Scapegoat - Minimus Stuck - Fragment Abramic

...continuously caught
as the ram redundant among
thorns, horn pushed, blood
ignored, to come more itself,
or other, to kindred bodies
entangled, sacrificed by
thorn, first born.

I am caught up in the matter.

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What Is Allowed Lace Of Vision

[the opening line is by John Berryman's]

Childness let's have us honey,
flame intended, names smeared
upon the glass, an accidental
pane, hands touching it delicate
as trespass, what is allowed
lace of vision.

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Babel Soup

for poets

Dawn muse, difficult lover,
come hard through the
chimney trailing pages
and alphabets.

Babel soup for breakfast,
and strong black coffee.

Another wander in the wilderness
preserving the last match.

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Of Asterisk, Lovely Flower

Imagine
this asterisk
which contains an aster
a rose transforming yet again
because it can
because he
Lorca
has willed it obediently into being
letter by letter,
petal by petal
bee kissed by brazen bees
a clutch of stamens
assassin's ink
flowering

*

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Mimimus Explains The Pluribus Unum Thing

And now come poets each century heavier than
before, heavier than the other few, this new one, too,
only bards, a real few, to bar, board up the big gaps,
O great light gaping torn, oft thee sung,
slung over shoulder, hauled, the burden,
o the load
it is now become.

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Loose Train Hokku-no-renga

For the blind woman
on the train every
journey is inner

She touches my shoulder,
moves one seat ahead
feels the winter collar

metal ring pinned
to its shoulder
smiles when she touches it

dark rings of her eyes
light up momentarily

What universes are in the heads all around me

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Minimus Stuck - Fragment Abramic

.
To be continually caught as the ram,
redundant among thorns,
horns at branches push,
blood ignored,
flow, more,
to come,
itself,
or other,
kindred bodies
entangled, who
waits a commanding authority,
sacrifice with thorns,
horns, first born.

I am caught up in the matter.

.

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What Is Revealed In Two

Now here must stop
in what is remaining light to cook

must bend to the purple cabbage at hand,
the courage of the knife
the helpful drive of hunger,

marvel yet again, it's faceted pattern when
halved, same as the onion, the leek

Such facets in me too reveal when
I dare to be loved in two

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On the Train, Haiku-esque

For the blind woman
on the train every
journey is inner.

She touches my shoulder,
moves just
one seat ahead,

feels her winter coat,
metal ring pinned
to its shoulder.

Smiles when she touches
it, dark rings of her eyes
light up momentarily.

What universes are in the heads all around me.

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Totem Last Night With Us Walked - A Verbal Sculpture

.
In arms we carried It as
one does a child yet it
was He who carried us
both bird and man who
cried openly along the
way entire for our presence
was solid in His arms.

He did not care who saw
these shed tears, head down
beneath spring blossoms -

Dogon warrior standing tall
with his staff and carved horn.

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