Monthly Archives: April 2014

Spring

Posted on April 30, 2014 by dhadbawnik

Morning coffee cooling, the language just out of reach. Harsh slashes on wind, on water, loves caught up in old songs, gone to seed. Yet we hear them coming again, stirring in groin, oh no oh yes — it’s spring … Continue reading →

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Sentence

Posted on April 29, 2014 by dhadbawnik

Just because we don’t think about the sentence doesn’t mean we don’t think about it. The sentence works on us in our sleep. A voice calls from the balcony jarring the dark and the audience holds its breath, waiting. We … Continue reading →

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Jack Spicer Talk / Reading in Boston

Posted on April 28, 2014 by dhadbawnik

What a wonderful, stimulating, exhausting weekend. Lots of great talk about Jack Spicer with Dan Remein, getting to see Robert Stanton and Dianne Berg and John Wagner, meeting and hanging out with Boyd Nielson, seeing Rich Owens again, driving out … Continue reading →

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Plane

Posted on April 27, 2014 by dhadbawnik

for Rich In opposite fierceness, the backbone holds what according to what? Tenses imperfect, bodies nudged out of mind. Once you have a place you must strain to hold it. Fist closed / first class window seat on paper airplane. … Continue reading →

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Sugar

Posted on April 26, 2014 by dhadbawnik

In words I know not to sing praise or beat back the poison black in my blood this thing that will kill me in lap & hand small warm bags full of sugar ripped open inside

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Electricity

Posted on April 25, 2014 by dhadbawnik

for Alice Notley I am not this person. Not that one, either. Wanted to be god of something, fell short or exceeded the word count, became pure sound making the world as I go. Became electricity, glowing dots and the … Continue reading →

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Numbers

Posted on April 24, 2014 by dhadbawnik

One more day to get through. But they are all the same, who knew? The way numbers interchange. K’s daughter said three was five, five four, and three two, going by letters. By letters night’s day, I’m you. Morning’s a … Continue reading →

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