Dailies 7/11/17: carpe diem, preschool, galleons, maps & the Italic Gods



Rick Barot – The Galleons

Because I am reading Frank O’Hara
while sitting on a bench at the Brooklyn Promenade

I am aware it is 10:30 in New York
on a Tuesday morning

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Robert Fanning – Watching My Daughter Through the One Way Mirror of a Preschool Observation Room

Maggie’s finishing a portrait
of our family, gluing googly eyes
*****onto a stately stick figure

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Rosie King – Again

I’m on my knees among the crisp brown crunch
then standxxxx in time to see

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Sherod Santos – The Italic Gods

In the back room of a secondhand bookshop on Printer’s Row, I leafed through a stack of nineteenth-century topographic maps spread out on a table and weighted with a stone. I was the only customer in the store, and though he’d checked my bag when I entered, the desk clerk hardly glanced my way. Like

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