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From Natalie Merchant's forthcoming album of poetry set to music (you can imagine how nerdy-happy this makes me):
If No-One Ever Marries Me ( Read more... ) -
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Self Portrait with Her Hair on Fire
- Lucie Brock-Broido
Now, it is as dark as the pathos of pushing a wheel-
Chair through the museum of a great metropolis.
I cannot tell you this, not now, not ever, even
In the letter I have written that is so epic
That if you were to open it, the pages would sail out
In the wind like confection moths being born
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Saw this on Lisa Jarnot's blog and thought it was worth re-posting:
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From Dancing in Odessa
Author's Prayer
- Ilya Kaminsky
If I speak for the dead, I must leave
this animal of my body,
I must write the same poem over and over,
for an empty page is the white flag of their surrender.
If I speak for them, I must walk on the edge
of myself, I must live as a blind man
who runs through rooms without
touching the furniture.
Yes, I live. I can cross the ( Read more... )
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