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Lost Stranger

October 14, 2008

Like a storm that is coming and leaving,
Like a lake that in the summer is draining,
Just like the same, my dear lover
In the white night you left.
And behind you left a soul
That was struggling in tears and roar.
But I won’t let you knock me down
This pain so big.
I’ll be like a stone that is not [...]

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My heart and me

October 12, 2008

 My heart is a leaf,
That in the autumn is gently falling down,
My word is an excuse
So I can soothe you.
 
My heart is a cloud
That is floating like in a dream,
My hands are wings to fly
With you in paradise.
 
My heart is a flower
So you can pick it up in your palm,
My eyes are the sun
That warms [...]

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I dream in plastic

October 6, 2008

pink shaded polyurethane
ribbed and rounded edges
smooth as silk
chrome interlaced bars
bend and flex
for easy positioning
zebra pattern shag carpet
and thick twill
bamboo lined walls
and cascading ruffled curtains
in baby blue
big white dots adorn the ceiling
shiny dome lights like bullets
light big glossy books
on block stacked shelves
as high as the sky
with purple and green dyes
pinpointing accuracy in design
rotating coffee tables
with spouts [...]

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The Gift of Memory

October 6, 2008

Memory fades…
with people,
with time.
Something to think about
next time
you
hold back

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With my tired eyes

October 6, 2008

I have my eyes tired with so much crying
And sadness.
And the fine desire is extinguished for me
To live as a youth.

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Anything

October 3, 2008

Earth, water, storm,
To be the sun and the moon.
Word, sentence, syllable,
Trees, flowers or grass.
Smile, honey, pain,
To be a big fortune.
Day, night or daybreak.
I envelop you many clouds.
Mist, mountain or stars
To soothe you in hard days.
Angel, rain, queen
To rid you of any blame.
Sky, dreams, street lamps.
To be a candle in your soul.
Only for your love
I [...]

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Crazy Love

October 2, 2008

Are you looking at me?
Or through me?
You think you know me, that you made me what I am.
You take me in your arms, you throw me to the ground.
You tell me you love me.
But now I know. I don’t believe it anymore.
You kiss me, I don’t bear your breath anymore.
My right breast is uncovered.
You’re looking [...]

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I’m More Open Than Music

October 2, 2008

playing           south bend
southern              cries               pulsing         pneumatic [...]

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Hearts

October 2, 2008

On a paper heart
I’ll write you a poem.
On a wooden heart
I’ll write you a long poem.
On a plastic heart
I’ll write you a fantastic verse.
 On a heart of sun
I’ll write you everything that hurts me.
On a heart of hazel nut
I’ll write you for a year and a month.
But to your heart
I’ll join my heart.
      ROXANA IACINTA BOGDAN

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Contrary

September 28, 2008

Darkness’s light
Light’s darkness.
Thorn’s flower.
Flower’s thorn.
Silence’s word
Word’s silence.
Blackness’ white
White’s blackness.
Night’s day
Day’s night.
Noise’s music
Music’s noise.
Sadness’s happiness
Hapiness’s sadness.
Death’s life
Life’s death.

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You’re Lucky

September 27, 2008

       You’re lucky to feel the warmth
       Of May’s sun,
       You’re lucky to feel the pain
       That you may have in your soul.
       You’re lucky to see the tree
       That in autumn it’s like sad,
       You’re lucky to see the lake
       That looks of silver.
       You’re lucky to run the forest
       That is big and proud,
       You’re [...]

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$1.50 Remarks

September 26, 2008

$1.50 remark now only $2~
fast action graphics
with splash dance tactics
brilliant news she said
that’s not all
something new
is about to blow
topple down mountains
glass shadow fountains
illuminated
barbaric
fortunes
the very stuff
orgasms are made of
organisms with higher visions
light with darker revisions
water from liquid fission
little sparks
from your mind
ignite it all
sudden fall
from darkness
into
apple, glowing, motown, southern looks
from a vagabond
on the corner

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The Theory of Everything

September 26, 2008

The theory of everything
First morning after labour
day, dank, dark, and dreary,
softened summer muscles,
swear, It’s too damn early
for back to school theories.
Replies a fall chill, in a shock
of sea air, that Dr. Bluespire’s
lecture begins at 8:30.
Barely conscious, choking
back simulation coffee
black, He can hear himself
contemplating infinite
regressions, the counter
intuitive [...]

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A Call To Write!

September 18, 2008

If I don’t write, if I don’t contribute a verse, if I dream but never live, I fear I may be “unprofitably travelling towards the grave, / Like a false steward who hath much received / And renders nothing back.”*
*from “The Prelude – Book One” by William Wordsworth

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Enough to go Around

September 11, 2008

Everyone had the chance to live the American Dream.
To eat apple pie and drink Bud Light from a can,
the goal that every little boy (and little girl!) aspires to achieve.
 

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Faraway Book Club September Pick Number 2

September 6, 2008

The second selection for the Faraway book club is . . .

The edition that we will be following is the Everyman’s Library Pocket Poets, ISBN: 067944369x, or http://www.amazon.com/Wordsworth-Poems- … 11&sr=11-1, which includes the following poems:

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