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the surface of the sun erupts spilling streams of brimstone into airless passageways where poets roam words catch fire orbit the mind like elliptical rocks mortared tight they shed more heat than light pile them high pick only hard consonants their Anglo-Saxon pedigree stirs the lowest impulses of life use them sparingly elegance eschews vulgarity the driving force of the body the circulation of black blood swallow it like wine to name is to own like landed gentry you parcel out your words as possessions ****** them from the void you must climb over the walls of what cannot be spoken stitch the sun's lacerations into the fire of the poem
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Apr 7, 2023
Apr 7, 2023 at 7:02 PM UTC
The Fire of the Poem
the surface of the sun erupts spilling streams of brimstone into airless passageways where poets roam words catch fire orbit the mind like elliptical rocks mortared tight they shed more heat than light pile them high pick only hard consonants their Anglo-Saxon pedigree stirs the lowest impulses of life use them sparingly elegance eschews vulgarity the driving force of the body the circulation of black blood swallow it like wine to name is to own like landed gentry you parcel out your words as possessions ****** them from the void you must climb over the walls of what cannot be spoken stitch the sun's lacerations into the fire of the poem
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M/Kansas
Apr 7, 2023
Apr 7, 2023 at 7:02 PM UTC
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