The Poem of Self

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Poetry: “Looking back, God is a verb, adjective, / article, contraction, infinitive, any part of speech.”

Previous Issues

Selfie

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Poetry: “As a commitment for life on the Internet / Repeated, retweeted.”

Destination

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Poetry: “Then the women pushed a daughter inside. / Learn to be hot, they said.”

A Threshold

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Poetry: “This place again. It’s where / I wake up and recall I have no daughter.”

Encyclopædia Britannica

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Poetry: “But you couldn’t pick a fight with the Encyclopædia Britannica. / Even saying its name upped my I.Q.”

The Snowdrops

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Poetry: “Candlemas bells / For soldiers who come here on leave / And rest against rusty railings.”

Some Say

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Poetry: “Some say a host / of horsemen, a horizon / of ships under sail / is most beautiful.”

The Small Country

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Poetry: “What is the word that fuses this freshness / with the pity of having missed it?”

Dissolution

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Poetry: “And I just hand you this damp / coloring book / I say there. That’s my model.”

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