop signbeneath her shoethe red leaf

~ 15 ~

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Antonio Mangiameli

fever -the bitter tasteof the tangerine

shadow lineamong shadows -a dry branch

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Peter Newton

whisperingits tattered greenthe Luna's lifespan

the steady thrum of dusk tuning into insects

creation mythup through the dried iris stalkthe colors of fall

sifting throughthe sag of the screensummer's end

~ 17 ~

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Mark Young

Loaded. DaisTocsin. Shock.Moss. Destruction.Empty. Fret.

It is rainingwhen we land.

My inbox fills upwith dolphins.

A hubric note on the music of J.S.Bach

Unless we are all Gods

then this is not

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erasmussed

In the kingdom ofthe blond(e), the un-

dyed (wo)man is considered kinky.

Rodgering Hammerstein

The hills are alive with the sound of muskrats.

song

I startwith thethe ofthee. Thee later.

questions, always questions

Who will I be-queath my dental floss to?

~ 19 ~

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Jule Styne tune,

Sammy Cahn lyrics, sung by Sinatra. Saturday night (is the loneli-est night of the week). Such social change since 1944, no-one now dances, cheek to cheek, have not done, many years since, early teens, last dance, even then, way out, on the.

Full moon, frogs, flying foxes.

~ 20 ~

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you dandelion you

at seahis ashes

the wavesa kindof phoenix

mycalling

itdriftwood

Elmedin Kadric

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but outdawning stars

all the. rowswith watery eyes

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it'sonething

being

asan

example

inautumn

~ 23 ~

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Sonam Chhoki

When the rain goddess visits (Monsoon notes)

1.

A closeness in the early morning air, the threat of a long, stifling day. Dust-bleached roofs shimmer in the heat haze. In the heart of the valley a deep hush, a holding of breath. Parley in the sky: the Thunder Dragon* roars hurling bolts of fire. Swiftly gathering pace the wind tosses cypress heads on the slope. Sheets of rain blur the hills. The river bubbles and sparkles again.

petrichor as if in a rush of recallpale-footed warblers duet

*Thunder Dragon: (Dzongkha: Druk ) is mythical being, who appeared to the founder of the Bhutanese state, Zhabd-rung Nga-wang Nam-gyel, prophesying that his tradition of Tibetan Buddhism, Druk-pa Kar-gyu would be established in the country. During storms, it is believed the Thunder Dragon lobs its bolts to subdue forces hostile to the teachings of the Buddha.This is celebrated in exorcism rituals. Bhutan gets it name Druk-Yul from Thunder Dragon, which features on the national flag.

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2.

A crow fledging clatters out of the blue pine heights. Shaken by the power of its own wings it lets out raspy caws and flails about. Caught in the warm updraft of a summer dawn its cries rise and fall over lime-green paddy terrace.

straining throughudders of cloudmonsoon sun

3.

All week clouds hang over the peaks. Is this a shroud of shame as another bridge is washed away and roads crumble and disappear in landslips?A new monitoring system reveals strains of e.coli in the local river.

mid-summer riteincense of mist smokingin the blue pine grove

~ 25 ~

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Beyond the threshold

I want to remap the summer night sky.Emblazon your name on the red heart of Antares,Ball fists at ascending OrionChallenge him to redraw my destiny with his sword.I want the Big Dipper to scoop a hole in the firmament Fill it with the grief of our unplanned parting.

Diabolic possibility of dreams

Raw silk curtains swirl from the pane-less window. Past the unhinged door, mica whiteness of night-blooming jasmine. The dark yields outline of your face. I reach out to touch you. A garbled voice calls your name. You retreat in waves of light.

anniversary fog drifts in and outof moulting trees

~ 26 ~

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Painting memories

Of all the things that late summer this comes back to me. Shaft of sunlight on the threshing floor, a broom resting by the door. The only sound is the rhythmic thud of the water wheel.

dusk woodscattering the leavesa monal hen disappears

alonewatching the Perseidsprayer beads forgotten

~ 27 ~

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pumpkin flowersSummer walks awaywith the empty basket

fiori di zuccal ’estate se ne vacol cesto vuoto

amazed children …the leaves whisperAutumn tales

bimbi stupiti…le foglie sussurranostorie d’autunno

Elisa Allo

~ 28 ~

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leaves swayin light breeze -the shadow bows

foglie ondeggianonella brezza leggera –s’inchina l ’ombra

looking at the skyon the sunglassesmoonsickle

guardando il cielosugli occhiali da solefalce di luna

undertow…little stones rollingagain and again

risacca…pietruzze rotolanoancora e ancora

~ 29 ~

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under the starsreading one pagethen another

sotto le stelleleggendo una paginapoi un’altra

a street vendorluck’s braceletsbathed by the sea

un ambulantebraccialetti della fortunabagnati dal mare

the sky clearsmy baby's handon my cheek

il cielo schiariscela mano del mio bimbosulla mia guancia

~ 30 ~

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the shade of distant Samos the sea's

the sea!with all of the otherseas seen

the stars blown into magnolias

Joseph Salvatore Aversano

~ 31 ~

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Dedication to Ground

ground no longersteady the cloudsstill pass

ground no longersteady a beeflies to a flower

ground no longersteady Ilay a hand upon it

ground no longersteady Istep

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The Aegean and the Aegean World in the Age of Today's Morning Glories

for where no one knowsthe ferry times

an old man breaksinto song

in a scale descendingas a leaf falls:

Days, nightsDays, nights

Days . . . .

Artemision

where the altar was isa pool for amphibians

with mud algae skin exhalingboth worlds

~ 33 ~

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Angela Giordano

Deep quietI collected the starsin my eyes

Profonda quieteHo raccolto le stellenel mio sguardo

DuskThe shadow of the crows in flighton sunflowers

All'imbrunireL'ombra dei corvi in volosui girasoli

~ 34 ~

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Deserted beachThe song of the sea remainsin the shell

Spiaggia desertaResta il canto del marenella conchiglia

On the other sideThey mingle with the skynew irises

Sull'altra spondaSi confondono colcielogiovani iris

A stormThe rainbow closedin a puddle

Un temporaleL'arcobaleno chiusoin una pozza

~ 35 ~

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DEVIL'S TOWER

1

How the worldloves the world.

2

All thingsabove us,all thingsbelow.

Shoved, lifted,the merciesof God.

Tom Montag

~ 36 ~

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3

This thrustwhere earth

reachesfor sky.

We are allborn again.

4

No God herebut rock

telling usall is shadow.

5

Holy moment. A small bird

I cannot see. The great rock

which holds me.

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6

Those who climbthe rockclaim nothing.

The rockclaims everything.

7

Wind catcher.Dreams. Trees

and rockand rock's

great silence.

~ 38 ~

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8

Magpiewins for us.

The rockwins for wind

and water.Sky must

find itsown way.

9

Cicadasas big asthe sky.

The bigrock evenbigger than.

~ 39 ~

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10

Touch this,the rock says.I touch the sun.

You cannotlet go. Everythingyou are you are.

11

Some sayGod lives here.

God says rock.

The silencerings with it.

12

Grandfather watchesfrom the top of the ridge

and what he saysis good-bye, good-bye.

~ 40 ~

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13

Holiness,the circle.

The rockabove us,

compassand sky.

14

Every rockan altar.

Every directionthe way back home.

15

Holiness follows.

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brain waves

Is light an aberration? How does a cloud palette wash away petals into waves? Gulls cry over nothing we see.

The elderly next door hands me a wedge of marble cake. See how many holes you could bore into it, she says. Your head would be a good place. I take bites instead, and start to bloat.

The violets begin to regress into little girls--petulant and furious over a grub that showed off its plastic body contortions. I want my doll to crawl, says one of them.

When does the brain turn autocrat?

more fragile than chimesNan's breathing

Alegria Imperial

~ 42 ~

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Sea Dogs

cracked lips, salted tongues; landbecomes a myth

skin is tight,pinched. not one dropof water to drink

into a trough, I empty a bucketof yesterday's shit

on the mast,the English seagulltraveling with us

with a bucket ofseawater, I mop seawateroff the deck

coughing upthe taste of raw fish;another wave

what I imaginefails me; ghosts collapseinto fog

the sun darkensthe sky and sea: descending below deck

Dave Read

~ 43 ~

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twelve cups of watereveryday; she rests the pailon her head

a rush of wordsthe river flowsthrough fish

desert heat ...an aardvark tonguesextinction

~ 44 ~

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Marietta McGregor

Hortus botanicus

glasshousethe see-throughof them

victoria regia a queen lies in state

over nowroom beneaththe Bodhi tree

Kuan Yin sheltered by ficus

offeringfertility ritesof beanpoles

medicinal seeds they always claimed

epiphytethe unknown weightof trunks

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Apical dominance

'Watch me', you say, and shin up 'through the guts' as you call it. Pressed hard against rough bark sticky-brown with exudate. Appearing, triumphant, at the apex, the big pine's tip.

clutching sky a shower of needles in my hair

Laughing and bouncing, sun-struck. Like the crazy man I think you are. Then swinging in great arcs, the old timber groaning under you. Swinging and slithering from branch-tip to branch-tip, lower and lower until you let go, drop and stumble towards me.

handmaidenat the pyramid's dusty base

Bluewater classic

The yachts are tiny scudding triangles so far away they may as well be in Melbourne. We're on the Hobart Domain, an English-style park with views of the River Derwent and the annual sailing regatta. My mother has spread a simple picnic on a seersucker cloth. My father is with us that day, at least that's what I want to remember. His figure shim-mers in my mind like a mis-tuned cathode-ray tube. I look towards the yachts then back at him, but sun-dazzle on the water means I don't see anything at all.

sea-rounded quartzthe unknown end of a dream

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witch's broomone white featherin the pitch pine

garden escapemignonettes runto seed

ex-libris years overdue mortgagee sale

derelict church the clasped hands of an angel

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fish trap a creek mends its banks

summer meadow the skewbaldupside-down

the river leaving its curvebillabong

tidal inlet stingrays stroke an eddy

~ 48 ~

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the secret lifeof a saucer of milknew moon

Gary Eaton

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winter gardenmy mother's pink powderwithout perfume

Giardino d’inverno —la cipria rosa di mia madresenza profumo

Vivaldi’ Sprs ing — crthe escendo of baba y's cry

Primavera di Vivaldi —crin escendoil pianto del bambino

Margherita Petriccione

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down to the sea —a look fromthe chained dog

discesa a mare —dal cane incatenatouno sguardo

diaphanous moonin a summer dawn —pink dove

luna diafanaIn un'alba di estate —colomba rosa

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A Rising Up

A rising up, a stepping forward,another doorway accommodating our pas-sage.

We see the horizon edged with skeletal trees,smell wood-smoke in the autumnal air.

No masters travelling the roads today,no clouds carving their initials in the void.

We come to clarity as to a mirror;someone always there looking back at us.

Mark Terrill

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solar eclipsea speck of water lettuceon the frog’s eye

Bill Cooper

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Eufemia Griffo

veiled stars losing the wayin August sky

Etruscan tombsthe shadows of olive trees protecteternal sleep

tombe etruschele ombre degli ulivi proteggonoil sonno eterno

moondraws shadows on the walls of old cottages

Lunadisegna ombre sui muridi vecchi casolari

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Patrick Sweeney

ice flowerswhen we used to say the same thingat the same time

cold-hammered stars...in her shabby coat Dorothy Dayspits tongues of fire

three teaspoon sparrowthe high theologyof fall

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gone to fetch his grand sonhe lets the boy be a butterflyall the way home

autumn duskremembering to cut her sandwichon the diagonal

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ouchayav!

beforeand afterthe killing

I breakmy silence

grass

in severaltongues

remainsgrass

.

ouchayav

efterdrabene -

jeg brydermin tavshed

græs

på fleretungemål

forblivergræs

johannes s. h. bjerg

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speakor don’t

behindthe painting

you’llbe swallowed

with the blackshiny cross

by the silenceof the land

deadspiders

.

taleller ti

bag maleriet

dusluges

med det sorteskinnende kors

af landetsstilhed

døde edderkopper

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one stoneon topof another

build a hut

that’sprayer

or a headfrom it

too

summergrass

.

én stenovenpåen anden

byg en hytte

det erogså

eller et hovedaf det

bøn

sommergræs

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soyou might notlike it

uneven floorsuneven nights

but youbreathe itanyway

you wrap a stringround a stone

birch pollen

and discoveryour centre

.

sådu kan måske ikkelide dem

ujævne gulveujævne nætter

men duindånder demalligevel

du vikler en snorom en sten

birkepollen

og opdagerdit centrum

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while waiting

falling

for historyto repeatitself

another prerogative

allergymeds

for an Earthling

.

i venten på

at falde

at historienskal gentage sig

endnu et prærogativ

allergimedicin

for en Jordbo

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the oceanin your eyes

one handshelters the other

why is it empty

and the minuteflame

of sails?

that's mine

.

haveti dine øjne

én handbeskytter den anden

hvorforer det tomt

og den lille flamme

for sejl?

der er min

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silence

bending a finger

my standingand sitting downagain

and stretching it

gets ignoredby the rain

I age

.

stilhed

mens jegbøjer en finger

jeg rejser migog sætter migigen

og strækker den

ignoreretaf regnen

ældes jeg

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what’s there to know?

just as I gatherstrength enoughto say:

the oldchair

this is like thatthat is like this

in a newplace

it changes

.

hvad er derat vide?

ligesom jegfår samlet kræftertil at sige:

den gamlestol

denne er som det dérdet dér er som denne her

på et nytsted

forandres den/det

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there's ared thread here

Adam's navel

from the snowdropto the Dog Star

did that emerge

going throughmy Pineal gland

after the fall?

.

der er enrød tråd her

Adams navle

fra vintergækkentil Hundestjernen

kom den frem

og gennem min Koglekirtel

efter faldet?

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pushing

dying

withouta body

wordsoutside

Westerngale

silence

.

skubber

døende

udenen krop

ordeneuden for

vestenvinden

stilheden

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Adrian Bouter

o!ive

windfalldipping my breadin golden blood

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lonely on a busdown the roadpoor boys waving

out in the open light bearing you

equilibrium -closing the dooron a dark room

and the sun rises obedience

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nearly falla pheasantruns for cover

forest I turn to wood

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summer heatthe 2 a.m. tasteof this screen

Jennifer Hambrick

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Jack Galmitz

She was oldand the dog's leashwas long and leather.The malamute in human yearslooked even older.She bore out as they got closer.When I reached themshe stopped and I pattedher head, rubbed under her chinand along her mouththat was dribbling.I took a few stepsand when I turned aroundI saw that she was boundinga little.That's all it takes:to be loved for a minute.

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All the streets are wetbecause it rained.Couldn't be stopped.Don't worry. It will dry.Every time.Forget the plans you made.Go out and do something different.Hurry and you'll be fine.I'll do the samejust in case you're lonely.Killing time is like trophy hunting.Little good will come of it.Make something instead;not something that's already been done.Open yourself to the sky.Pound your feet on the ground.Quit believing in a real.Resist that crime.Stop being good or bad.Take your time.Ultimately you'll create something new.Very proud you'll be.Why not?Xylophones will be played for you.You'll be a new technician.Zero excuses will be needed.

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Ronald Scully

her dresser drawer full of rocks

saved from the tracks

acorn becoming oak tree heart- neverache free from

overarching shadows

butterfly extrudesrainbowsflight our

reasons why

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seventeen raindrops on the red maple leaf tonight who’s counting ku

merge

snowman’ bos nes briquette skul l

eyes’- howled

soc ket inside

out

center

align left

wrap tex

t

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lily paddisplacement weight of the word: swan

ghost money sand Charondollar obolswallowed stolen

un- spoken

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between and a a hardrock place

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forty belowthe cold handon my bones

night starsbeyond the cloudsthe rest of everything

swing swayingon a bare bone branchchemotherapy

Christina Sng

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cold streetsa curled up manunmoving

echoing hallsthe layered darknessof every day people

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