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Notes toward Assembly of an Anyman, an almost autobiography of a nobody.

Cross Talk

CrossTalk

There

CLICK HERE FOR AUDIO An abrupt abutment of wide earth and broad air is a line that draws him without end to the boundary of wide earth and broad air. He plows a square on the plain without end to the boundary, the bent hedgepost by the sun. He plows a square on the plain [...]

the way the world comes in

Several pieces on pith… are published in a book of poems by joesmith. Really. Click the button and buy it if you like. Thank you.

Two Games by Vasko Popa

These poems are from Vasko Popa’s “Games” cycle of 13 poems, translated by Charles Simic, published in Homage to the Lame Wolf: Selected Poems. If you buy only 1 book of poetry your whole life, you couldn’t choose a better one. Popa is an all-too-little known maestro of the powerful poetic parable and Simic is [...]

He never knows

anyone famous or important enough to land him a job or sufficiently elegant to bequeath him some grace, the names of his favorite quivering trees, the distance from earth to moon or sun to earth, where he last put his keys or where he would go if he could, how many ounces in a pound [...]

Holiday on the Farm

The soap opera organ announces what we can hardly bear to hear. A metal-aproned matron summons the skin ribbon she left on the seat of a Galaxy 500, circa 1969. Her tremolo is a casual torture. We mistake her voice for a choir of a thousand muffled mothers and wobble dutifully in to an Easter [...]

Hows Elvis Herb? Code name sur…

Hows Elvis Herb? Code name sure.

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Variety is the dice of life. …

Variety is the dice of life. Roll ‘em.

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A poem is a parenthetical to a…

A poem is a parenthetical to an initial thought seeping slowly out the space where it was thought.

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Miles Benjamin Anthony Robinso…

Miles Benjamin Anthony Robinson, “Buriedfed” lyrics: http://bit.ly/8sVWvI

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Miles Benjamin Anthony Robinson, “Buriedfed”

BURIEDFED This is my last song about myself, about my friends Found something else to sing Try and patch it up with tape and twine Maybe I’ll just break everything that’s mine They wheeled out my casket, They said, “Boy, lay down your head” I said, “Aw shit, man, I ain’t even dead” I won’t [...]

If people play it much differe…

If people play it much differently than you makes it no less of a game. Dumb fuck.

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Too high is the cost for a per…

Too high is the cost for a personal brand.

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Spent is the rent on an abode…

Spent is the rent on an abode for a soul. No matter. Just move. And see, here, almost a picture.

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De Bilitating-Pression, Jacque…

De Bilitating-Pression, Jacques. Je suis. Pleased not to meet you.

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So much humor. It’s depressi…

So much humor. It’s depressing.

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How’s that congenital oppositi…

How’s that congenital opposition to self promotion working out for ya? Not utterly awful, thanks.

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Vasko Popa, “Before the Game”

BEFORE THE GAME Shut one eye then the other Peek into every corner of yourself See that there are no nails no thieves See that there are cuckoo’s eggs Shut then the other eye Squat and jump Jump jump high high On top of yourself Fall then with all your weight Fall for days on [...]

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Greece, ca. 5th century BC: “K…

Greece, ca. 5th century BC: “Know Thyself. ” America, ca. 21st century AD: “Personal Brand” Progress.

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Alone, but never anonymous, in…

Alone, but never anonymous, in the intentional ether.

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