Ezra Pound. In Exitum Cuiusdam. Ripostes. [26]
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Ezra Pound. In Exitum Cuiusdam. Ripostes. [26]
Ezra Pound. Sé en mí como las rachas eternas. Ripostes. [38]
BLOSSOM / Adam Stutz
Negotiate the nausea of a floor in Oakland my dull libido is poking the reminiscence of an impulse I can’t easily label The train runs the distance— a shouting match in passing lie down on an air mattress plot broken sleep an unfinished letter misplaced in another room unmoored sentiments are made for rearranging a checklist in freefall— striking down an arrival the expanse of bridges droning on in chants I bathe in turn signals tattered raconteur twist up + down— split the fragments of flashing teeth into brash barbs of bright sparks:the ripostes of the raw + unfed empty lots w/mattresses: holding promise I make enough clamor + beckon away w/ yes my shame is a bitter snap your crisp weed— ⁂ Adam Stutz is the author of Transcript (Cooper Dillon Books, 2017), The Scales (White Stag Publishing, 2018), and the co-curator of the Non-Standard Lit Reading Series with Mark Wallace and Jeanine Webb. He currently resides in San Diego, CA.
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