I’m just a internet bunny: In response to fireside chats / why we need narrative poetry again

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Have a little fun and write one today

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I think that is why I think

that in the sense that

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that he said that

it does it feels like

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a #microcosm of #cosmic events

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You know to wait. Wait in the Misere. Wait in the Gloria. Wait in the Magnificat. Wait in the Sanctus. For the Antiphonal song. Antiphonal hymn. The choral answer. In the ebb and tide of echo. – Theresa Hak Kyung Cha, Dictee

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http://etcsl.orinst.ox.ac.uk/section1/tr141.htm

2 young white men

and 1 young white man

http://www.operationghettostorm.org/

And so it goes until the vista includes only displacement of feeling back into the body, which gave birth to the feelings that don’t sit comfortably inside the communal.

You smile dumbly at the world because you are still feeling if only the feeling could be known and this brings on the moment you recognize as desire.

Every day your mouth opens and receives the kiss the world offers, which seals you shut though you are feeling sick to your stomach about the beginning of the feeling that was born from understanding and now stumbles around in you—the go-along-to-get-along tongue pushing your tongue aside. Yes and your mouth is full up and the feeling is still tottering— – Claudia Rankine, Citizen: An American Lyric

“Sorry I said Mike and Eric

All regards to Mr. Harrison

Photograph by Danny Snelson

conversation conducted with Natalia Panzer” – ed.

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