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Month: August 2016

The Match

Posted on 31/08/201604/09/2016 by Editor

You lit me up A stroke of a match The flame Needed warmth To light my way forward Enough to fall off the edge of the world I fell apart Gathered up the broken pieces My hands cracked Trembled Placed it back together Shows I’ve been looking in the wrong place I have no books…

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Man catches fire

Posted on 27/08/201627/08/2016 by Mark Prisco

I had the nerve to talk and the presence of mind to hear the reply, which pierced the ear and fell and swirled about the entrails.   I could not understand, but I saw a smile and a shade of pale skin glow, and now you’re  down on me like a shadow.   Maybe I…

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4th sonnet

Posted on 25/08/201625/08/2016 by Mark Prisco

Our star-struck eyes first met as the sun cracked the dawn sky, and I, long lost to the mist, fell for the radiance of your smile. You lacked nothing I ever wanted; you eclipsed   the glorious day, and the darkness fell as the shadow crossed your pallid brow. You turned away, and I’m burnt…

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from Antithetical: Poet as Worm #2

Posted on 20/08/201620/08/2016 by Dean English

* I was going to say compare the aborting of emotion richness complexity and compare a pop song to the symphony, Haydn, Mozart then Ludwig, Mahler, fleshing it out to over an hour and more, when I realised we sit that, twice, and longer, in theatres, and Beethoven is Kubrick, or Spielberg, you don’t have…

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from Antithetical: Poet as Worm

Posted on 20/08/201620/08/2016 by Dean English

* It is good, yes?, to be reliable, and bold, like the engine, feed coal, soil, Mr. Diesel’s modified; or a coil humming particles, muons excitation in the gravity of time pulling everyone wired so, a round sub-molecular redundancies: nought; the armed guardsmen, the drivers; class; system; Courts, of Papacies, and vested interests; sound ideology…

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Untitled

Posted on 20/08/201620/08/2016 by Azzuen Berge

They tell me I have PTSD I look up at the paint peeling on the ceiling I do not believe them.

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The Old Reporter

Posted on 19/08/201627/05/2017 by john keast

One leg up and one down, two fingers at the keys. It was the way, then, to tell the world about frozen lakes and big winds; how the officer was a crook (or so they said) We sat in rows when we were there, and the sports boys told a good tale, swung imaginary clubs…

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A Smooth Straight Zip

Posted on 17/08/201618/08/2016 by Dean English

Today I left work an hour earlier, still, I did an 8 1/2 hour day. I didn’t need to leave early, but there’s a lip-sync rehearsal an hour after normal finishing-time and I have the urge… I could feel it would be the day I bring the loose un-poemed verses together while high on the…

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stone-drop prayer

Posted on 13/08/201613/08/2016 by peterlebaige

            stone-drop prayer was it not compassion that we were put here on the hearth of a warmth precious flaw in the vast set crystal of all there is infinitely cold? was it not compassion that gave us eyes to see beyond the sun into the dark sea floor of…

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Jack Hare

Posted on 12/08/201627/05/2017 by john keast

Across the country brow a jack hare, ramrod straight before a hill edged in pink, big eyes backlit in terror

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White folk running back to their neighborhood prisons

Posted on 11/08/2016 by Flake

The still of the hill. New Zealand duck farm fences shattered lakes and  90% rivers unclean Prime Minister says its alright he’ll swim in them, never caught drinking it though. Dead floating ripples of silver head lights of winters holiday house for two million feet exclusive beach front ownership. Locals white and friendly dumb Feed…

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coat

Posted on 11/08/201611/08/2016 by peterlebaige

                coat dedicated to the staff and residents of the Switzer home, Kaitaia never having been there i’d always thought old age a coat you would put on when you felt the time right the right time come tawdry but stately you having become the beggar in a velvet gown at your own door something…

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