Dailies 2/7/18


Carl Phillips – Gold Leaf

To lift, without ever asking what animal exactly it once belonged to,
the socketed helmet that what’s left of the skull equals

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Lauren Russell – from Descent

Can I be your lazy eye, your wander-
lust, your grave without a headstone,
your bleeding gums, your buck teeth
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Henry Wei Leung  – Life Sentences Sonnet for the Goddess 

Tiananmen Square, June 1989

You were born in papier-mâché, a face plastered white, a thirty-
three foot emolument on the fourth day, facing the portrait of the
Chairman of Mao.

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Daily Quote:

“Do not write a poetry of rarity, or of rarification, but of *never again*.

Do not even write this poetry but find it, come across it, and step over it. The helpless ant that in the end can lift more than ten times its weight: that is a poetry.” 

-Kevin Young


Poetry Diary: Another snow day. Stuck inside. Not happy about it. 

Philip Larkin – Home is so Sad

Home is so sad. It stays as it was left,
Shaped to the comfort of the last to go
As if to win them back. Instead, bereft
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