Franz Wright:
Lucille Clifton:
Emily Dickinson:
The Clock / strikes One / That just / struck Two - / Some Schism / in the Sum - / A Vagabond / from Genesis / Has wrecked / the Pendulum - //
A Sloop of / Amber slips away / Upon an Ether / Sea / And wrecks / in peace a /
Purple Tar - / + The Son of / Ecstasy - [+ A woe of Ecstasy]
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Kobayashi Issa (tr. from Japanese by R.H. Blyth):
신 선 영 Sun Yung Shin:
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Good points, Franz Wright. I wish it were not "dumbing down" that the perceives, however. And I love that transformative between-place, where "obscurity for obscurity's sake" dies or becomes true strangeness.