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ELISE COWEN
No amor
Sin amor
Sin compasión
Sin inteligencia
Sin belleza
Sin humildad
Allen – Lo siento
Keith – Gracias
Quién me dará…
¿Quién me dará la
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nalgada cuando
vuelva a nacer?
ojos cuando
a la hora de mi muerte
me vea?
Sentada
Conversamos de todo
Heroína
En el cajón
( )
Apretando
La golosina.
Fácil amar
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Fácil amar
A los POETAS
Su
ESPLENDOR
Fácil Amar
A los Poetas
Su
ESPLENDOR
vertiéndose
Sobre mi regazo.
La dama
Muerte, ya llego
Muerte, ya llego
Espérame.
Sé que estarás
En la estación de metro
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Cargado de botas de agua, chubasquero, paraguas, pañuelo
Institución incorruptible
Escucha su afirmación
Love
But you
Rahamim--Compassion
Tiferete--Beauty
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among the flowers
Bursting through
Delicate thought
Posed
posed by my fear
And you
Graciously
room
Your
Frankenstein
the Funambule I
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Duhamel and you
De brouille Graciously
Decraux
Barrault
Deberaux
Delicate
French logic
methadrine
I waited for
stinking
would take me
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Shame making body thought
a game
system
covering
Wouldn't couldn't
To do my killing for me
God is hidden
Emily
my mind
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Or best that soft grey dove.
to stare at it
there is no other
Sola
llorando
me desperté llorando
sola
BRENDA FRAZER
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Había tenido tu visión
———————————–antes
a México
—————————cruzando
verdadera
morada
—————————entre prehistóricas
—————————————————siluetas volcánicas
vivas y muertas
putrefacta
(silbido de un
lagarto)
A México
—————————————————en
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y
——regresar
————————————————/solo/
———————————————————seguía la MUERTE
devuelta a
—————–esta hirviente/
crear/otra vez
/y otra vez
niño nacido/bañado
en blanca y negra/nueva
luz de la luna
/sangre de un cordero en la
PASCUA JUDÍA
y hallé tu presencia
————————-física
en el parque
—————————————/infinita medida/
compases de
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————música líquida
—————————–emanan
detrás de tu
————–nebulosa proximidad
——————————————–como
————————————————–doble celeridad
—————————————–apresuran las
———————————————torrenciales pulsaciones
hacia
la no resistencia
——————–de tu
dura
——————————-sobre mí
—————————————antiguas lágrimas
———————————————————descolorando la carne
a su
alrededor
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—–cuán graciosamente
—————————-sin embargo
———————————-te alejas
—————————————demasiado llena de
—————————————————————-AMOR
para rechazar
nosotros
————————————-demasiado
———————————-suspendidos en
y sentimos tu blanca
sustancia depurarse
—————————————lentamente
——————————————————-lejos
—————————————————-/como Helena
de la afiebrada mano
de Fausto/
—————————/tu regres
————————————–al tejido/
ANNE WALDMAN
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The grace of all the bards who pen
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(Jesse Helms & others. . .)
All the hermetic texts with stories in them of hot & dangerous women
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BOO!
Writing
thus to a body examine a body. I stroke the top of my head from the
part down. The hair is asymmetrical. It stops short on one side like a
boy's, and on the other it bobs out. I put my hand to a body examine a body. And putting it thus to a body
examine a body. Underneath, near the neck the hairs are dyed black, they're wiry. I caress
give them back life. I place both hands over my face as if to apply
water, apply cream. I bite my fingers to feel alive. Then my face feels
touch?
the rest.
Ah the writing
Desire, ah writing
Ah the desire
Ah the writing
He's talking speedily about the evil of the feminine but he likes it. O
Winter room, but oddly it's like the old whorehouse in Eldora with bats
on green on the far side. And his "coat of arms," or rather "his mother's
arm coat (arm chair?)" is close by. It looks like a shrunken deer's head,
plaque beneath, "est peur" (translates "is fear" but cognate to, or
wanting to "hunt and gather," he says, but it's too cold. Where can we
go to forage now that "all the skies are broken"? I am thinking if only
I were born earlier I could love him, take care of him. Close to his face
Now, I see its raging corpuscles in the dancing firelight. Intricate aborigine designs tattooed on a remarkably
pristine visage. "It's a drift,
flesh and bone, mortification, deadpan, life's a raked field," he mumbles. I'm part of a Buddhist plot to get him
to be reborn to "liberate
all sentient beings." I'm inviting him to give a reading at The Academy
of the Meticulous Future. But what may I offer? "I tried calling your
phone was dead was why I came." "Ummm." He's off somewhere else,
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Glass Hymen Rite
Credo
resembling "negative capability." Yet out of that same eye comes research and conviction. I could sing & dance
it, the ambiguity of "both,
both." The hallmark of our linguistic revolution this century & beyond
my making, of your making. I'm not interested in the tongue of discursive mind that tides itself against the
beautiful increments of experience. I'm interested in the phones & phonemes of experience, the
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if off. Form & emptiness. "Life doesn't seem worth living unless one's
daily. A body poetics & politics, right now. Every syllable is conscious.
of the post-modern Dark Ages, ergo more light! More poems! More
light!
Talismán
estrangular, un refugio
una manta
una tienda
Me concentro en el paño:
es una mortaja
es un escondite, no es fácil
es sangrienta
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es para una boda
te asfixiaría
Es un mantel
para atraerte
En la cueva de Milarepa
Siéntate
enciende el fuego
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Pratitya Samutpada
de todo lo vivo?
Brilla el sol
El libro se moja
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Esto a eso a esto a eso a eso a eso a esto a eso
La monja gitana
a la manera de Lorca
flores de fantasía:
magnolias y
girasoles
flores de azafrán
y de luna
todo
En la cocina cercana
maduran
5 amarillas toronjas
Ella no ríe
renuncia a su dolor
algo, fuera
a lo lejos –¡alto!–
dónde su sexo?
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La blanca blusa se suelta.
azúcar
no se le quiebra.
juega un juego en
la celosía
…………………..magnolia
…………………..girasol
…………………..flores de azafrán
…………………..y de luna
…………………..y se encienden
…………………..se encienden
Me senté en un corredor
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en un lugar luctuoso
un corredor criatura
en un corredor de danza-shamánica-del-adiós
en un corredor marcado-por-una-guerra-atroz
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Me senté en un corredor campo de Buda
en un corredor de mujer-alzándose-en-el-este
en un corredor jamás-dormí-de-esa-manera
en un corredor resoluto
en un corredor cetro-de-las-deidades
en un corredor trasciende-esta-pasión
en un corredor mantra-furioso
en un corredor desgastador-de-sílabas
RUGIR
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Medito porque Yeshe Tsogyal se me apareció en un sueño
………….no me dejarían
………….dolorido de mi madre
………….no lo soportaría
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Me siento a meditar porque la pasión me consume
El engaño
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En un astuto cuerpo tú fluctúas
DIANE DIPRIMA
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I did not see those tents again, nor the wagons
but almost, I could see the planet from which we had come
a madness, or a beginning?
An exercise in love
He weaves me cloth
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Many have brought the gifts
He backlights my dreams
for Alan
cupped in hollows
this hollow
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from the sunfields of California, bearing pot
or blasted to madness
Paracelsus
Theriasin, ergot
bursting
substance
heart
of things
by circular stillation
smear
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till he burn
it is full
healer
in furs
who carries
in his belly.
or pearls of ambergris
the bitter
bespeak truth.
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Out of the heart of the ineffable
yourself
This Iliaster
Crystalline.
Perfect.
Sweetheart
you’ll find
a poet here
I won’t promise
on this gutted
breaking
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globe
baby
enough to love
forever
The window
noise
of my bones
the sea
or molten sound
I think
breaks on a windowpane
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this is not time
never shifts)
I think
tomorrow
shine
and shine
next bedtime
it happened
accidental
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I hope
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tonight
beloved.
I hope
on lumps of stars
with frost
and can’t
because
right there
asleep,
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you’re lovely
the sun
gets in my eyes
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thank god.
Si me vengo…
¿me prometerías
un queso en el refrigerador,
un beso de lengua
Si no es así,
no me vengo contigo.
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de jugar al golf. Los supermercados
Elogio a mi marido
yo a punto de anotarlo, y tú
demasiado pequeña, las paredes polvorientas a nuestro alrededor, una fina lluvia de polvo
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colocados los platos japoneses, los cuchillos chinos
No pasa nada
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fantasmas hambrientos no pasa nada
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crecer en el Texas chicano no pasa nada
todavía?
Diatriba
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presentada ante los ojos
me gano la vida
tú no lo “creas”
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de la imaginación
la base de la imaginación
que es adivinación
y estrategia
de la imaginación
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nada suma y nada se queda por
algo más
LA IMAGINACIÓN
LA IMAGINACIÓN
LA IMAGINACIÓN
o no crear tu mundo
o te grabas en la luz
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en la forma del poema, de tu cuerpo, de tus amores
entiéndelo
es vasta y elegante
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seres humanos mueren cada día por su falta
el sol interior
el fuego es el centro.
Ave
huellas
brillante madreperla
detrás
ojos de feldespato
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aullando con perros vagabundos, silbando en los portales
a pie deambulan
escupiendo deambulan
desnudas caminan
amortajadas caminan
hambrientas
hambrientas
hambrientas
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se acuestan con la cobra
están armadas
conducen carrozas
se alzan sobre mí
son pequeñas
preñadas deambulan
descalzas deambulan
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recorro la larga noche buscándolas
son el coral
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me llevás a caballo por el bosque del sueño
yo soy vos
he sido vos
ay-a
ay-a ah
ay-a
ay-a ah ah
maya ma maya ma
om estrella madre
maya ma ah
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abrigarse con su piel
¿Sueñan
del horizonte...
sobre el cielo.
JOANNE KYGER
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Versiones de Francisco Ide
a que me preguntaras.
Pánicos de septiembre
Tienes mi voto
quién eres
acabas de leer
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tu mierda!
Tu angustia
y el dolor de tu país
Considera ser
September
On somebody's acreage
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Strangely, it was not my desire
Come along
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make flowers. In a mellow mood
in the bech
to sing along.
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con sufrimiento
y la inutilidad de mantener
de miedo y odio
“Prueba esto
——–y un ligero
giro de voz
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Luz blanca
—————–en el centro
Esperando
Helloooooooooo
¿Estás aquí?
Estoy aquí.
He venido aquí.
During the beat of this story you may find other beats. I mean
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a beat, I mean Cantus, I mean Firm us, I mean paper, I mean in
it is I, it is me.
Machines are metal, they serve us, we take care of them. This
is to me, and this is to you. You say you to me, and I say you
to you. Some machines are very delicate, they are precise, they
are not big metal stampers, She made enough poetry to keep
her company.
On what Only: The song that girl sang the song that girl sang
like Robert Duncan for me gave me some glue for the heart
and competition
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. . . or as dinner approaches I become hasty
do I mean PERFECTION?
Palace night
you wake up
ahead of you
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wildly for your understanding
without defect.
Influences in poetry
Dream
with Dotty,
Come to think of it
-Robert Frost
Earlier
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filled up a lot. Well then, on the greens in front of the
Mansion are walking Tom Clark and Ted Berrigan, what chums!
life not. The trouble, says Ted, with you Joanne, is that
While the Muse holds her head, and the crazy Elementals
the deer
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Carl Jung saludaba a todos sus utensilios de cocina
Hola taza
en la estación de la niebla.
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Aquí en Oaxaca es la noche de los rábanos
es francamente generoso
en Mexico
preparación
Se sienta encima
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una larga cadena de madera de rosarios budistas, que él guarda
Go out to
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And that’s the first story I ever heard about Bolinas.
percibimos múltiples
los monjes de túnica roja en el centro de la ciudad en la lluvia surge un arco iris
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the green blooming branches fall—‘they’re getting out
we perceive multiple
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for you to ask me.
this day’s sweet drifting. The fog out to sea, the wind.
1.
come folding out. The smells and flowers begin to come back, as
Who asked you to come over? She got her foot in the door and
would not remove it, elbowing and talking swiftly. Gas leak?
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This was no better than the
there was no other purpose than that which brought them there,
to be in a particular place.
2.
This time the mule gave its face away. Take your cadillac
All right then. She had a thing about nature, from flower
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A beauty of cultivation—in living? Hastiness did not prevent
her from rising quick and ready to misnomers and other odd
Languid
she could not even find a place to languish upon that was
the grape leaves drying out, and even though the avocado was
sprouting,
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blind bat, dryad, the works of the story teller. Here the four
And her face took on a tight pinched expression, and thrifty scotch
economy gave her shrewd eyes in the prescribed way. Use every
had a long white fur coat with a high fluffy collar, and inside the
The princess languished. She was not sure where to sit to her best
advantage to enjoy herself the most. She could not go in her mind
or out. She looked at her long white hand, I am the Queen of the
High Mountain Hag, she murmured to herself, still knowing she was
a princess. She lay down upon the floor as if it were the garden of
She went down to Grand Central Station and gave away flowers.
3.
Questioning myself all along the way. Was I jumping on her because
her time had come to an end. Indeed I pounded on his arm all night,
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over his concern for this soft-spoken individual, I can see nothing
but their softness. Me ME, and the time we might spend together,
All over I was shaking as the fear and tension made itself apparent.
It was a cold night out. It was colder still between the airy gaps,
between blankets.
drawing from their bags, long lists of memorandum due, what I owed.
way I go, owing nothing, being that kind of person. Hung up?
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of the garbage of who are you that you are not making apparent.
4.
they possessed.
place that is musty and left as it was some years ago, there is
no real fear; the objects are old and I am not familiar with them,
only the sense that the Ghost or spirit world strikes you with
lurk in the hall, into the room. Pieces of leather, old silken fans
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laid upon the table top, rooms filled with something left unexpectedly
self with dusty fragments of velvet and fringe. 100 pieces of voice
with no name, called it myself, as they spoke all day, sucking the
5.
The night passes in night time. The head moving to the shoulder,
spring breezes, the self has been raptured on the wine that produces
However, in seeing the house more manageable, one cannot even have
refuses to sink.
who grew older, not that she minded, but the passage of time was
always constant. Why does one have to contend with that she said,
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puzzled, as she got carried along, and constantly had to think up
40, now that I am 30, I can hardly behave like that to those that are
20, and so forth. There wasn’t any model except the one she built,
and one could scarcely believe there was no established pattern. This
6.
You can’t see them, all bundled up, all those that choose
the bent hands, as they grow, that as the fur impeaches the
rose, doesn’t make the thing she hangs her body on any realer.
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Certainly I wished the best
to listen to. The dress made from silk. Trusting was awkward
you revere will come back tenfold upon you and lighten the
communication.
7.
dreams are reflections of inner dilemmas, how did those arise, from
Knowledge comes from what purported strike? From that which cleanses,
and let us knot say “heart” but tissue. Hopefully and helpfully I have
against is the cold, the dreary reign of the dead, etc., and tasteless
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and the counterpart of the gloomy depths.
ooze sap, blossoms and green twigs burst from the cracks. Whether or
8.
At this point, when Jack picked up the pussy willow branches, I said
they can’t possibly be ours for the taking, and smiled with dedication
to an older Con Edison man. The buildings were like the unexplored
And other non entities like that sort, producing flow that in its own
place has a good bed, stocked well with what can be called fleet-footed
between.
forgot to watch for the telltale visions that again might come from
every man views. If this was a possibility, the rays from every person
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converging pass through the state of shock to numbness to unity without
any mind at all, for this horror fits the cat on the stairs, between
the fifth and sixth rung. This is the way people glow and pulse similar
blocked on the way, although I turn back gladly, and will again swim
through for it is possible they do not kill, the sting’s compounded measure
is fear, and thus one not need join the broad expanse of human mouths
I reminded myself twice there were several stories that kept continuing
themselves. She ignored her face, blotched and red upon times, but
fuller. Did you forget to wax and wane? Her head was full of energy
brought forward and positively that what was said would turn the obvious
into color, but no sense. Sense was for the thinkers. Here the thinkers
forgot their word orders or sense; it was better to give them coffee,
foolish when I leaned forward and grasped his hand, with effort, and
his cloak slipped down over one shoulder as he shouted, which is the
way. And I followed for certainly no one would follow me. As the day
is cold and colder, and what comes out of the head is of its own sort and
nature. These words, like Nature, and Head, Thinking and Words,
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sections have reprimanded themselves by repetition. Light
possible that just to look was full of excitement and wonder, for
As when the mysteries were performed, the house then itself became
distilled with reason as the pots and pans were used apparently filled
with the stuff of continuity. The sorrow that each day sinks into the
infertile other side of day, where voice comes out of the dark, and
does its rituals. Memory has its own screen across the room to view
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the last hookers heading toward home
one by one
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the curtains of power, made little changes,
eyes entirely
cognizant
Blueberry Pancakes
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from a dustbowl American landscape
touching as we pass
each other,
four
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ladies in a garden.
Allen
so like you
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your book, that mugging poem they especially
of creation
of your death,
warrior poetics
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you were sitting on the floor
and returned
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and that we insist on buying and selling
is a terrorist act
"Are you locked down?" the ABC newsman asked Governor Pataki
In the air bristling with fear and hate, are we locked down?
it was our CIA who trained Osama bin Laden in the 80s,
and our arms dealers who backed Hussein? Are we locked down?
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The genuine desire for peace and freedom
let them stand for this: that we live in one world, a small one
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The hunters, gatherers, farmers, woodsmen
is Attica's graveyard
13987,5677,3429
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another country, armed men exacting
23B481, 22717
No praise or blame
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blind numbers over the hill.
Gregory
to see you
but to see
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Gregory
II
circle of men
what I did
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I knew you in: loving and ruthless
in crime, my Gregory
my friend
no sucede nada
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antiguo fuego se desliza dentro y fuera
de cada día
en su estremecimiento al ocaso
y marcharse ahora
y permanecer, el cuerpo
completamente.
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el cuello levantado contra la lluvia
o contra la intromisión
se fruncen en la distancia
dice, el loco
Christmas at Woodbourne
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Sodden cardboard manger
to Woodbourne Prison
Ramakrishna
connectedness is
inseparable
of grace.
excavating
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here, the yellow helmets you see are so many
ordinarily
Also.
early moments in
see you
wind.
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Con amor en los bolsillos
estoy de camino
a casa / un tren
nadie lo sabe
pero llegaré
el tren tambalea
MARGRET RANDALL
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Later you try to describe the place you escaped
craftspeople, potters,
worshippers of Quetzalcoatl:
something unspeakable,
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told her own near-death experience
unable to descend.
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I wonder if certain visitors to Auschwitz,
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loving our homeland with the passion
self respect and how to write their names in ink instead of blood,
of that crime
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our sisters and brothers (few were blond
and we began the long pain, the silent joy, the impossible
—Managua, 2/1982
in 1978.
radiant, whole
a London poet,
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in Morazan.
not death
—Managua, 1982
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March 6, 1982
A woman. Beginning.
at your 12 years.
At least that.
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All last week you preened before the mirror,
—Managua, 3/1982
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The latest in body armor leaves more amputees.
in our hands
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A thousand feet beneath the African veld,
Fear rises
of migratory birds
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and I toss bits of memory
of my generation.
frightened of home.
Words
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of wonder and release?
No word at all.
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Has poetry come to the end of the line or will we keep on
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hold a different weight in us,
or children’s loss
a different pain?
—worth a thousand—
memorizing itself
upon a future
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Them and us is not an answer
Other storylines
music’s history
whither in memory
he is detached,
in clear perspective,
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and utters his last sad words:
I matter.
of expectation:
farthest to right,
still urging
holistic solution.
of paltry choices
available at birth.
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surprised
Harmony enters
is replaced by risk.
of eyelids
and resignation
our first.
regiment of minutes
ticks along
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and only I see them.
and I fear
and fall,
and disappear
winter of 1845.
and language:
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how one sound hides within another,
with care.
A female word
brought together
of our lives.
as life as usual.
stops, shifts,
Cosas 1
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Dos bebieron de esta vasija, de sus afluentes contrarios,
en el Olduvai Gorge
de burocracia y cerveza
en versos tediosos
y estremecedores.
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aparecen hombres y mancebos
o amor simplemente?
de la cultura madre.
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objetos y lugares que atestiguan
Los guantes
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sostenido contra el frío
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y pasan de mano en mano.
Prólogo
en cualquier estación.
Llegaba a la justicia
antes de su hora,
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la explosión de mis palabra
o flotando en un ciber-nube.
antes de la meta.
un radio de la existencia
un calendario de esperanzas.
Es el 2018, y descubro
Pronto desapareceré
y la tierra
sus ritmos
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La mañana siguiente
lame sangre
de su Traje Nuevo.
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el adolescente homosexual, los jóvenes negros, la jovencita
quiere saber,
al miedo y a la rabia
en todo el mundo.
sin hogar.
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“Confía en mí” suena hueco en los labios del mentiroso.
amando, creando,
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Ahora su brillo negro azulado ha desaparecido,
—afrodisíaca, dicen—
no se quejará.
almohadillas de carne
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Llevar así el pasado
es un gran lastre,
cargado de sospecha
y parábolas vacías.
pero sabemos
y frío,
precioso en el recuerdo
de ese espejo
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la seguridad hipócrita de la excepción.
y me imagino un negocio
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Soluciones a corto plazo que se anuncien
junto a la caja:
Te esperan a la salida,
no escasea el engaño.
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Y los que venden una parte de ellos, ¿cómo podrán estar seguros
un costo trágico.
adelgazar y dispersarse
al cruzar el paralelo 17
agarrada de mi mano.
de compensar el impacto
a madres y hermanas
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Cuando los abandonamos
sobre el terreno.
la doblo prolijamente
de alambre en mi ropero.
ningún ojo
y se van,
a cuestionar su credibilidad
ni a descubrirlos mintiendo.
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pronuncia cada palabra
Desaparecido
antes de desplomarse
silencio ritual
del terciopelo
lastima la piel.
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el peso de la pérdida,
el asma
congelada en el tiempo
que quema
se esfumó de su vida
en el hueco de la palma,
un último sorbo
de la bombilla de plata,
o la promesa perversa,
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que te corta la cabeza
y otros criminales
responsables de tu suerte
y la de otros 30000,
amantes y trabajadores
canciones truncas
MARGE PERCY
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Blues luctuoso para Janis Joplin
haya partido
la sensación, la voluntad.
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de llamas
a la raza de hombres-ratas.
Personificaste el dolor
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y el pútrido aire de la ciudad
Respirar es bailar.
Muda y enteramente
de hueso y nervio,
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ajustada hasta la rodilla y el mismo labial rojo oscuro,
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de un peluquero desatado.
moderna:
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o se apasionan a pelo,
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Las mujeres fuertes pueden decir no.
Está empujando
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Una mujer fuerte es una mujer que sangra por dentro
Y la espalda la destroza.
Derecho a la vida
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Una mujer no es una canasta en la que escondes
es un derecho no negociable.
Canción Postrada
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con cabeza afelpada. De tu nariz
como la bruma sobre el calor del agua hasta que se hace lluvia.
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como si fueran tierra suelta, metiendo la nariz caliente
a los tumbos, buscando una salida del laberinto de los bojes altos
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Pero es. Y es. Y es. Amén.
Muñeca Barbie
y se las ofreció.
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una naricita respingada,
a desaparecer entre las sombras, a esperar como espera una trampa, a cazar.
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Vení, voy a enseñarte a bailar con tanta naturalidad
Con los bigotes hablo del miedo, y del orgullo con las garras.
empiezo a considerar
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a oponerme?
¿Cuánto puse
me pronuncié? ¿A quién
traté de movilizar? En
la mente y la retórica
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Más que suficiente
Promesas de invierno
que crecen como el tallo de Jack bajo los efectos del Viagra,
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grandes como ruedas de camión, las zinias que el hongo
El amigo
me van a tocar.
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no está limpio y tiene olor a sexo.
Te amo, me dijo.
me hace feliz.
de tu escritorio.
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como las ascuas después de que el fuego se amontona,
y también a tu amplitud.
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Acá está mi caja de crayones nuevos, a tus pies.
la centáurea.
como el Saga,
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El siete de oros
si en invierno se les brinda refugio y alimento a los pájaros que se comen los insectos,
Viví una vida que puedas tolerar: hacé el amor que sea amoroso.
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tendé la mano, seguí tendiendo la mano, incorporá,
DENISE LEVERTOV
rise, rise
open!
moss bed.
a form of comfort.
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To hear the multiple silence
To float, upheld,
as salt water
Swiftness of plunge,
O or Ah
uninterrupted, voice
many-stranded.
To breathe
Arcs
rage or joy?
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God's love for the world. Vast
flood of mercy
flung on resistance.
The 90 year
I've learned
as I used to.
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Yet, from within it, with how much gazing
When I look up
she is dozing.
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Brown gas-fog, white
that stumble
is trivial, an incident, a
will do but
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taste. No life
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No one discovers
light
advancing,
emblazoning
the dew
lingering,
scripture of
scintillas.
of mowers
grass of lawns,
cylinders of pesticide
poking at weeds,
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at moss in cracks of cement,
Banded by deep
oakshadow, airy
shadow of eucalyptus,
miner's lettuce,
tender, untasted,
luxuriant,
Fragile paradise.
....
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mauve,
tint of wisteria,
cloudless
....
and constantly
nevertheless
persists in beauty,
drinking light
or the shame?
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The sage
He never eats
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aren't really there.
Prospect of sky
Partial resemblance
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radiant in its emptiness,
what virtue
ingenious blindness.
Settling
Now I am given
a grey both heavy and chill. I've boasted I would not care,
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Grey is the price
Ishtar song
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Her great shining shines through me
She is a sow
shine
A time past
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those wooden steps
only in me:
sitting there with my friend and her little son who died,
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kon: The Harrowing Of Hell
La tercera dimensión
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Quién me creería
me abrieron
La sinceridad
no es tan simple:
no esconden el viento
murmuran?
La tercera dimensión
se esconde.
a mí el amor
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me partió en dos
y estoy
viva para
sinceramente:
las palabras
Hora de dormir
Tulipanes rojos
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abochornados de azul selvático
tulipanes
atiende
Nuestros cuerpos
rostros, e inocentemente
lo regordete de mi vientre, el
hueco de tu
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ingle, como una constelación,
juego y
sabia compasión
viene a darse
en ojos o pensativas
bocas.
Amo
la línea o surco
que desciende
a la cintura. Habla de
anhelo, de
distancia.
Tu larga espalda,
color de arena y
configuración de huesos,
dice
casi blanco
Al lector
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Mientras leés, un oso polar plácidamente
orina y tiñe
la nieve de azafrán;
pasando
Contrabando
nos arrojó del Paraíso. Lo que había que hacer con ese fruto
para después usarlo de a una pizca por vez, igual que un condimento.
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para formar una compacta nube que se fue endureciendo
La mente parpadeante
Al principio,
me escabullía sola
en lugares sagrados:
en todas direcciones.
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eludo tu presencia.
Ni un segundo mi mente
la sombra palpitante,
se mueve y cambia.
pensé que era una ráfaga de viento, que llegaba del mar a nuestro valle
inmóviles.
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Sin embargo el murmullo se acercaba –y sentí
Yo no estaba asustado,
Cargaba algo
provenía el murmullo.
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y detenido en mi primera sombra): era una ola que me empapó
se metió en mi corteza
desde el aire,
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de un viaje bajo tierra que soñaba emprender alguna vez,
y yo, que soy un árbol, entendí las palabras. ¡Ay! Parecía que mi áspera corteza
al que temen los árboles, y yo que soy un árbol, al calor de sus llamas me alegré.
hasta mi copa.
Era carbón.
algo
que enfriaría la llama de una vela, incluso mientras arde, dijo él.
Fue entonces,
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cambiándome, y creí que me desplomaría,
a abandonarme. Lentamente
un murmullo
de nuevo.
Y yo,
aterrorizado,
de sus profundidades.
dejaran de escucharse
ni viento, solamente
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el aire que agitaban nuestras ramas y troncos al moverse.
¡Pero la música!
Dificultosamente,
con un crujir
de hojas en respuesta,
Y aprendimos
a bailar.
llegamos a este sitio donde estamos ahora, a esta lomada con su bosque añoso
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Al alba, ya no estaba.
Seguimos esperándolo.
Lo derribaron, dicen,
Y dicen, además,
Pero siempre
Vemos más.
Y sentimos,
algo que alarga nuestras ramas y ensancha nuestra copa más allá.
Y la música.
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Eddie Mae The Cook Dreamed Sister Mary Ran Off With Allen Ginsberg
……………………………….she dreamed
……………………………….groaning night
Way back in the days when the grass was still green
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and the pond was still wet
And, under the trees there were big cats and deer
O how he wanted
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And with great belchy stinks and with great toxic spills
He looked.
And then . .
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at a time was too slow.
She snapped, "I'm the Lorax who speaks for the trees
No more can they hum, for their gills are all gummed.
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Well, I have a duty to stockholders (I want it all)
on biggering
and BIGGERING
and BIGGERING
and BIGGERING
of an axe on a tree.
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cleaning motel rooms & front yards
It's not.
I AM THE LORAX
In those days
words danced
at Soames Bar
Everson's Flats
this bench of
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Noyo River
to the woods
into them
Stop
purposive water
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to accompany their each
measure
Stop
going before
mastered
Stop
so lastly we know
movement
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played over and over and over
Hermana Madre
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mujeres caminando entre manzanos otoñales
la tanta quietud
RUTH WEISS
apuntes —— números
espejo —— memoria
la frente conocida
existe un punto
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del amor es posible
sobre la pared
¿y es un o el?
¿o es singularmente plural?
cómo colocar la s
acaso?
oh Maddie
un refugio
tirando de nosotros
destripado y descuartizado
en estaciones, elementos…
HETTIE JONES
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Porque he sido ella
En el bus
el bebé vomita
en el cuello de zorro
de su único abrigo
de la mano
y se dirige al metro
donde el crío
duerme
sobre su rodilla
y ella
ella misma
a través de la ventana
Permíteme
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ayudarla siempre
ser su amiga
Conductora temeraria
en pequeñas dosis
he aquí el dilema
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en él la solución:
y tan hombre
Alabanza
cajas
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But her father burned her skirt
Weather
My folder of poems
no clues as to whether
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sweet hint of growth
to be breathing.
deforme mi alma
y canta
y canta
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y canta
y canta
y canta
y canta
LENORE KANDEL
God/Love Poem
in my fingers
I caress you
I adore you
my finger-tips… my palms…
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/ I can recall nights among the honeysuckle
flesh to flesh
as mine to yours
sliding…sliding…
unbearably
your eyes…
are one.
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Coger con amor Fase I
como un árbol)
milagro milagro
(como un árbol)
Él se separa de mí y después
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No puedo mas que aullar
Hermoso
Krishna y Rhada
Encarnación carnal
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Yo soy un dios.animal, la coñodeidad sin mente
él.animal dios
La dulzura es INSOPORTABLE
Y nos transformamos
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A través de un flujo de energía
Nos TOCAMOS
DE NUEVO
La energía indescriptible
Casi insoportable
Trascendida
perfecto
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GRITANDO SU DELICIA al universo entero y más allá
Tú me lo has hecho
a mi
Mis dedos de los pies mis manos mi abdomen mis senos mis hombros mis ojos
Nos transformamos
La energía
Indescriptible
Casi insoportable
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No puedo estar satisfecha hasta que no hable con ángeles
tal vez de la misma forma en que las orugas exigen sus alas lepidópteras
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Los serafines y los querubines no están más
II
vamos buscando a tientas los fusiles y nos crecen tarjetas de crédito de las rodillas
paradas con las piernas abiertas con los esfínteres abiertos llorando espuma de jabón
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y clamando
el cañón mesiánico
la bomba pascual
libres de gérmenes
a los diez
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en un esfuerzo por que paren de ladrar
III
y a la cuenta de doce
y de plantas carnívoras
y en el transcurso de la búsqueda
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ellos negaron tanto a cristo como al gallo
IV
ritual de dios
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y nos enjuagamos la boca con el vino de anoche
ya nos sellamos los agujeros de los brazos con polvo y nos escupimos
viento amargo
ni siquiera a nosotras
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easy even to realize (with compassion)
but oh I am no christ
blessing my executioners
I am no buddha no saint
of faith illuminated
yet even so
Eros/Poema
¡Alabado sea el joven Eros que folla con todas las chicas!
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Sólo los dioses aman con tanta generosidad
por doquier
Enlightenment poem
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and melted gently into newer forms
fences loyalty
infinite perceptions
I remember
Hard-core love
and into the vision of your eyes and I see you and you’re an animal
and I see you and you’re divine and I see you and you’re a divine animal
the divine is not separate from the beast; it is the total creature that
transcends itself
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you are that messiah waiting to be born again into awareness
Invocación y PAYASOS
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y niñas que montan a pelo ...
hermosas niñas, desnuda excepto por las botas y se guantes de plata su largo cabello flotando detrás de ellos
en una onda de luz
todos de ellos montando caballos blancos como la niebla con ojos de zafiro
llameante
el presentador acepta
Para mostrarlo!
todos los animales contiene tu Dios, todos los dioses son sueños
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LET THE BEAST PISO !!!
DISPLAY OFF!
DISPLAY OFF!
kilogramos, puede
pies, baila en el
DISPLAY OFF!
ACEPTAR LA CRIATURA
Y OBTENER LA DANZA!
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