Thursday, November 07, 2019

sweet baby rat


(via @CrookedCosmos on twitter)

"You could call it a poem because it coalesces around something other than narrative."

hour of the COWL
still · as the bees OBEY
what disguise we WEAR

resume the zugzwang LYRE
& quaff that black MILK
in an age of cracked IRON

poet's oobleck LODE
MSM for the KNEE
snail in search of SALT

harrowing spice ASIA
thorn for the LION
collecting lunar TANS

day vends enough ROPE
heart of the gray OPAL
broad daylight a PALL

bury it many ELLS

"If you really want to make music with the children of the night, you can hardly do better than reading Dostoevsky."


(via via feuilleton)

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