Classic and Contemporary Poets

PAUL ANTSCHEL

Poems found: 376

...NOR ANY KIND OF

BOOMERANG ON BREATH...

READING BRANCH, JUST ONE

ACROSS THE HILLTOPS

ALL THOSE SLEEP SHAPES, CRYSTALLINE

EAR, SEVERED, LISTENS

EYE, CUT IN STRIPS

AND FORCE AND PAIN

AND POWER AND PAIN

AS LOUD COLORS, HEAPED UP

AT HIGH NOON, IN

ATTACHED TO OUT-CAST

AUDIO-VISUAL VESTIGES IN

BECAUSE YOU FOUND THE SHARD OF NEED

BECAUSE YOU FOUND THE WOE-SHARD , FR. THREADSUNS

BEHIND THE CHARCOAL SURFACES OF SLEEP

BROKEN DOWN TABOOS

CHANCE HAVING BEEN RIGGED...

CHANCE IS CHEAT

CHITIN SUNLINGS

CHOIRS OF SILVER

COINCIDENCE STAGED, THE SIGNS ALL

COME, WE ARE CUTTING OUT

CRACKPOTS, DECOMPOSING

DAY FREED FROM DEMONS

DEBRIS OF SLEEP

DEW. AND I LAY WITH YOU, THEE, IN THE RUBBLE ,FR.THREADSUNS

DOLL STONEBREAK

DON'T SIGN YOUR NAME

DRAPE THE WORDCAVES

ETCHED AWAY BY THE / RADIANT WIND OF YOUR SPEECH

ETCHED AWAY FROM

ETERNITIES DEAD

ETERNITIES SWEPT

ETERNITY GETS OLDER: AT

EYES / SHINING WITH RAIN THAT POURED DOWN

EYESHOT'S ISLAND, BROKEN

FLOATED DOWN BLACKWATER RAPIDS

FOUR ELLS OF EARTH

FREE OF DROSS, FREE OF DROSS

FROM FISTS WHITE WITH THE TRUTH

FROM THE FOUR-FINGER-FURROW

GO BACK AND ADD UP

GO BLIND AT ONCE, TODAY

GRAY-WHITE OF SHEER

GROWTH IN THE NECK

HALF-MANTLED, MASK

HE WHO TEARS HIS HEART OUT OF HIS BREAST AT NIGHT

HERE ARE THE INDUSTRIOUS

HOTHOUSE OF AN ASYLUM

HOW LOW COULD IT GO, MY ONCE-IMMORTAL WORD

HUSH, YOU HAG, AND FERRY ME ACROSS THE RAPIDS

HUSKS OF THE FINITE, STRETCHABLE

I GAVE A CHANCE

I KNOW YOU: YOU'RE THE ONE WHO'S BENT SO LOW

IN THE EVERLASTING SHAFT

IN THE MOST REMOTE OF

IT HAS COME THE TIME , FR. THREADSUNS

IT IS NO LONGER / THAT HEAVINESS

IT'S LATE. A SPONGY FETISH

JUST THINK: THE PEATBOG SOLDIER OF MASADA?

LANDINWARDS, HITHER

LANDSCAPE WITH URN BEINGS

LAVISH MESSAGE , FR. THREADSUNS

LICHTENBERG'S HEIR

LILAC TWILIGHT DAUBED WITH YELLOW WINDOWS

LINE THE WORDCAVES , FR. THREADSUNS

LIPS, ERECTILE TISSUE OF THE YOU-NIGHT , FR. THREADSUNS

LIPS, ERECTILE TISSUE

NAKED UNDER DEATH LEAVES

NARROW-WOOD DAY UNDER A RETINERVED SKY-LEAF

NEAR, IN THE AORTIC ARCH , FR. THREADSUNS

NEAR, IN THE ARCH OF THE AORTA

NEXT-DOOR-NEIGHBOR NIGHT

NIGHTSOURCES, DISTANT

NO MORE SAND ART, NO SAND BOOK, NO MASTERS

NOISEMAKERS SHOOT INTO THE LIGHT: IT'S THE TRUTH

NOWHERE, WITH ITS SILKEN VEIL

O LITTLE ROOT OF A DREAM

OFF THE SINKING WHALEBROW

OILY STILL , FR. THREADSUNS

ON A RAINED OUT TRACK

ON THE RAINSOAKED RUTTED ROAD, SILENCE

OPEN GLOTTIS, AIR FLOW

OUT OF ANGEL FLESH, ON

OUT OF ANGEL SUBSTANCE...

OUT OF ANGEL-MATTER, ON THE DAY , FR. THREADSUNS

OUT OF ANGELSTUFF

OVER GLOW- AND MOW-WINE

PALE-VOICED, FLAYED

PARTICLES, PATRIARCHS, BURIED

PATHS IN THE SHADOW-BREAK

PILGRIM RAMPAGES

PROFUSE ANNOUNCEMENT

RAISED BOG, IN THE SHAPE OF

RING NARROWING DAY UNDER

SCARED BY LIGHTNING

SHE OF THE FRECKLED FAREWELLS

SILENCE, FERRYHAG, STEER ME THROUGH THE RAPIDS

SINGABLE REMAINDER - TRACE

SLEEP-PIECES, WEDGES

SMALL-TIME ETERNITIES

SOMETHING DARK / RESEMBLING A HAND

SOUL-BLIND BEHIND THE ASHES

SOUL-BLIND, BEHIND THE ASHES

SPASMS, I LOVE YOU, PSALMS

STANDING, IN THE SHADOW

STONE OF INCEST, ROLLED AWAY

AURAL APPARATUS DRIVES A FLOWER

BRIGHT STONES MOVE THROUGH THE AIR, BRIGHT

BROKEN-DOWN TABOOS

CABLES HAVE ALREADY BEEN LAID

CHIMNEY-SWALLOW, SISTER

DARK INOCULATION

EXCAVATED HEART

EXCAVATED HEART

FREE-BLOWN LIGHTCROP , FR. THREADSUNS

FREEBLOWN LAMPSEED

GOLFBALL GROWTH

HIGHWORLD--LOST, THE DELUSION-RIDE, THE DAY-RIDE

HOURGLASS BURIED

IMPERATIVE PEAL

ISLAND OF THE VISIBLE...

LONG DISCOVERED

MUTTEING , FR. THREADSUNS

NOTHINGNESS, FOR THE

OUNCE OF TRUTH IN THE DEPTHS OF DELUSION

ROPES, SALT-WATER-CLAMMY: , FR. THREADSUNS

ROPES, STIFF WITH SALT WATER

SIGHT OF THE SONGBIRDS AT DUSK

SPLINTERING ECHO, DARKENED

TRACK OF A BITE

THERE WAS EARTH INSIDE THEM, AND

THERE WILL BE SOMETHING, LATER

THIS DAY, ROLLED OUT , FR. THREADSUNS

THREADSUNS / OVER THE GRAYBLACK WASTENESS

THROW THE SUNYEAR, TO WHICH YOU CLING , FR. THREADSUNS

TO ONE WHO STOOD OUTSIDE THE DOOR, ONE

TO SPEAK WITH THE BLIND ALLEYS

TRUTH, ROPED TO

TURN BLIND THIS VERY DAY

UPHOLSTER THE WORD-HOLLOWS

VINEGROWERS DIG UP

VOICES, SCORED INTO

WALLS OF SPEECH, SPACE INWARDS

WE ALWAYS FIND OURSELVES

WEBS BETWEEN THE WORDS

WET FROM THE WORLD

WHEN I DON'T KNOW, DON'T KNOW

WHEN I DON'T KNOW, WHEN I DON'T KNOW

WHEN YOU LIE IN

WHERE THE WORD, THAT WAS UNDYING, FELL

WHERE? / AT NIGHT IN CRUMBLING ROCKMASS

WHITE NOISES, BUNDLED

WHITE, WHITE, WHITE

WHO STOOD THAT ROUND?

WINDFIELD BOUND FOR WINTER: THIS

WINTERED-ON WINDFIELD: HERE

WITH THE PERSECUTED IN LATE

WITH WINE AND BEING LOST, WITH

WITHOUT. A QUINCE-YELLOW SHRED

YOU BE LIKE YOU

YOU BLACK, BLACK / EARTH, MOTHER

YOU FORGET YOU FORGET

YOU WITH THE DARK SLINGSHOT

YOU WITH THE DARK SLINGSHOT...

YOU WITH THE , FR. THREADSUNS

YOUR EYES INARMED

YOUR HEART MANHOLED

(BLINDED BY GIANT LEAPS)

(FRAGMENT FROM AN UNFINISHED POEM)

LEAF, TREELESS FOR BERTOLT BRECHT

BRAYING TUMBIA PRAYERS

CHANSON OF A LADY IN THE SHADE

COMMENTARY OF THE FALSE NUMBERS - 3,4

DECIMALE BLANCHE, SELS.

FRANKFURT, SEPTEMBER

FRANKFURT, SEPTEMBER

I HEAR THAT THE AXE HAS FLOWERED

I. (RAFAEL CAME BY, THE NIGHT BEFORE THE DEPORTATIONS)

II. (WITHOUT BANISTER)

III. (MAYBE ONE DAY)

IN MEMORIAM PAUL ELUARD

INHABITED-UNHABITED

INTO THE RIVERS

IRISH, FR. THREADSUNS

IV. (AGAIN I SUSPENDED THE BIG WHITE UMBRELLAS)

LA CONTRESCARPE

LYON, LES ARCHERS

LYON, LES ARCHERS

MATIERE DE BRETAGNE

MATIERE DE BRETAGNE

OVER THREE NIPPLE-STONES

PAIN THE SYLLABLE

PAIN, THE SYLLABLE

PLASHES THE FOUNTAIN

POEM FOR MARIANA'S SHADOW

POWERS, DOMINIONS

PROVERB ON THE WALL

ROMANIAN PROSE POEMS

MERIDIAN SPEECH, SELS.

THERE WAS EARTH INSIDE THEM, AND THEY DUG

THREADSUNS, SELS.

THREESOME, FOURSOME

V. (ONE MIGHT THINK)

VI. (THE MOMENT FINALLY ARRIVED)

VII. (PARTISAN OF EROTIC ABSOLUTISM)

VIII. (THERE WERE NIGHTS)

WHOSE ROUND WAS THIS?

WITH A CHANGING KEY

YEARS FROM YOU TO ME

YOUR HAND FULL OF HOURS

YOUR SEALS ALL BROKEN? NEVER

ZEITGEHOFT, SELS.

ZURICH, THE STORK INN

ZURICH, ZUM STORCHEN; FOR NELLY SACHS

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