Dailies 4/6/17: a rainbow, a nail, a ride into death, & dirt being dirt

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Vera Pavlova, translated by Steven Seymour – [I am]


I am
a nail
being driven in
while I try
to keep

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Carl Phillips – Dirt Being Dirt

The orchard was on fire, but that didn’t stop him from slowly walking
straight into it, shirtless, you can see where the flames have
foliaged—here, especially—his chest. Splashed by the moon,

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Alex Dimitrov – Los Angeles, NY

What he can’t remember is why soon they’ll stop meeting
in the gold, lonely rooms. Through the old streets, through history,
the limousine came and inside it you flipped like a page in a cheap paperback.
The ride into death glowed past summer

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William Wordsworth – My Heart Leaps Up

My heart leaps up when I behold
A rainbow in the sky:

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