Monday, November 27, 2017

Heath Brougher - Two Poems

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1. 
The Veins of Japan 

 
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2.
Two Teeth 
 
Don’t snozzle your mask
don’t spangle your smile
don’t childrenly chuckle to yourself
 
                        birthed to bloom
                        now lost of blossom
                             to a muddiness
                        among a plethora of plumpness
 
rot sprouts ubiquitous sitcom
                                                spreckles
            as if                                         speckled on a blue spreckled sap sucker’s eggs
 
dross imagos   dross talk   dross teeth   dross existence
wire tired—    the guns out already
and of course not one of them            backfires
            so very naïve to the abspestos painting [the work of art — the weak of art]
                                    upon the ceiling poisoning
            the air from lobby to roof
 
at every turn of the maze a mirage suddenly springs up—
 
Ceasar knows best
the candyfloss from the candy tree
brings a reader exaggerated focus [say “sugar high!”]
            confused imagos—     something tells me the apes will be back
but not immediately—         this poem painful as looking for a haystack
                        in a giant pile of needles.

Friday, November 24, 2017

Roger Olson - "..." and its obvious consequence

Author's Note: I had a dream where i couldn't understand a thing. I was listening to someone. This person was trying to tell something really important but i just couldn't understand a word. It was greek to me. And i was doing all these "Oh, eh, ah, uh, huh"'s trying to keep the conversation going. And the person got really-really irritated and so she started to slap my face and then i lost my consciousness and found myself in a bag which was falling into the river and then i woke up. This poem attempts to transcribe my part of that surreal conversation. 

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"..." and its obvious consequence

Oh...
eh. Uh. Eh... Uh...
Um... Mmm... mmm....
huh?
Hmm...
Oh! Huh? Uh-huh. Oh. Ah. Uh. Eh... Oh.

Pfff...

Huh? Uh-huh. Oh. Ah. Uh. Eh... Mmm... mmm...
Oh. Ah. Uh. Eh... Uh. Eh... Oh.
Pfff...Oh. Ah. Uh. Eh... Oh. Ah. Uh. Eh...
Oh. Ah. Uh. Eh... Uh. Eh... Oh. Ah. Uh. Eh...
huh?
Hmm... Oh. Ah. Uh. Eh... Mmm...
huh?
Hmm....

Um... Oh.

Pfff...

Uh. Eh... Oh. Ah. Uh. Eh...
eh. Uh. Eh... Uh... Uh... Oh. Ah. Uh. Eh...
Oh. Ah. Uh. Eh... Oh. Ah. Uh. Eh...
eh. Uh. Eh... Oh. Ah. Uh... Oh. Ah. Uh. Eh... Mmm...
Uh... Oh. Ah. Uh. Eh...
eh. Uh... Oh. Ah. Uh. Eh... Mmm... mmm...
 Oh. Ah. Uh. Eh...
eh. Uh. Eh... Oh.
Pfff...Oh. Ah. Uh. Eh... Oh. Ah. Uh. Eh... Oh. Ah. Uh. Eh...
huh?
Hmm... Oh. Ah. Uh. Eh... Oh. Ah. Uh? Oh!

(slap, slap, slap)
Ah!
(slap, slap, slap)
Aye! Ah! Oi!
(slap, slap, slap)

...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...

Ppfmfp... mppmfp.
Fmfmfp. Mppmfp... Fmfmfp... Fmfppm...
Ppmppmppm... ppmppmppm.... mfpfmfmfp?
Mfpppmppm... Ppfmfp! Mfpfmfmfp?
Fmfmfp-mfpfmfmfp. Ppfmfp. Mmmmfp.
Fmfmfp. Mppmfp... Ppfmfp. Pfmmpfmpfmpf...

(PLONK!)

Wednesday, November 22, 2017

Fanny Chissom - Five Punctuation poems

Author's note: I think words are overused as prime tools for writing poetry. I like the abstractness and words just don't give me that. So i've tried to use punctuation in order to create truly abstract poetry. 

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1
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-.-.-.-.....-.-.-.-.-.-.-.
-.-.-.-.-.......::..........:
"... " ).........

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::.-.

.

.- .:..... ...-:...-..--.-...:.....:-..... -:..:- ..:.

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2
:....".....-..-.-:.-"..
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 -..."-.

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...--.-.:."..-.-."..." ".-:...-...-..

.......)-.

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3
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":......

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4
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-.."

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5
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Monday, November 20, 2017

Dorothy McIntire - Poem with too many X's

Author's note: what is X? It is one of those letters we use to cover something. Names are often concealed by X's, bad words are often replaced with X. But what if X is the last letter standing and there is nothing left? What's then? That's what i'm trying to explore.

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Poem with too many X's

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Tuesday, November 14, 2017

Peter Merrick - Accidental poems out of Random words

1
hairless donkey monkey
hunting
alien doom echo

profound emotion bounce

annoying thunder
rolling bubble blimp
choke cough

apparently fluctuation fraudulent

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2
soup
dimensional dismemberment
behold

charming bluish suave hurdle
bite knuckles comatose

blissfully
exquisite
flush bloop plop pinch

baffling

***
3
flinch ceaseless
halting glitter

proven improper

crushing adorable background cloud

honest discontent

dizzy tongue
guzzling spurious fizz

frightening gulp

***
4
dolphin lightning

bizarre

humming flash
also chair crushing

blunt finger knowing silence
luminous bitter flavor
duck forlornness

blackout
applause

***
5
thumb wanderlust
destination ear

jump creepy bent fork
think plaid
fiery

bottom perplexing itch
flamboyant hesitation
lollipop slap reverberation smile
bland heart grunt humble

nice

Thursday, November 9, 2017

Mothra Sheumann - Warped Love poem

Love
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Wednesday, November 8, 2017

Vasyl Dybchuk - One random letter per line Seventy Times

Author's Note: My reasoning for doing it is simple. Horizontal plains are widely exploited by literary forms while vertical are woefully ignored. Since this is digital space - i think we can try something different. And not exactly meaningful.

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One letter per line Seventy Times

Ц
т
ч
Т
А

Л
ш
у
к
ж

У
Ф
а
О
ч

б
я
к
щ
Е

В
о
И
а
в

В
о
И
а
в

ф
о
р
Н
м

Ц
ц
д
Е
л

и
г
А
у
Ш

к
е
е
Ж
г

А
Е
у
б
Є

к
Б
У
П
у

Х
й
т
Х
а