Showing posts with label free verse. Show all posts
Showing posts with label free verse. Show all posts
Monday, June 13, 2016
Craig's List, Hope's Personals
I am real.
And.
I hope you are too.
It rained in the morning.
Hope. Your. Our. There.
Friends, I hope.
I hope you find happiness
losing hope in women.
I hope I can find
someone tonight.
Craigslist Houston listings for 'Hope' including full words only, extracted 22 May 2016. Submitted by Jody T. Morse.
Monday, June 6, 2016
A visit
Every place on earth should be like this; unexpected.
On a good day, you can see forever.
Restful sleep for a windy place.
Tranquility is a marvelous experience
sound of meadowlarks in the morning, music
for the body.
Breath and love are everything.
This is sort of my home town.
Where my father went to school,
took piano lessons.
I had stitches on my hand in this place �
Nice to be back home,
to see the old schoolroom and
place where I was born
Different than I remember it as
Hope we weren�t too much trouble.
Thanks for the beer.
(You will remember me by the broken chair)
Entries in the visitors' guest book at the Convent Inn in Val Marie, Saskatchewan, Canada, noted during a visit in the autumn of 2006. Submitted by Shannon Bruyneel.
Wednesday, June 1, 2016
Spring is here
I've just been amazed at how rapidly
the last few weeks have flown by - like
tiny little birds not like
Canadian geese
who are like the B52s
of the Avian world.
I have more bird poop
on my car recently.
Spring is here.
An email from my boyfriend. Submitted by Debby Thompson.
Tuesday, May 31, 2016
I NEED A PHONE!
I NEED TO USE THE PHONE!
NO ONE WILL LET ME USE THE PHONE
Did you try the Shell?
YES!
Did you try the motel up the street?
YES!
I NEED A CIGARETTE
NO ONE WILL LET ME USE THE PHONE!
What do you need the phone for?
I NEED TO CALL MY PHARMACIST BEFORE IT'S TOO LATE!
Your pharmacist?
YES!
I NEED TO USE THE PHONE!
NO ON WILL LET ME USE THE PHONE!
CAN I HAVE A CIGARETTE!
Sure. Here you go.
THANKS!
I NEED TO USE THE PHONE!
I NEED TO CALL MY PHARMACIST!
DO YOU HAVE A LIGHT!
Yes, here you go.
I NEEEEEED TO USSSEE THE PHOOOONNNNEEE!
Well I'm sorry I don't have one.
WHY WON'T ANYONE LET ME USE THE PHONE!
I NEED TO CALL MY DEALER!
CAN I USE YOUR PHONE!
DO YOU HAVE AN EXTRA CIGARETTE!
I NEED TO USE THE PHONE!
A conversation I had with a lady near my job at a Family Services office in Surrey, UK, 10 May 2016. Submitted by Wanda Kehewin.
Thursday, May 26, 2016
Of Monarchs and Milkweed
With the cacophony
of Interstate 35 traffic as a backdrop,
Tyler Seiboldt stands
on the side
of the freeway
with three other researchers,
all
scanning the ground.
Three ragweed, Seiboldt says to the group.
Litter one adds, Julian Chavez,
a research assistant
in the environmental science department.
Their seemingly indecipherable utterances
are the start of two days� study
of plants along the interstate
from San Antonio
to Laredo
and back again.
From Of Monarchs & Milkweed by Michelle Mondo, Sombrillo, The UTSA Magazine. Submitted by Ash Connell.
Friday, May 20, 2016
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but I am not sure if any of them
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Almost invisibly small text at the bottom of a phishing email that appeared to be from a restaurant chain. Submitted by Manfred Gabriel and Dale Wisely.
Thursday, May 12, 2016
watching him with her
she sang
and he danced�
he is mad
or I am much mistaken
From The Philosophy of Grammar by Otto Jespersen (New York: The Norton Library, 1965), p. 90. Submitted by Catherine B. Krause.
Monday, May 9, 2016
Revolutions #12 & 35
Every revolution
is a throw
of the dice.
Only violence
helps where
violence rules.
Who are
we anyway?
Eyes that
do not want
to close
at all times
when the green
of the earth
glistens anew.
English translations of Jean-Marie Straub and Daniele Huillet film titles, as found in MoMA member calendar, May/June 2016. Submitted by Howie Good.
Monday, May 2, 2016
Luminous
cross lights
water
sanctuary lights
A handwritten note in desk bought from a church in 2015. Submitted by Travis Poling.
Thursday, April 28, 2016
Letters to God
A great deal of my mail
comes from fans � fans of all ages.
The scholarly, the curious,
the disbelievers write and ask
how? why? when? what for?
did you fly? melt? scream? cackle?
appear? disappear? produce?
sky-write? deal with monkeys?
etc., etc., etc.
Actress Margaret Hamilton quoted on Hyperallergic, 3 April 2016. Submitted by Howie Good.
Monday, April 25, 2016
Step two
although the thought that we wasted
money, misplaced our trust and threw away
our time sickens us to no end, we must
accept these logic-defying feats of idiocy
as learning experiences; otherwise, we will walk
no further on the NAA no-path. We must
say it again and again,
we�ve been toe fooled, we�ve been toe fooled, we�ve been
toe fooled.
are we home yet, Shanti? This must become our
anti-mantra, a non-affirmation
affirmation capable of penetrating our ether-filled minds,
helping us to admit that Jesus.com has nothing to
do with Nostradamus. Now is the time when we must
learn to question every Tom, Dick and Guru who shops
in a health food store, see that the only implants in
need of removal were inserted by the most dangerous E.T.
of all: Earth�s very own Extortion Terrestrials.
this is a difficult task indeed, for only those who�ve put their
inner children to bed know the difference between retail
spirituality and spiritual retaliation.
Excerpt from 12 Steps For The Recovering New Ager, New Age Anonymous. Submitted by Ana Prundaru.
Thursday, April 21, 2016
4 AM in the Morning
I saw my dad was on my mom
and my mom said
Go to the office.
My dad was hitting her
and when my dad left
he took my phone.
His friend
was blocking the stairs.
His friend�s name is James
and my dad kicked my mom
and he told me
to go in my room.
But I went to go get
my mom�s friend
who lives in our back house.
My dad knocked on my door
to the patio and I opened it
and he came in
and told me
to close the door
to the family room.
Then I heard yelling
and I came out
and my dad was hitting my mom.
It happened
at 4 am
in the morning.
An excerpt from a police report generated by boxer Floyd Mayweather�s young son, Karoun on 9 September 2010. Submitted by Richard King Perkins II.
Thursday, April 14, 2016
Filey
Almost mid-way betwixt
Scarborough and Bridlington,
Filey Brigg,
being a nose of cliff thrust out into the sea
to form a horn of Filey Bay.
Here, there, are sands
i n o n e v a s t g l o r i o u s e x p a n s e,
from the Brigg to the Bempton Cliffs �
six miles of them all round the bay,
so spacious that there could never be
any overcrowding.
The beach
shelves
gently.
From a chapter on Holidays in Every Woman�s Enquire Within: A Complete Library and Household Knowledge for all Home-Loving Women, ed. A C Marshall (London: George Newnes Ltd), 1939. Submitted by H L Foster.
Monday, April 11, 2016
To do list, October 21, 1950
Be kind,
resourceful,
beautiful,
friendly,
have initiative,
have a sense of humour,
tell right from wrong,
make mistakes,
fall in love,
enjoy strawberries and cream,
make some one fall in love with you,
learn from experience,
use words properly,
be the subject of your own thought,
have as much diversity of behaviour as a man,
do something really new.
A list of activities that critics of mechanical information processing claim a machine could never by fundamental nature perform, from Computing Machinery and Intelligence by Alan Turing, published in the journal Mind, 1950, chapter 'Arguments from Various Disabilities'. Lines 11 and 14 changed to second person. Submitted by Daniel Galef.
Thursday, April 7, 2016
A Hiding Darkness
The monsters
in our cupboards
and our minds
are always there
in the darkness
like mold
beneath the floorboards
and behind the wallpaper
and there is so much darkness
an inexhaustible supply
of darkness.
The universe is
amply supplied
with night.
From Trigger Warning by Neil Gaiman (William Morrow, 2015). Submitted by Anabella Maria Galang.
Monday, April 4, 2016
Mosaic Mosaic
Don�t kill people.
Don�t marry two people.
Don�t act like a snake.
(Don�t be sneaky).
A child's list of how to do the right thing from The Most Hated Family in America, a Louis Theroux documentary about the Westboro Baptist Church, BBC 2007. Submitted by Daniel Galef.
Monday, March 21, 2016
Profits
in the
real sense
of the word,
pro that
wonderful,
fun, and
deliciously creative
force that
bathes the body
in delight and pleasure,
and what you are actually against is porn sex?
a kind of sex that is debased dehumanized formulaic and generic a kind of sex based not on individual fantasy play or imagination but one that is the result of an industrial product created by those who get excited not by bodily contact but by market penetration and �
profits.
From 'Pornland: How Porn Has Hijacked Our Sexuality' by Gail Dines, (Boston: Beacon Press, 2010), Preface, page x. Submitted by Rosa Walling-Wefelmeyer.
Thursday, March 17, 2016
Some Sort of Shining
I can still see the bright-crimson glow.
This wasn�t any ordinary fire,
It was some sort of shining.
I�d never seen anything like it in the movies.
That evening everyone spilled out
onto their balconies
and those who didn�t have them
went to friends� houses.
We were on the ninth floor,
we had a great view.
People brought their kids out,
picked them up, said, �Look! Remember!�
They stood in the black dust,
talking, breathing, wondering at it.
People came from all around in their cars
and their bikes to have a look.
We didn�t know that death could be so beautiful.
From Voices from Chernobyl by Svetlana Alexievich, translated by Keith Gess (Dalkey Archive Press, 2005), p. 155. Submitted by Howie Good.
Thursday, March 10, 2016
Shell Filling
It went up one day. Gunpowder, TNT,
a shoe-lace, a ring, a spark.
Condemned the cornfields round about,
still bringing bodies out after a fortnight.
You don�t mind when you�re young -
you sing away as if nothing had happened.
From the oral history interview Audio Memories of a WW1 Munitions Factory Explosion, The Breckland View. Submitted by H L Foster.
Thursday, December 17, 2015
You have parked so badly
You have parked so badly
making it very difficult for me
to get my car out.
Were you drunk?
You are certainly very selfish
and inconsiderate.
S. Banks.
A handwritten note left on the windscreen of a badly parked car in Bristol, UK. Submitted by Daniel Mehmet.
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