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TANYA DONELLY – KEEPING YOU I’m keeping you i’m keeping you I’m keeping you so realize your fate I’m keeping you i’m keeping you I’m keeping you so settle down now You landed here from inner space You landed with that screwed-up look on your face I wanted you from way back when I [...] TO PURITY I have heard so much about you if you claim to be you I will know it’s not true if you say nothing I will listen as I do with my own old mixed feelings of hope and reservation hearing through them whatever might be you the way I see the white light [...] BRIGHT EYES – FIRST DAY OF MY LIFE This is the first day of my life Swear I was born right in the doorway I went out in the rain, suddenly everything changed They’re spreading blankets on the beach Yours was the first face that I saw I think I was blind before I [...] POETS TO COME POETS to come! orators, singers, musicians to come! Not to-day is to justify me and answer what I am for, But you, a new brood, native, athletic, continental, greater than before known, Arouse! for you must justify me. I myself but write one or two indicative words for the future, I [...] HE ASKED ABOUT THE QUALITY He came out of the office where he was employed in an unimportant and poorly paid position up to eight pounds a month, with tips; when he finished his tedious work that kept him stooped all afternoon, he came out at seven, and sauntered slowly, gazing idly in the street. [...] OH NO If you wander far enough you will come to it and when you get there they will give you a place to sit for yourself only, in a nice chair, and all your friends will be there with smiles on their faces and they will likewise all have places. — Robert Creeley (1926 [...] SEPTEMBER I miss the tilt and racket of your face, the collapsing factories of your anger, the shoreline wearing your boas of foam— the steel mirror of your silence, your glass contingencies, in the night’s hold. I miss the morning’s coverlet of cloud, one gull flying east over the moving distances while closer in the [...] MAY Let me look at those eyes. I want to know how you are. —Rainer W. Fassbinder Look. May has come in. It’s strewn those blue eyes all over the harbor. Come, I haven’t had word of you in ages. You’re constantly terrified, Like the kittens we drowned when we were little. Come and [...] XTC – SENSES WORKING OVERTIME Hey, hey The clouds are whey There’s straw for the donkeys And the innocents can all sleep safely All sleep safely My, my Sun is pie There’s fodder for the cannons And the guilty ones can all sleep safely All sleep safely And all the world is football-shaped It’s [...] EASTER MORNING a stone at dawn cold water in the basin these walls’ rough plaster imageless after the hammering of so much insistence on the need for naming after the travesties that passed as faces, grace: the unction of sheer nonexistence upwelling in this hyacinthine freshet of the unnamed the faceless — Amy Clampitt (1920 [...] |
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