Sunday, November 29, 2009

NOTHING WAS IN PLACE BUT AT THE SAME TIME - TO BE SURE, MARVELOUSLY SURE - ON THE FLOOR OR ON THE CEILING, UNDER THE BED OR FLOATING IN A WASHBASIN, THERE WERE STARS AND CHUNKS OF ETERNITY, POEMS LIKE SUNS
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Saturday, November 28, 2009

Thursday, November 26, 2009

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Wednesday, November 25, 2009

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Sunday, November 22, 2009

Um Ah e um Oh

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Saturday, November 21, 2009

"All night I was climbing out of the grave of myself getting only as far as assigning the name "grave."

Friday, November 20, 2009

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Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

RETURNING THE BULL TO THE SEA AND THE SEA TO HEAVENS
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Monday, November 16, 2009

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Monday, November 9, 2009

WHENEVER I HAPPEN TO BE THERE, I FEEL THE DESIRE TO GO ELSEWHERE GRADUALLY EBBING OUT OF ME, I HAVE TO STRUGGLE AGAINST MYSELF TO GET FREE FROM A GENTLE, OVER-INSISTENT, AND FINALLY, CRUSHING EMBRACE
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Friday, November 6, 2009

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THE RIDICULOUS, TERRIBLE WAITING, IN WHICH WE DO NOT KNOW WHICH OBECT TO MOVE, WHICH GESTURE TO REPEAT-WHAT TO DO IN ORDER TO MAKE WHAT WE ARE WAITING FOR HAPPEN
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Sunday, November 1, 2009