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The {{Sadly}} Still Nameless JC Poetry Club

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sapphosapphosapphoooo mmmmmm [Jul. 28th, 2004|04:26 pm]
The {{Sadly}} Still Nameless JC Poetry Club


[How does that make you feel? |confusedconfused]
[Listen! There is music playing! |Taking BackSunday, I am Fred Astaire]

Uhm. Read:

Although they are
only breath, words
which I command
are immortal.


In case that wasn't enough for today:

Dreamsong 383
John Berryman

It brightens with power, when the dawn begins.
My court emerges. Up its shutters throws
my kiosk.
So cigarettes are here, and many sins
are purged by a dreamless night. I pick my nose.
All men have made mistakes.

All men have made mistakes: that includes You.
August in Athens, at the end of the labour.
Come kiss me.
I saw your fault before you showed it to me,
the tall Anglaise, unmarried, 29.
So erect, so fine.

Grant her a husband, bete Apollo, swiftly.
She was not born for sacrifice, I think.
But she was born.
My baby's all hunched up, in sleep. Poseidon,
ruined on Sounion, in the hard cold wind,
who gave hell to Odysseus.

Damn, if my room isn't messy. :-/