tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4239657309427202553.post5660556551146655719..comments2024-03-14T08:43:45.183-04:00Comments on The Véhicule Press Blog: Sunday PoemVéhicule Presshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00818162880719157747noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4239657309427202553.post-71038191822655610812011-10-02T20:40:08.938-04:002011-10-02T20:40:08.938-04:00Look at it!
Don’t avert your eyes!
Don’t say you w...Look at it!<br />Don’t avert your eyes!<br />Don’t say you weren’t there!<br />Don’t justify your absence!<br /><br />You didn’t do anything?<br />You didn’t try!<br />You didn’t ignore it? Them?<br />You still do with your mute tone!<br /><br />Look at it you Aryan fuck!<br />Look at it you fucked up poet!<br />These lines shall not ease you mind!<br />Your tears shall not wash those images away!Taymaz Valleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02288362730318622105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4239657309427202553.post-17193890514440581172011-09-26T03:59:38.979-04:002011-09-26T03:59:38.979-04:00Thanks for this, Carmine.
For those unfamiliar w...Thanks for this, Carmine.<br /><br /> For those unfamiliar with the original context: this remarkable poem is actually the second part in a nine-entry series called Phases of the Present. The even more remarkable part nine (and last) is Ostinato which acts as an internal, generalized compliment to this one. <br /><br />These are all contained in the (original) Gustafson book Corners in the Glass, my favourite of all his non-selecteds.Brian Palmuhttp://brianpalmu.blogspot.com/noreply@blogger.com