From Body Eclectic.
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
Sunday, April 17, 2011
Richard Brautigan
Sexual Accident
The sexual accident
that turned out to be your wife,
the mother of your children
and the end of your life, is home
cooking dinner for all your friends.
From Loading Mercury With a Pitchfork.
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
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Monday, March 14, 2011
Lisel Mueller
Things
What happened is, we grew lonely
living among the things,
so we gave the clock a face,
the chair a back,
the table four stout legs
which will never suffer fatigue.
We fitted our shoes with tongues
as smooth as our own
and hung tongues inside bells
so we could listen
to their emotional language,
and because we loved graceful profiles
the pitcher received a lip,
the bottle a long, slender neck.
Even what was beyond us
was recast in our image;
we gave the country a heart,
the storm an eye,
the cave a mouth
so we could pass into safety.
From Alive Together.
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