Dailies 8/2/17: Rocksteady, reading, Paradise & hats



Wallace Stevens – The House Was Quiet and the World Was Calm

The house was quiet and the world was calm.
The reader became the book; and summer night

Was like the conscious being of the book.
The house was quiet and the world was calm.

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Andy Stallings – Paradise

The last laugh’s after the last
joke. Incoming graves. He
rode the train west to begin
a new job in Seattle while my
grandmother stayed with her
family in Boston to give birth

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Ishion Hutchinson – Rocksteady

for Colin Channer

For these cramped fragments of Thomas,
******stir: ‘I had never loved England,’ and stir:
 ******‘I had loved it foolishly,’ stir, transmuted:
 ******‘like a slave, not having realized it was not mine.

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Robert Hedin – My Mother’s Hats

She kept them high on the top shelf
In boxes big as drums—

Bright, crescent-shaped boats
With little fishnets dangling down—

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