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Scars
by Cliff Lake
In which we review injury we cannot see...
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Rollins — thrashing harshness, granite gutty iron concrete anger fragments reassemble Zen the rubbery samba sonorous ancestry classic, sweet love, with noisy, barren stars spontaneous blues or elegant baroque ornamental luxury sleepy start and conscious consolation righteous aquarelle polyphony foreboding a tea-cosy treasure and trouble
"Ask Me Now"
Cut-up from Philip Larkin's jazz reviews.
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Hospitality So, fired with lust, they beat his door Demanding that he hand them over, Though they were his precious guests: Two messengers with shining eyes. We want our way with them! they cried, Who are you to interfere? You are alien in our town. He begged them, Please, don’t wrong them, friends. I am their host; you’d bring me shame. Look, take my daughters in their stead— They are both virgins, I believe. But they insisted on the men. At this the messengers came out, And, summoning their special powers, They struck them with bright burning rays, Rendering the whole mob blind. Next day, they brought him out the town In time to see it bombarded By mighty fires from out the sky, So, with his daughters, he fled far Until they found a mountain cave, Where they laced him with alcohol And carried on the human race By freely taking while he slept. Paul Rapley 2026 #Consent
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In case you missed it! Here's the #poem I wrote today!
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Under the full moon’s quiet silver light,
My heart remembers you tonight.
In every breeze, your whisper stays,
A love that glows through distant days.
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![strips of cardboard
fixed to the forks
flipping the spokes
we pedalled in a pack
clicking and clacking
and sounding
nothing like
a motorcycle gang
I'm sure
(I think
[I hope])
we knew it
as we knew the reels of thin blue paper
spotted brown
that cracked and clicked
in shiny six-guns
sounded nothing like
the flat reports
of death](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:fzqni4746vqkfd3mhnk65pr7/bafkreifsbyduybbfcdcyiubcymubsdi34gd6kmhhkhaskgepa6c4qmiwja)
strips of cardboard fixed to the forks flipping the spokes we pedalled in a pack clicking and clacking and sounding nothing like a motorcycle gang I'm sure (I think [I hope]) we knew it as we knew the reels of thin blue paper spotted brown that cracked and clicked in shiny six-guns sounded nothing like the flat reports of death
"[strips of cardboard...]" from "Trickling Grains of a Life: an Unauthorised Autobiography" - Section 1: "Boston (1956-1974)"
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New #Poem for today! Stop on over and give it a #read!
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The Ides of March (1911) (K.P. Kavafis; translated Peter J. King & Andrea Christofidou) O soul, beware of splendour! If you cannot master your ambitions, follow them with care and caution. And the higher you advance, the more alert and critical you need to be. And when you reach your pinnacle – a Caesar! – when you don the mantle of a celebrated man, above all then be careful when you walk the streets, a man of patent power with his retinue. And if it happen that a certain Artemídoros comes through the crowd around you, carrying a letter, urgently insisting: “Read this now, it’s something that you need to know”, don’t fail to stop. Don’t fail to put off every conversation, every piece of business, brush off those who greet you, give you honour (see them later); even let the Senate wait, and straightaway discover Artemídoros’ grave words.
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In the vacuum between when and how I squat. With my little finger I trace the geography of meaning like a map to where we are. The map keeps shifting under my hand your borders moving each time I look up distance behaving strangely and so I remain an animal holding ground
Inspired by @brianbilston.bsky.social's first lines for poems he never wrote:
In the vacuum between when and how, I squat.
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Today, we shall make strudel. Yesterday, We made mushroom stroganoff. And tomorrow morning, We shall make toast without burning it. But today, Today we shall make strudel. Harmonicas Grizzle like concertinas with emphysema, And today we shall make strudel. This is the teaspoon of ground nutmeg. And this Is the teaspoon of ground allspice, whose use you will see, When we have caramelised the sugar. And this is the vanilla pod, Which in your case you have not got. The guitars Twang and twing with a strangely melancholy joy, Which in our case we have not got. This is the filo pastry, which is always laid In single sheets. And please do not let me See anyone laying two sheets together. You can do it quite easy If you ease them apart with a knife. The singers Moan of love betrayed, never letting anyone see Any of them using a knife.
"The Making of Strudel" (with apologies to Henry Reed)
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You too, child? Is this your reply to my forgiveness of your treachery? With your hand added to the bloody fray, your dagger thrust into my unsuspecting flesh, there is no point in trying to defend my life. And though you have betrayed me twice, I take no pleasure in the thought that you will die alone, defeated, by the blade of this same knife.
"Julius Caesar"
from "Last Words" - a sequence of poems each starting with the last words (sometimes apocryphal) of a well-known person. (Footnote in Comments.)
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Beneath the quiet lamps of the city street,
We wander slowly where our footsteps meet.
The night hums softly with a silver glow,
And side by side, we let the whole world slow
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Here's the #poem I wrote earlier today. Have a read and Enjoy!
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Disaster Capitalism While American tomahawks flatten Girls schools, you'll turn yet another blind eye Because the oil crisis Leading to the gas shortage From the impending war will mean Your Amazon package gets delayed By just a few days, which as an American Is completely Out-Of-The-Question So bury your head in your stock options And short the humanitarian efforts Because time is money, and money is war And war pays well (Unless you're dying for it)
Disaster Capitalism
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Sun is shining high in the blue sky over a low tide southeast Alaskan beach. A few clouds atop islands in background. Ocean is calm.
Nature is reminding me today that there is beauty & hope. I’m giving you this glimpse of hope too! ☀️ 🌊
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Starlight
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*
Like light that continues to travel
long after the star is gone,
my love will still move toward you
now that you and I have moved on.
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- vegypower
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Hello, brother. Welcome to your final chance to forgo evil. See here, see how your fear (fermented into hatred) is unfounded. Those whom you have come to kill are all familiar: grandmas, granddads, wives and husbands, sons and daughters — families like yours. But if you can’t put down your gun and join with us in peace, here is my body as a shield; it has five places ready to receive your wrath: the declaration of my faith; my prayers; my charitable gifts; my fast from dawn to setting sun; my journey as a pilgrim.
Haji-Daoud Nabi (d. 2019)
from "Last Words" - a sequence of poems each starting with the last words (sometimes apocryphal) of a well-known person.
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