Happy Halloween y’all!
October 31, 2011, 6:18 pm
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Empire of Dreams- Charles Simic
October 31, 2011, 6:23 am
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On the first page of my dreambook
It’s always evening
In an occupied country.
Hour before the curfew.
A small provincial city.
The houses all dark.
The storefronts gutted.
I am on a street corner
Where I shouldn’t be.
Alone and coatless
I have gone out to look
For a black dog who answers to my whistle.
I have a kind of Halloween mask
Which I am afraid to put on.


All Hallows- LOUISE GLÜCK
October 29, 2011, 11:20 am
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Even now this landscape is assembling.
The hills darken. The oxen
sleep in their blue yoke,
the fields having been
picked clean, the sheaves
bound evenly and piled at the roadside
among cinquefoil, as the toothed moon rises:

This is the barrenness
of harvest or pestilence.
And the wife leaning out the window
with her hand extended, as in payment,
and the seeds
distinct, gold, calling
Come here
Come here, little one

And the soul creeps out of the tree.



Wonders of the Deep- Susan Prospere
October 26, 2011, 6:38 am
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The mermaid speaks:

I suffer myself to come unto you-
my twinkling radiance
hardly a star,
but it’s more than I can tell you:
I’m hotter than you are
My fetching light
will shine for you
beneath your darkest door. I’m
kind for you; I’m blind
for you; I’ll find you
o’er and o’er. Oh
lead us not… you say, you pray, but still
I ask for more. Hello,
hello, oh no, oh no, oh yes, goodbye,

and still I’ll ask for more.
Oh, let this pass for love for me
for I will take allure,
but each time that you come
to me I hear you say
you cannot take no more. A
double naught, and so we ought, and so
we go for more. And here’s
the room we do it in-
on scaling stair, on winged chair,
on top of the ocean floor, and
swimming o’er and o’er,
the lookdown fish will shine
for us above the conch’s roar.

The poem is so much prettier on paper. I can’t get it to format correctly! 



i could read jane kenyon all day long
October 22, 2011, 6:12 pm
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(part of) oklahoma- Larry Levis
October 17, 2011, 8:54 pm
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“Often, I used to say:  I am this dust; or, I am this wind.
And young, I would accept that. The truth is, it was never the case.
I have seen enough dust & wind by now to know
I am a little breath that always goes the distance
Longing requires, & to know even this will fail.”

-Larry Levis



syndromes
October 14, 2011, 10:11 am
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