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Guy R. BeiningGuy R. Beining was born in 1938 in London and arrived in New York City in the spring of 1940. He currently resides in Great Barrington, Massachusetts and has published thousands of poems...
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Kyle HemmingsWe Could be Them #1I take my robot girlfriend, Goo-roo, to the drive-in. We watch The Dangerous Dukes from Uranus through the wiper fluid stained window of my blue Trojan. It's a feature...
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Seth HowardNIGHTS IN KYOTO WITH NO DESTINATIONMid-summer, I remember that Korean hostel where we stayed, & they blasted the AC over our bunk beds. Days exploring the old capital,& nights we...
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Anatoly KudryavitskyWatch How this Picture Paints another PictureThe Fifth International of honest peopleis dressed in words. Shielded by timeproof and breathable books, its members dwellin the thicket...
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Cecelia ChapmanStrange ChancesLanaquarelle paper, gouache, watercolor, ink, graphite, personal rubber stamps. 9 x 12 in., 23 x 30.5 cm.Savage Chances: icy comets, trans-neptunian objects, chasing...
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Jim LeftwichThursdaywe’re what’s left over from perfection—The universe is an OLD mistake----Allen Ginsberg, Aether (1960)same thing the mushroom said andshowed some 17 years agowe fire with...
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Jim LeftwichPost-American Haiku"American Haikus (short three-line poems intended to becompletely packed with Void of Whole)"— Jack Kerouacminutes above carsall those yearsdirty as a dentistto occupy...
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Jim LeftwichFour commentaries / explicationsGil Wolman, Scotch ArtTo arrange the questioning of mass manipulation, =which tearing off socks and pajamas, +++++++++++++++, therein achieved no advance...
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Jim Leftwich & Steve Dalachinskyunspoken swimmingfantasia gear guided glandoctopus divulgation suncards uncookedrhinopastecrumbnightsplotch strange orange clothesline enigmatic intimist nu de...
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Steve Dalachinskywater creatureskissing even the sweat lest we forgetwe are come fromwater creaturesstill asiding ansle terre - it’s about gain &loss the way calligraphy relays a message...
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Steve DalachinskyDREAM BOOK1.smeared in numbers3 figures 6 7 4combo diablodivine winnertaken underelk denote marriage embalmedserious suicidean unexpected event brings good newsa happy but solitary...
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Steve DalachinskyThe Trickster frankfurter ali on another bender landsberger alee ripping apart the establishmentby keeping dumb kids dumbme hiccupping like a baby on an airplanein a bad GROSZ...
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Magdalena BallInfinite SeriesCome nowwater is a silk slipsweeter in the evening when you’re lostevery trip you every took to find yourselfviolet into pinkthe night is silver before it fallsthen brown...
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Sanjeev SethiFishbowlYours is doctrinaire love, I’m the disciple who subscribes to your waves. Endless riptides urge our bicoastal dinghy to set off on unknown sails. We’re in the other’s ultima Thule....
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Lynn StronginTwo Poems from The Quickening[untitled]Dawn, a rose with no audienceThe remote is on the fritz.Other controls falter, water wavers from a spigot then fails But what comes is the flowA...
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AG Davis*countless for you to put lovers in religious text, hawk loops left ashtray surgery on the terrace, replaced my milliner, give me a mission of unbearable pain in broken freezing to wrap it back...
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David LanderFOR JUDITH SCOTT – OUTSIDER ARTIST.Biology played with you and threw you away unfinished.You arrived and found nothing —even your crayons did not obey. The door had no handle, the lock no...
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Lawrence UptonDoodle Entendre # 1for improv performance by voice and violafor Benedict TaylorLawrence Upton previous page    ...
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Raymond FarrThe Present Modality: Us vs. ThemHow many Of us alive today Can say whatThey could say? Could a Deep trench Be explained by An idle shovel? Or the groan Of a yeoman Waking late On a Sunday?...
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Trivarna HariharanPilgrimageOn a mountain shrouded by winter’s mist, we see clouds from an evening long gone.NocturneAutumn’s chrysanthemumsin my palm. A sorrowwhose tendernessI do not yet...
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