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Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Searching... Author: ESHLEMAN, CLAYTON Matches Found: 417 Eshleman, Clayton Poet's Biography 417 poems available by this author 1802 BLAKE BUTTS LETTER VARIATION First Line: Saturday noon iwalked out of my house 1906. MAURICE TUCHMAN WRITES: 'TWO OF HIS OLDER BROTHERS CON Last Line: Wind as porous disturbance pointillistically dispersing the coagu- %lated smoke that was life 30-OCT-94 Last Line: Drafting her battle, like I once drew her bath 9:50 AM, JUNE 1. I'M OUT IN THE WORLD, PLACED IN A METHODIST Last Line: Ascendant venus, perpetually puckered up inside for that first nipple of light ABANDON HERE ALL YE WHO ENTER HOPE ABRI DU CRO-MAGNON WAS EARLIER ABRI DU First Line: Cramagnon, emphasizing the craw %off the site Last Line: I translate as: big hole man ADHESIVE LOVE, SELS. First Line: Embracing, fervently embracing, in the embrace itself the bud of AFFIRMATION'S WAKE First Line: The world is charged with the havoc of man' Last Line: Sucking through her mother air AFTER PINDAR First Line: The siberian greco-roman wrestler Last Line: Autumn sings, in singe with winter's fangs Subject(s): Pindar (522-440 B.c.) AGAIN THE TOMBSTONES BREAK FROM THEIR HUDDLE AND LINE UP ALEISTER CROWLEY AND LATER, KENNETH GRANT, SOUGHT TO HANG THE Last Line: That occasionally opens just a crack in orgasm ALL THE ONLY ONE First Line: The anguish of giving birth to warriors Last Line: Shimmers we use like fans to disguise our fangs AMAZING TO BE THIS BIPEDAL JUGGERNAUT Last Line: In frankenstein to the lightning of the shamans AMERICAN SUBLIME First Line: For your father' he said AMPHIMIXIS First Line: Deep in the body wilderness Last Line: At which your whole life %tugs AN ENIGMATIC SIGNIFIER Recitation by Author Subject(s): Mothers; Cats AND JUST WHAT ARE YOU UP TO NOW, DEMANDED MOTHER. WELL, I'M Last Line: Trick, dashed my doodle! AND THE NUDE WITH LITTLE DRAWERS? Last Line: Dali as christ, %surrounded by mocking tourists ANIMALS OUT OF THE SNOW First Line: Caryl and I were visiting the young poet stephen smith Last Line: Spread-eagled in nighty, sleeping soundly ANTINOMIAN WINDOWS First Line: I fear a louse of phantasmagorical energy Last Line: Shield against which men have crushed the underworld Variant Title(s): Under Louse Arres ANYWAY YOU FLAKE IT Last Line: Bacteria %are %breathing us %alive APOTHEOSIS First Line: Where clouds %temple the horizon, realms of whitened ARIADNE'S REUNION First Line: I was called out into the forest to box ARTAUD IN A PHONE BOOTH Last Line: The booth filling with artaudanola blood AS I STOPPED TO SLIDE THE SALMON IN TO BAKE Last Line: The redbud %its wreath AS SHE RECEDES, LIVING STILL Last Line: It is our only refuge AS SHE RISES, OR SEEMS TO HOLD Last Line: In its bark helmet, the serpentine AT LABASTIDE First Line: We were without a key, and it was pouring as we sloshed Last Line: Stretches in mind in minotaur embrace AT THE CLEVELAND MUSEUM OF ART First Line: A woman pulling all her irritation through her tongue AT THE HEARTH OF ARGUMENT First Line: Mother %smell the timbre of symphonies Last Line: Feel my threadbare self %replacing him AT THE HINGE OF CREATION Last Line: Visionary semen issues from his brush AT THE LOCKS OF INFINITY First Line: When I generalize my mind, any one or thing is a mine to be explored Last Line: A main at the locks of infinity. Between black cracks the numbers shine! AT THE SPEED OF WINE First Line: The balloon glass, the swirl AT XOCHICALCO First Line: #name? Last Line: A spider the size of a field mouse digesting a hummingbird %while it whirrs ATMOSPHERE, LES EYZIES First Line: Lazy pin-ball machine of bird sound balls Last Line: About which unknowingness drinks AURIGNACIANS HAVE THE FLOOR First Line: Now I subtract myself from the industrial AUTO First Line: My name is charles bernstein BACK OF MY HEAD IS HOLLOW Last Line: Nora ash %the possessive disappears BAPTISM OF DESIRE First Line: Starting in again, a glass of cold water I BARCAROLE First Line: This evening the sky over les eyzies Last Line: Pure loss pours through. I'm home BASHIO THRILL OF SETTING FORTH Last Line: With x-ray screens in the gods' octopodal eyes BASHO THRILL OF SETTING FORTH Last Line: The x-ray screens in the gods' octopodal eyes BASRA HIGHWAY First Line: I can't get out of my embrace Last Line: Can't get this briar word through my urethra BEFORE THE WALL Poem Text First Line: Unless you attack what is wrong, in you, and in your world BEHEADING First Line: Caravaggio suddenly appeared in the biblically Last Line: He is always present as the ghost of the above BELOVED (THE FILM) Last Line: I cannot be reached BEYOND REPAIR,' SHE SAID Last Line: She wants all life to reign. Pile. And scour BEYOND THE SHADOW, DOUBT. WITHOUT A SHADOW, NO DOUBT Last Line: Of doubt. Without the great test of doubt, we are the shadow BILL First Line: The waiter arrive, with their byzantine platters BILL First Line: The waiters arrive, ... BISON KEYBOARD First Line: Onto the keyboard of a concert grand bud powell shot his fingers BISON OF REDBUD LEAVES STUTTERING IN TORRID 5 PM SUN. GHOST Last Line: Train platform taking out bison metaphor by metaphor BLOODMARE First Line: And where might I find, within or without Last Line: The anti-greed to let the lived-before %undergo an acid bath BLOODROCK First Line: If they wonder why I write of menstruation Last Line: Swerve, her turn within and to me BLUE ZONE Poem Text Recitation by Author First Line: Ann's ocean was above her head this afternoon Subject(s): Blue (color) BLUES Poem Text First Line: Convexcavatious day Subject(s): Blues (mood); Concentration Camps BLUES FOR BYZANTIUM Poem Text First Line: Clangs of yeats like blues Subject(s): Music & Musicians; Yeats, William Butler (1865-1939) BLUES FOR BYZANTIUM First Line: Clangs of yeats like blues Last Line: - the killed-out image hovering, %archangelic toy in late air BOOK OF YORUNOMADO First Line: Over coffee, alone BOTTOMLESSNESS OF THE ADVENTURE AND Last Line: Blue tongue from which I am cut BRATTLEBORO VT: SHINY SCARLET IVY WITH DARK RED METHODIST BRICK Last Line: Magma. Men should praise woman's liminal, bronze red bake, ever %molting, ever still BRECCIA CRECHE First Line: In this dream, the wraith Last Line: Touched by our tool-embedded hands BRIDGE AT THE MAYAN PASS First Line: Five nights stone BROWN STUDY First Line: Lying in bed, late at night, feeling her otherness Last Line: To experience difference as equality BROWN THRASHER First Line: The glass breaking in the treetop BUD POWELL, 1925-1966 First Line: The notice, dead at 41, kings county hospital, reached me at 20 when Subject(s): Jazz; Music & Musicians BUD POWELL, 1925-1966 First Line: The notice, dead at 41, kings county hospital, reached me at 20 when Last Line: When it was needed, shoveled in earth Subject(s): Jazz; Music And Musicians CARRION GOSSIP First Line: Turning on the spit, dream basted Last Line: In the backs of people! We will never meet CEMETERIES OF PARADISE Poem Text Recitation by Author First Line: Said to caryl at day's end, this is home CEMETERIES OF PARADISE First Line: Said to caryl at day's end: this is home Last Line: Negation, with swaying wordflora, %the alpha veil still refuses to unravel CEMPASUCHIL First Line: Odysseus' ofrenda Last Line: Protected by barbed-wire CHAOS OF THE WISE First Line: Why this yearning to travel Last Line: For a sensation of life wedded to its origin CHATEAU L'HERM First Line: Rorschach-patterned as if the word chateau CHILDREN OF THE MONOSYLLABLE First Line: I saw a fist %gripping a streaming CHILDREN OF THE MONOSYLLABLE First Line: I saw a fist CHINESE MOUNTAINS DOWNED IN MOSS Last Line: Creative life as punctuation to nature's calligraphic brambles CHROMATIC LEVERS First Line: As alcohol turns pleasure to a sudden vex CLUTCHES First Line: At skhul, a man died clutching the mandible of a wild boar Last Line: Told me, clutching an issue of sulfur COGOLLO First Line: Driving back from your reading at irvine COLOR RAKE OF TIME First Line: I dreamed that all artists were friends COMMARQUE First Line: Why is it ruins are so compelling CONCERNING YOUR JUMPING BEAN STATUS,' MY MOTHER CONTINUED Last Line: Pummeling self-purged semen into sidereal sunyata CONSTRICTOR First Line: The old boy's club of the bad in cog with the old boy's club of the good Last Line: Alley abortion room with eight feet of her intestines in a paper sack CONVERSATION PIECE First Line: Pardon me, robert browning, for some time I've wanted to Last Line: And heifer eve hump entranced before a writhing chef d'orche COOKING Poem Text First Line: I slide down like a fireman into a cauldron-shaped machine Subject(s): Food & Eating; Poetry & Poets COOKING First Line: I slide down like a fireman into a cauldron-shaped machine Last Line: Is the delicious thrust and realization COOL GREY SEPTEMBER FLOW THROUGH THE CHESTNUTS, LEAF FLUTTER SO Last Line: Human, giacometti-wrapped in erasure, restarts, and retreats? COPROATAVISM First Line: I rose up in the night, shat COPULATION'S DEPTH Last Line: Blood's blossom %set in cream CORMAN First Line: Wild seas (ya %to dado shoring up Last Line: Into rock absorbing %cicada sounds COUGNAC, 2007 Poem Text First Line: The mutilated man shall mount the mammoth, Subject(s): Caves; Caverns CREATION First Line: I raise for you CROCUS BUD First Line: The vise of jung thrills me less than spider CRONE First Line: I had tried to keep her balled up CROSS SECTION OF THE INCARNATION First Line: Christ's ear fermented in van gogh's absinthe Last Line: Packed, sprints, in place, toward us DARGER First Line: Facing darger 34 floors below %can I reach his station? Last Line: Radiant sweetness emptied by shot-gun into dot-eyed zombies DE KEENING'S WOMAN: 1 First Line: Is the first in a series, probably not Last Line: Which somehow spins the web of life.' DE KOONING'S EXCAVATION First Line: To be in the stroke Last Line: Chockablock in adam's pooped huitzilopochtlian sneer DE KOONING'S EXCAVATION: 1 First Line: To be in the stroke %to be a 'slipping glimpser' Last Line: It invites us to set the primal scene on fire DE KOONING'S EXCAVATION: 2 First Line: Tectiformic anchor sunk in airless kinetic duress Last Line: Chockablock in adam's pooped huitzilopochtlian sneer DE KOONING'S FEBRUARY First Line: The observational, %vanished, figures emerge Last Line: A congo ghost (and now I see both eyes %goat-like, pleading %adorned and bladed DE KOONING'S WOMAN I Poem Text First Line: Is the first in a series, probably not Subject(s): De Kooning, Willem (1904-1997); Paintings & Painters DEATH OF BILL EVANS First Line: Three inch caramel-colored field slug DEATH OF GOD SURE TAKES A LONG TIME TO FAIL DEATHLESS SIBYL, YOU APPEAR TO ME AS AN ANCIENT FOETAL CANARY. I Last Line: Your crucial remove DEBRIS First Line: It was crucial to see that my face in water Last Line: Dipped in liquid gold DEEDS DONE AND SUFFERED BY LIGHT First Line: One can glimpse apollo in the door of each thing Last Line: Is the rich, black music in mother's tit DELECTABLE ATMOSPHERE OF A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM Last Line: Caper red onion butter. A ulyssean homecoming everytime I step %out of the shower DERRIDA LIKE A VIRUS IN ARTAUD'S TEXTS, AUTOCATALYTICALLY SPREADING Last Line: Did, to view the appearance of a 'holy man' on hotel artaud's %shit-smeared balcony DIAGONAL First Line: You walk away across DICKINSON ON THE CUPULES GOUGED IN A BURIAL SLAB AT LA FERRASSIE Last Line: Makes that ferocious room %a home DIRTINESS OF DEATH Last Line: Must poetry become infected to truly live? DOES SOUTINE, STARING AT A HANGING RABBIT, RELEASE SOME OF HIS OWN Last Line: Through the waves of a semen-cream drape DOUBLE PELICAN First Line: I dip my spout into your sex Last Line: Tentacles of human coherence DRAGON RAT TAIL First Line: Where my hope, naive EACH STANDS ALONE ON THE HEART OF THE EARTH Last Line: All at once %evening. %(quasimodo EL MOZOTE First Line: Lieutenant colonel domingo monterrosa Last Line: Rufina amaya marquez, el mozote's only witness! EMERGENCE First Line: Anna della EMILY: WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING IN MY HOPSCOTCH? Last Line: Close enough to paradise to learn that he could not get in EQUAL TIME First Line: Somehow it seems wrong EVOCATION I First Line: I walk in a fury EXCAVATION OF ARTAUD First Line: Shaman of obsession - I said at his tomb EXILES First Line: Wreaths of wild chrysanthemums Last Line: Each swimming its own way FACELESS LAUSSEL RAISES HER BLOOD-FILLED VAGINAL HORN Last Line: Drink from your own eyes FANTASIA ON OLSON'S ULLIKUMMI First Line: What were the ideas at 4000 bc FIRST TRIP TO KYOTO, JANUARY 1962; HAVING PULLED AWAY FROM THE Last Line: It was here, at this moment, I began my own transformation FIVE POEMS FROM 'FROM SCRATCH': 1. REVERBERATIONS First Line: Our journey had ceased to advance Last Line: The matrix springs of night Variant Title(s): Reverberation FIVE POEMS FROM 'FROM SCRATCH': 2. AFTER READING ACKROYD First Line: There is no place in which imagination Last Line: Ancestral bellows pumped through him may end here Variant Title(s): After Reading Ackroyd's Blak FIVE POEMS FROM 'FROM SCRATCH': 3. HELMET First Line: Last night I saw my face ub my penis's head Last Line: This womb this bell Subject(s): Poetry And Poets FIVE POEMS FROM 'FROM SCRATCH': 4 First Line: Scarletherine ivy grappled to methodist (menstrous) brick Subject(s): Poetry And Poets FIVE POEMS FROM 'FROM SCRATCH': 5. UNLEAVING First Line: I threw myself on the half-strewn ground Last Line: The snow to come, its lees Variant Title(s): Unleavin Subject(s): Poetry And Poets FOO TO THE INFINITE Poem Text First Line: Play vanilla,' lester young is said Last Line: "play vanilla, I say to him, and he to me: ""play dead." Subject(s): Jazz; Music & Musicians; Young, Lester ('prez') (1909-1959) FRACTURE First Line: The crutch you hand to another FREEING THE MOMENT FROM THE HOUR, YOUR FACE Last Line: A raindrop in thunder's waste immensity FRIENDSHIP First Line: Koki, I keep looking at you Last Line: As you responded to so many FROM THE GLASS WALL OF LISITA RESTAURANT, NIMES, NOVEMBER Last Line: To travel and feel ok about dining within the shadow gore %of the amphitheatre GALACTITE First Line: A great earth mother lived in her angry cuban body GARGOYLALIA POURING FROM THE GARGOYLE'S SNOUT CAN ALSO BE Last Line: Sensed in the unicorn's eyes GISANTS First Line: In nantes, francois ii curbed GIVERNY First Line: Nasturtium surplus. %water curls and lilies Last Line: A few roses trellis overhead. %mucilaginous quince GODS BURIED IN THEIR BURDENS LABOR EACH DAY TO DIE INTO THE DESIGN GORGEOUS GEORGE COMES POUNDING DOWN THE BEACH First Line: On the san diego freeway Last Line: Shaped diners and saber-tooth perfume! GRAND CASCADE First Line: Out of the mother %urn the now ending Last Line: You place in my hand every time you speak GRETNA GREEN First Line: I saw the beast Last Line: No way we're going to get out %- but we did!' GROUND First Line: Is it possible that language wears through Last Line: All under leveling sea winds, gesticulates %asway GUARDIAN First Line: Then I dreamed my way to henry miller GUYTON PLACE First Line: Are we here only to throw away GUYTON PLACE First Line: Is it our work to push doghouses, jeans Last Line: All things in babel on earth's multifoliate cross HADES IN MANGANESE First Line: Today I'd like to climb the difference Last Line: Delivered dark paleolithic dimension HAMILL First Line: How wild the sea is Last Line: A single cacada's cry %sinking into stone HARDBALL Poem Text First Line: I see the raped and beaten black body Subject(s): Racism; Racial Prejudice; Bigotry HARDBALL First Line: I see the raped and beaten black body Last Line: All those fleas we never wanted to name HARDON, SEVERED Last Line: The hydra-hydrant gong HART CRANE DRANK TO SPLIT OPEN THE AYAHUASCA CANTALOUP HE Last Line: Reading their interiors for signs - of the divine? HOMUNCULA (BY HORRAH PORNOFF): 1 First Line: Whose feathers do Last Line: Banded with a name HOMUNCULA (BY HORRAH PORNOFF): 10 First Line: Trying to open the other Last Line: Trying to gag my skull HOMUNCULA (BY HORRAH PORNOFF): 11 First Line: And if after so many gods Last Line: To dump in life untouched HOMUNCULA (BY HORRAH PORNOFF): 12 First Line: Under death Last Line: You are my seed HOMUNCULA (BY HORRAH PORNOFF): 13 First Line: Being pulls Last Line: The masculine hardware HOMUNCULA (BY HORRAH PORNOFF): 14 First Line: To feel the earth's curve Last Line: Laminating their lamentations HOMUNCULA (BY HORRAH PORNOFF): 15 First Line: X hs invied me to lunch today Last Line: I am brassiered in, bewildered by so much in my hymn HOMUNCULA (BY HORRAH PORNOFF): 16 First Line: The office, filled with chinese laughter Last Line: Of the world greyhound station HOMUNCULA (BY HORRAH PORNOFF): 17 First Line: Tehuana frida by victorian horrah Last Line: Your insolent courage forced surrealism to frame your honest HOMUNCULA (BY HORRAH PORNOFF): 18 First Line: The glisten on sunset at 7 Last Line: With brickbats approaching the incubators HOMUNCULA (BY HORRAH PORNOFF): 19 First Line: Compressed charwoman -- I said to a fire hydrant Last Line: In deathrow to an alarm HOMUNCULA (BY HORRAH PORNOFF): 2 First Line: Shit %we sisters never had a table Last Line: For us to equal thee HOMUNCULA (BY HORRAH PORNOFF): 20 First Line: To hear the 'dess' in goddess Last Line: Lip-clenched %hornet HOMUNCULA (BY HORRAH PORNOFF): 21 First Line: I am surrounded by laughter Last Line: Penetrates my vertical assumption of the crown HOMUNCULA (BY HORRAH PORNOFF): 22 First Line: Two skeletons interdangle my own Last Line: More accurately defined HOMUNCULA (BY HORRAH PORNOFF): 23 First Line: Eternity is the greatest consumer Last Line: He will screw back in all my treasures HOMUNCULA (BY HORRAH PORNOFF): 24 First Line: Last night I had incarnation for dinner Last Line: Birthday gift -- for the infinite HOMUNCULA (BY HORRAH PORNOFF): 25 First Line: Groupie to a holy grail Last Line: I'll be my own fork, meal, and stove HOMUNCULA (BY HORRAH PORNOFF): 26 First Line: This is the savannah on which I worked Last Line: The gravity of its hole %pullulation HOMUNCULA (BY HORRAH PORNOFF): 3 First Line: I live in the sky Last Line: Kaleidoscope of nays HOMUNCULA (BY HORRAH PORNOFF): 4 First Line: To be an udder dripping in the lie Last Line: A supporting beam in the tomb of m HOMUNCULA (BY HORRAH PORNOFF): 5 First Line: To the extent that I am injected Last Line: I should say, I do -- I marry that suffering here HOMUNCULA (BY HORRAH PORNOFF): 6 First Line: To listen to each menstrual Last Line: Jewish, trench aware, sun and moon expectant HOMUNCULA (BY HORRAH PORNOFF): 7 First Line: When poetry actually occurs Last Line: I am handed out, homuncula HOMUNCULA (BY HORRAH PORNOFF): 8 First Line: I am my father's only unborn daughter Last Line: Is doodling with the fumes HOMUNCULA (BY HORRAH PORNOFF): 9 First Line: I came upon my mother, an unborn child Last Line: Is my eaten-out navel in my hand unravelling HORIZON THAT DOESN'T GO AWAY First Line: Wind in the chestnuts Last Line: You must eat all my corpses HOUSE WARMING First Line: Bei dao's upturned, spectacled face Last Line: One could return %transcendence HUMBABA First Line: The man whose face is composed of entrails Last Line: Humbaba is the middle wall I AWAKE AT 5 AM SEEING A SERBIAN BAYONET Last Line: The rootedness remains here, %no word is fully said I AWAKE AT 5 AM SEEING A SERBIAN BAYONET Last Line: No word is fully said I BLENDED ROSE First Line: The man who constellates dionysus has entered I CONTINUE TO BE HAUNTED BY THE IMAGE OF A HETEROSEXUAL MAN WITH Last Line: Image of man' ever disappear and take his actuality with him? I DECIDED THAT I KNEW NO MORE THAN ONE PERCENT OF EXISTENCE. I Last Line: Lost, having created, in effect, two book ends to mask my %encyclopedic ignorance? I MET A MAN WHO TOLD ME EVERYTHING ABOUT A MAN. AS HE Last Line: Man was a sunday outing I WRITE BELOW Last Line: And keep alive %a fertile queen I, FREIDRICH SCHRODER-SONNENSTERN First Line: Must confess that while I am male Last Line: A weight-lifter spider in a fly-infested tomb! IF I WERE JOHN HEARTFIELD Last Line: Phanomatic caterpillar body soft as dark red smoke IMAGINATION, A HORSE ENWEBBED IN A SEA WALL OF MOVING Last Line: The trenchancy of the abyssal pour IMMERSION First Line: Night covered erection %still unavailable upon waking Last Line: No longer pulling the spider sutures %brambling into my clause IN 1919, IN CERET, WHERE LANDSCAPE Last Line: Get to be king of the hill IN BEING SURROUNDED BY Last Line: In that blackness where conjoined parents %are molecules IN THE BEGINNING WAS TOUCH, WALLS EVERYWHERE, SIGNED BY Last Line: Hispanola, on which I locate my lai IN THE FLESH MAUVE OF DAWN Last Line: Sighted in life line talus IN THE FLESH OF THE BLUE SKY SWALLOWS SQUEAK LIKE WORMS Last Line: Being, for 30,000 years, you've never been without stake IN THE NOT TOO DISTANT FUTURE, CIVILIZATION WILL CONSIST OF DISNEY Last Line: Like archipelagos populated by entertainers, tourists, and refugees INDETERMINATE, OPEN First Line: A dorsocaudad line %hovering %a ventral line Last Line: The other an overturned vulva, %mouthless and %crossed out INDIANA IN THE NIGHT SKY First Line: Again! Before the podium, the mass of yellow sheets Last Line: Effacing my remarks, restoring its mother purity INFANTS WHO, UNLIKE AUSTRALOPITHECUS Last Line: From the jaws of dinofelis barlowii? INN OF SOMEWHERE First Line: When wame marsh stepped into a dream Last Line: The metal of your ax burned into your lowing INSIDE CARYLS LEFT SHOULDER Recitation by Author Subject(s): Surgery INTENTION First Line: To write %as a sculptor carves, cutting a way to the unknown Last Line: Rafting in each leaf medusa flowers IRA First Line: A leaf, a weightlessness, a brother who never was, a little companion JACKSON POLLACK RECLAIMED THE AURIGNACIAN FLOOR. HIS NEXT MOVE Last Line: Exposure of a mountain showing through a bison showing through a deer JAGUAR OF BUBBLES IN THE TOILET BOWL Last Line: Hums against my lungs JUDY CLOUDBURST, LUCIFLAILING MAPLES Last Line: To be in the rush of the core, to feel %the rout side JUNK MAIL First Line: I have been invited to the third creativity and madness conference Subject(s): Junk Mail JUNK MAIL First Line: I have been invited to the third creativity and madness conference Subject(s): Junk Mail JUST BEFORE SUNDAY MORNING First Line: Congruence of the glyphic KERLESCAN, 1985 First Line: The opened loaded %field KERLESCAN, 1987 First Line: The stone fins all %veering at 6 pm toward KIND OF MOISTURE ON THE WALL First Line: Suppose earliest consciousness is worked off the shape of certain KROGER LEAVER EMERGES FROM NO CHRIST CAVE, BUT FROM Last Line: Skinned brazilian trees become charcoal become pig iron used in its steel LACK OF A SISYPHUS LOAD Last Line: An atom in the fulgurating lift off LANGUAGE ORPHAN First Line: The I LE COMBEL First Line: The hollow' %intestinal %prolongation of pech-merle Last Line: To know thyself is to give a self to no LEAKY VESSELS First Line: Said pinocchio to cinderella Last Line: An ice-cube invaded by your ruddy hearth LEMONS First Line: These lovely freaks, skins LES EYZIES NIGHTS First Line: A single smoking road runs LESS AND LESS WHOLLY ABSORBED, AWARE Last Line: Is forced to build with temple bricks %a latrine LIBERATION FOOTAGE First Line: Naked corpses dragged and dumped Last Line: But it is only through pleistocene mercy that we're still here LICH GATE First Line: Waiting, I rest in the waiting gate Last Line: Rubber ball bouncing against the stone hoop LIKE VIOLETS, HE SAID First Line: Jacques marsal [1925-1988] in dapper suede slippers would lead Last Line: Sayable eternity, right under the dust LIMB FILLED PANE Last Line: Leaflorescentreign %limb filled pane LITTLE MOON WORM Poem Text First Line: Slugs/asleep in the sink LOADED SLEEVE OF HADES First Line: There is in you someone LOOKING AT HANS BELLMER DRAWINGS Last Line: Pulling open her belly brickwork to inspect the foetal lounge LOOKING FOR A HOUSE First Line: The ad had said the tallest trees in town nothing about the house itself LOOKING UP THROUGH THE CHRISTMAS TREE AT 51 First Line: So, I'm buried here, happily buried LOSS OF ETERNITY Last Line: Gospel according to bird LOSS OF ETERNITY First Line: Its effect on the poetic line Last Line: Done wore the motherfucker out!' %--gospel according to bird MAGDALENIAN First Line: From the waist up, she is mostly headstone MAGGOT IN EVERY ARTIST'S CRAW IS HIS ENSIGN OF LIFE MAITHUNA First Line: Caryl's delicate hand - reaching - in sleep MAN AND BOTTLE First Line: To be drunk is to be on knees praying MAN AS A REFRIGERATED CREATURE. CONDITIONED OVER ICE AGES, HE Last Line: Experience the culinary fate he has, when free to, meted out to others MAN WITH A BEARD OF ROSES First Line: A constructed indwelling, an antiphonal swing MARGINALIA TO BAUDELAIRE First Line: Do you recall, my soul Last Line: Braided on the mobile corral of our shoulders and arms MASTER HANUS TO HIS BLINDNESS First Line: Inside staranova synagogue MATRIX, BLOWER First Line: I was going many ways at once Last Line: It is mind from scratch that leads MATTHEW'S BIRTH First Line: This son who's appeared to us MEDITATION ON MARWAN'S FACES First Line: The flats of the human face Last Line: Darken to the chink through which we enter niaux MEDUSA MUST HAVE HAD A HEADFUL OF EGGS TO HATCH ALL THOSE Last Line: Were revealed to contain a carnivorous mouth MEMORIAL TO THE GRAND First Line: In my dead father's dreaming there is MENHIRS First Line: Rock as grotesque egg, out of which we doomed sinners MET GLANCES / TELEGRAPH BACK Last Line: With balls for ballast MEXICO, 1959 First Line: Other who bears me, shoulders upon which Last Line: Might we, voice to void, direct their roaming MICHAUX, 1956 First Line: There is in michaux an emergent face/non-face always in formation. Call Last Line: Feelers attached to ceilings of hyena vaginas MINOTAUR GRIEF First Line: I'm disturbed by the want - biological MISTRESS SPIRIT First Line: The angel is a font brimming MORTIFIED CITIZEN First Line: My soul's grief is Last Line: Zero in its self-embrace MOST JUST, I GUESS, TO FIND YOU Last Line: We are in orgy at every moment (too many unused parts MOVING First Line: These rooms which will become MUDRA First Line: I have taken off the vallejo ring Last Line: The witherlines streaking through my hand %leap the ring loss MY GATE IS IRED BY ARTAUD, AUSTERED BY VALLEJO Last Line: My own work is and is not beholden NAME ENCANYONED RIVER First Line: Hello and farewell, cesar vallejo, at the margin of NATAL DAEMON First Line: The navel NAVEL OF THE MOON First Line: The man who is always wanting to see now knew Last Line: There are only exploded bridges NEANDERTAL SKULL First Line: Flared sockets under %bulging brow ridges tough as tusks Last Line: Neandertal took the paleolithic's full assault NEED TO SPEAK AS MAN: ANCIENT BARDIC HUBRIS NEGATION'S MATE First Line: One translates artaud by wrapping a page of his writing about Last Line: What has been left out, always the book to be written NEGATION'S PARTICLES Last Line: No wonder language poetry %no wonder NIEMONJIMA II First Line: And yorunomado stood in the howling bay, waves NIGHT AGAINST ITS LIT ELASTIC First Line: He stayed up late, staved off sleep, wandered, drank NIGHTCRAWLERS First Line: Last night it was not ophelia but nora jaffe crawling the milky way Last Line: Through the goal posts of life!' NO ONE HAS RETURNED FROM DEATH Last Line: #name? NOCTURNAL VEILS Poem Text Recitation by Author First Line: In bed, looking up at the light-peppered dark, Subject(s): Night; Death; Paintings & Painters; Bedtime; Dead, The NONOMIYA Poem Text First Line: We were three friends Subject(s): Friendship NORA JAFFE First Line: The journey from the hand to paper NORA'S ROAR Last Line: Tasting the lover as line tongue delirium into sense and registers home NORN OF PLENTY First Line: Reminded that it was easter Last Line: I saw william, off these glowing beams, plucking baby mice NOT-SO-MYSTERIOUS KOAN First Line: I chanced upon my primal home Last Line: Kafka's ax, rotating in outer space.' NOTES ON A VISIT TO LE TUE D'AUDOUBERT First Line: Bundled by tuc's tight jagged Last Line: Inscribe with the tuning forks of their wings NOTES ON EXILE AND PARADISE First Line: The castle may be locked Last Line: Fifes of exile: the pure nautilus of free waters, the pure mover of our dreams...' NOTHING INCAPABLE OF IMAGE. FOR A MOMENT, NO MOMENT Last Line: Magnon shield reflects the shadow convulsions of the primal image scene NOW NO POEM WANTS TO END Last Line: Acrawl about the planet ODE TO REICH First Line: Wilhelm for you I would sit in the reverberation of the last supper ODE TO THE MAN IN THE MOON First Line: Looking at a self-portrait by frida kahlo, one in which a monkey OLDEST FLAVOR First Line: Spotting you in the house, a dearness ON A PHOTOGRAPH OF GALL First Line: A mountainous shadow rains in stasis Last Line: Ricochets %'a pyramid of granite night.' ON ATGET'S ROAD First Line: The apple trees turn into light, a liquid light ON SUNLIT GARAGE FRONT Last Line: Gripped in their protruding butts ONE IF BY LAND, NONE IF BY VOID Recitation by Author ONE SENSES IN HER ART A LUXURIANT AMBIVALENCE Last Line: Whose attic is timbered meat ORGASM Last Line: For also, in orgasm, all bones are on loan OUR JOURNEY AROUND THE DROWNED CITY OF IS, SELS. First Line: Dolmens curved in luscious ways, mottled OUR LADY OF THE THREE-PRONGED DEVIL First Line: Our lady of the caves Last Line: Faceless suckers veil OUT OF THE KAT GODEU First Line: Before I was free I was multiform Last Line: Infant on his tongue OUT OUR BEDROOM WINDOW ACROSS THE NEIGHBORS' CAR PARK BACK Last Line: Away. They hang there, the twins of nothing OUT TO SHOW THEM First Line: What is laid upon us is to accomplish the negative; the positive it already Last Line: Mankind - every apparition of matter.' %damned to give a damn OUTTAKES First Line: He wanted the synthesis and the melee Last Line: No ideas but in things OVERCOATS OF EDEN First Line: In less than the pulsation of an artery it OVERLOOKED, THE BARREN GROUND UNDER NOVEMBER Last Line: Overlooked, the thickness of time, %the instability of being OY Last Line: Mantis probing, copulatory %invasion, rifted by %galactic wind PAN'S SIGNAL TOWER First Line: Peak of the obsidian mountain swams PASTORAL First Line: Foliage in breeze is apocalyptic harmony PEOPLE OF ALL RACES IN MCDONALD'S, DEVOURING RAIN FORESTS Last Line: An era called: the death of eternity PERMANENT SHADOW First Line: There is no connection between the death PETER BEARD JUXTAPOSES DEAD AFRICAN ANIMALS WITH CELEBRITIES AND Last Line: Begin dinner with a giraffe foetus, and follow with caviar, %driftwood, and legs PHEASANT IS RISEN Last Line: The disintegrating horizon of a subliminal ceret? PHOSPHEBE GAUNTLET First Line: Phosphenes are geometrical percepts Last Line: Phosphene and memory emery PHOTO SEEN IN PERU, 1965: A HOLE IN THE GROUND AROUND WHICH Last Line: Colonized indigenous. Severed embracing arms around a pit of life PHYSICAL TRAVELER First Line: I woke up pregnant by a wall PICKED UP THE ROTTED DOORMAT Last Line: And there is my life under the doormat PICKLED MEOW OF SILENCE PIT BULL LOOPED TO CATHEDRAL IRONWORK First Line: #name? Last Line: A ringside window on the utterly moving %emptiness of being PLACEMENTS I First Line: Anguish, a door, le portel, body bent over jagged rock, in ooze Last Line: While we destroy the turf on which we actually stand PLACEMENTS II First Line: An epeira centered in her web, afloat yet anchored between ground PLACEMENTS III First Line: Image: mirror containing what I am and am not PLEROMA First Line: Chestnut linden aflutter %sudden rain-promising gust Last Line: Limestone forethinker, %the oolitic %promethea POEM, A TUMOR-ENTANGLED, UMBILICAL SIGHT-LINE POETRY, A NATIVITY Last Line: On an excrement-flecked blade POSITION PAPER First Line: It is always daybreak Last Line: The frame %you mirror POSTCARDS FROM CARNAC First Line: On the back of a postcard with a photo of 'le dolmen de mane-groh' POSTCARDS FROM CARNAC First Line: Dear eliot & nina: this pack of menhirs POWER ROOM First Line: The path along the rockface Last Line: With the root history of our plasmic halo PREGNANT STONE FOREVER DWELLING IN ITS STILL BIRTH Last Line: Maen ar ya. The rock of yes PROLEGOMENA First Line: With toe in mouth Last Line: And they builded golgonooza: terrible eternal labour!' QUOTIDIAN SPECTRES First Line: November winds. Mammoths wheel and bay Last Line: Being unloaded from a crate RE CLOSURE First Line: Like rimbaud, we are diaper-reduced REAGAN AT BITBERG First Line: Difficult and necessary to imagine the arsenal attached REALITY IS A FEMININE WALL Last Line: Soft and cloud-like, a white hermitage with a skeleton of steel REGISTER'S BEYOND First Line: Is a waiting room emptied of Last Line: It is wombed in tombal fortitude, %expanded in curtailment RHAPSODY ON A THEME BY VALLEJO First Line: When we are born our lies are twilight contoured Last Line: In continuity %unfloored %moored %octapotable RIFF Poem Text First Line: Torrid july with its mottled shadow dazzlings Subject(s): Hopkins, Gerard Manley (1844-1889) RIVER'S TENT IS BROKEN Last Line: The link between the dull roots of modernism and %the confessional pyre ROSES OF KADAR First Line: Say that as I caress you I introject the bomb, as the spider dines SADDAM SHOULD FEED HIS PEOPLE Last Line: One man from power Subject(s): Hussein, Saddam (b. 1937) SADNESS IS WITHOUT EDGE Last Line: In whose slender figure my language %is hived SANDSTONE GATE First Line: This happened long ago SCARLET EXPERIMENT First Line: The challenge of wholeness, to offer the lower SCORPION HOPSCOTCH First Line: Unexpectedly this morning I grasped SELF-PORTRAIT BY A CAMERON MASK First Line: Crowned with octopi? %- a bowl-like rack of lizards Last Line: Judgmental, pissed under my eyes, %concerned, too cautious SENSING DUNCAN Poem Text First Line: Do you know this poem by emily dickinson? Asked Subject(s): Dickinson, Emily (1830-1886); Mothers SEPPUKU Poem Text First Line: Coming out of it, a curious Subject(s): Japan; Motion Pictures; Japanese; Movies; Cinema SHEELA-NA-GIG, THE WITCH IN THE WALL - SHE TAKES OFF! AND LIKE A Last Line: The way back to the om-matriculated other SHMATTE VARIATIONS First Line: Dolls as witnesses, %at a toll gate Last Line: Organs such as the gut diverticula and ovaries being forced out into the legs.' SHORT STORY First Line: Begin with this: the world has no origin Last Line: In language to be the world SIENA First Line: Life deepens. Where one walks SILENCE RAVING First Line: Patters, paters, apollo globes, sound SKELETONS TALK TURKEY First Line: As autumn's wheaten quilt furls back Last Line: Some are frozen, none are thawed SNOW HOLD First Line: I watched what had fallen for several days SO BE IT First Line: The suffocating nearness of mother Last Line: Fragmentary constructions SO NOW YOU AWAKE, THE LABYRINTH NEARLY TRAVERSED, STUNNED BY THE Last Line: Magnon wall, an understandable glyph SOME COMMENTS BY THE LITTLE KING First Line: The worm in the fold. Discoloration on ankle Last Line: Which white ants are words? Which ones ghosts? SOME FUGAL LUBRICATION First Line: The horned one, cernunnos, was represented in the cross Last Line: (from whose den %babies mysteriously issue in spring SOME ROCK OFF WHICH TO TRAVEL Recitation by Author SOUTINE First Line: The smell of shit SOUTINE'S PORTRAITS ARE MARVELOUS MACHINES OF CONSCIOUSNESS Last Line: Her coiling chair, a pythoness dredged, %battered, in moldy, foaming rose SPARKS WE TRAIL First Line: Profiled on whitish-ochre calcite: %5 antlered stag heads Last Line: The limestongue off which stagstalk is struck SPELUNKING THE SKELETON First Line: Into the word wham I bent my mother SPIDER IS THE SELF, WEAVING COHERENTLY IF ERRATICALLY A Last Line: Entangled with its huntress and her husks. All serve death's deepening SPROUTING SKULL First Line: I let them shit on me STALAGMYTHIC INSTANT First Line: As your soul, in league with extinction STILL LIFE, WITH GRAPES & PEARS First Line: Deep licorice of the zurbaran conquest STILL-LIFE, WITH AMERICAN VIOLETS First Line: The little pot of them in the beverly STILL-LIFE, WITH FRATERNITY First Line: In dream, enormous tree-house, led up to be a ladder, a hive of STILL-LIFE, WITH HUIDOBRO First Line: Two guinea hen legs, an artichoke bottom, in an earthen bowl Last Line: Vision is not prior to reality, but reality is vision's mate STRATA First Line: Apes treading reddened surf Last Line: Had been thought to live STUDY FOR A SELF-PORTRAIT AT 12 YEARS OLD First Line: In his grandfather's toilet SUGAR First Line: With her hair set by her mother with water & sugar SWAYING ON ITS CABLE, OVER THE HOGBACK ROAD Last Line: Four lanes of jungians coordinate their moves TABLE OF ONE First Line: When I eat alone, I listen to my fork scrape Last Line: A crisco- %lathered fist TEMENOS First Line: Scene of the crime' on my mind, a creature going home THALASSA VARIATIONS First Line: She lay back upon the sea, fully buoyed Last Line: The imprint of uncontainable omega %life's twin THANKSGIVING WITH MAYA First Line: Our underworld should be a shifting topos of peasants THE ASCENT Poem Text First Line: At midnight in THE BOOK OF BARBARA Poem Text First Line: Bruised ankle Subject(s): Love THE BOOK OF YORUNOMADO Poem Text First Line: Over coffee, alone THE KOREANS Poem Text First Line: She said THE SECOND Poem Text First Line: Old ladies THE TRANSLATOR'S EGO Poem Text Subject(s): Translations And Translators THERE IS A DEEP ROAD Last Line: A just-marooned atlantean %grasping his fate THERE IS NEITHER FATHER NOR MOTHER Last Line: Of what in each artist must be a match %for the infinite THERE IS NEITHER FATHER NOR MOTHER Last Line: Of what in each artist must be a match %for the infinite THING IS, TO REMAIN IN NIGREDO First Line: All stages active, at once Last Line: But so true %one's flesh falls away THIS DICTIONARY IS MY FATHER'S BOOK First Line: I crocodiled it from him Last Line: I am steeped in his unspeakable hell TIRESIAS DRINKING First Line: On his hands in hades, head into odysseus's TO ABYDOS Last Line: O mountain be %my tent! TO BE INSIDE ROBINSON JEFFER'S HAWK TOWER IS TO BE INSIDE HIS Last Line: Berth for his life load TO CRANE Poem Text First Line: If you'd visit yunotsu TO LEARN TO LOVE YOUR DEATH Last Line: Nora's spell, terrible to be a speck in this exchange TO WRITE IN ACCORDANCE WITH WHAT I KNOW IS A DEAD END. I MUST DO Last Line: There is not merely destruction but vision TOMB OF DONALD DUCK First Line: O my white, white father, you were the bell TOWER First Line: Once, in prague, I think I glimpsed the ivory tower TRAIN WHISTLE SIRENIAN THROUGH YPSILANTI, INDUSTRIAL, RUSTY, AS IF Last Line: Factory sounds in a single screaming clangor TRIPTYCH First Line: I will hold my hand in this fire TUXEDOED GROOM ON CANVAS BRIDE First Line: The artist in tuxedo with cigarette instead of brush TWOMB First Line: The grand canyon of the mind UN POCO LOCO Poem Text First Line: Bud powell's story is never complete Last Line: As the bastard spirit beyond her strength Subject(s): Jazz; Music & Musicians; Powell, Bud (earl) (1924-1966) UN POCO LOCO First Line: Bud powell's story is never complete Last Line: As the bastard spirit beyond her strength Subject(s): Jazz; Music And Musicians; Powell, Bud (earl) (1924-1966) UNBUCKLED TONGUE Recitation by Author UNDER WORLD ARREST First Line: With a bite, the apple eater is surrounded Last Line: God is moving over UNICA ZURN Recitation by Author Subject(s): Zurn, Unica (1916-1970) UNMADE BED WITH MOIST TRAILS OF THE UNMAKING. SINGS OF Last Line: Pleats. Shadowed calms. Orchid-gesturing bends VARIATION ON A LINE BY POUND First Line: The humane man has amity with the hills' Last Line: To offer amity the mane of hill VARIATIONS ON JESUS AND THE FLY First Line: Homage to those who look through a fly's back in order to see VENUSBERG First Line: Her hub is too inconstant, too Last Line: For this is venus mountain VISIONS OF THE FATHERS OF LASCAUX First Line: The animalhood has begun to slip ...' VISIT FROM PAUL BLACKBURN First Line: It is white blood I need WAKE AN ELEGY STIRS...SOMETHING TO BE LISTENED TO. Last Line: In which the water used doesn't want to leave WALK VI First Line: Walked again over santa rosa bridge WALLACE STEVENS, WHY DID YOU DESCRIBE REVOLUTIONARIES AS 'HAIRY Last Line: Peoples disappearing as I write? WE'VE GOTTEN THE HALO OUT. THE HEAD IS STILL INSIDE.' WHEN DREAM CROSSED INTO CLOSED-EYE VISION, WHEN PHOSPHENE Last Line: Forms of mist and ice. Faceted crystalline beast head buried in beauty WHILE I NEVER MET ANTONIN ARTAUD, I DID WITNESS HIS PERFORMANCE Last Line: Thirty-five, and have had many years to reflect on our fantastic %evening at vieux-colombier WHITE NIGHTS / THE PEELINGS OF DAY Last Line: Revision, the stamina of vision WHITMAN'S HAND LATHERED WITH CIVIL WAR. DICKINSON VOID OF Last Line: Imagination than now as the millennium bulges in its sty WHY DO I SO MUCH WANT NO MEANING AS PART OF COMPOSITION WINDING THROUGH MY LANGUAGE Last Line: On which to cross WINE GRAVEYARD First Line: It is raining quietly on the wine graveyard tonight Last Line: Our natal bouquet, our floridity, our devastation YACHATS, THE SHORE First Line: Looking into littoral fog Last Line: Then 7 gulls in muscular goodbye YELLOW GARMENT First Line: You were the girl |
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