the words
I disappear
to say, the circle
I can’t
finish (that devoured
is the mouth
of nothing’s
babe) the knowhow
to inherit
immediacy
I don’t have very long
says the stone / all sadness
recent
AT {isacoustic*}
Leanne Drapeau
the body broken,
poured out. – {from} love has all its teeth intact
/
Adam Hughes
Tonight the fugitive gods limp
away, – {from} Kemper Street Hymns
//
Jon Cone
and the heart-ache
that occupies the land is yours alone in hope. – {from} YOU ARE NOT LATE, IT IS ONLY THE PRELUDE THAT PLAYS
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reviews:
Many Full Hands Applauding Inelegantly – poems – Darren C Demaree
dream’s oldest pig. stork’s
bucket
of footprints. god
the signal
it sent
pain passes out. boy is almost
body.
the hands
they look
unswallowed
but (dear hate)
I’m the same
person
I always
wasn’t (tree
with frozen
stomach) (the wrong
grave) (movie)
that ended
god
just a note, Lulu has extended the 40% off (CYBER40 coupon code) thru November 30th
thru November 27th, Lulu is offering 40% off all print books with coupon code of CYBER40
my newest is:
{everything I touch remembers being my hand} / poems
172 pages, 9.00
/ as always, will send free PDF of the work to anyone requesting. also free hard copy to anyone interested in writing a review. such requests can be made to bartonsmock@yahoo.com
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/
selections from {everything I touch remembers being my hand}
[from ~ we brought home the wrong dying baby ~]
I ain’t been talked to in so long my wife’s kid thinks I have amnesia. ain’t been touched since Ohio’s ramshackle symbolism swallowed up some organ donor’s shadow. I went yesterday to a funeral for a woman’s ear. told people what I was wearing was a bedsheet belonged to the man in the…
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birth
knows everyone
