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Burning
So, shiftless summer’s advance stills everything.
It’s the new normal. The effect of the heat the wind twists through
is like Link Wray’s slow drag of chords with his right
right across ‘Rumble’, only played through an amplified hairdryer.
#Computation
A reworking of Ezra Pound’s ‘Salutation’ for the 21st Century
O generation of the absolutely online
And absolutely connected,
I have seen fisherpeople on YouTube,
I have seen them with their unreliable internet,
Dad
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Dormition
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The Leaving
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Love
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John Berryman’s Leap
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Hard Water
The word we used was mellowed and maybe he really had towards the end— but Victor took the jug cord to the boys for years. For half a life he whirred like a rowing machine. Barb said she heard the grunts of effort between the strokes from her yard across the creek; and that her bloke, Steady Brad, as he was known before the brainbleed, once wondered why that effing forklift driver couldn’t just unload, until he clocked the ruckus was coming from inside the mullet-stinking, guano-spattered weatherboard, two or three abandoned Holdens further up […]
Autumn Begins
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Instinction
I was two days old when my mother left me in a pram outside Stammers & went home. She said she felt oddly lighter though it took a while to realise what was missing. Nobody noticed me. I might have been a window. For those twenty minutes the separation slipped by me. Mum was on her knees scrubbing floors in a convent by age seven. Her mother had been left in an orphanage & so it goes. Back to coda. You left a daughter with nuns & sailed away on your violin. So many women with habits that would never […]
Cesár Vallejo
1892–1938 The sadness in a single poem has kept me half-awake all night— Cesár Vallejo’s To My Brother Miguel, in memoriam. For many years I offered it to college students via translations, rickety but adequate, and every time it left them silent, shocked amid their efflorescence. Two little boys play hide-and-seek up and down the house, Cesár Vallejo and his brother, their mama calling out to quiet them. At times they make each other cry by hiding irretrievably in all those corridors and shadows. Then one night, nor far from dawn, Miguel hides away […]