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Λυγμός ποτάμι ορμητικό πότισε μπουμπούκια χαράς | by SearchingTheMeaningOfLife

Λυγμός ποτάμι
ορμητικό πότισε
μπουμπούκια χαράς

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Λυγμός ποτάμι ορμητικό πότισε μπουμπούκια χαράς | by SearchingTheMeaningOfLife

Λυγμός ποτάμι
ορμητικό πότισε
μπουμπούκια χαράς

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Λυγμός ποτάμι ορμητικό πότισε μπουμπούκια χαράς | by SearchingTheMeaningOfLife

Λυγμός ποτάμι
ορμητικό πότισε
μπουμπούκια χαράς

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Λυγμός ποτάμι ορμητικό πότισε μπουμπούκια χαράς | by SearchingTheMeaningOfLife

Λυγμός ποτάμι
ορμητικό πότισε
μπουμπούκια χαράς

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Λυγμός ποτάμι ορμητικό πότισε μπουμπούκια χαράς | by SearchingTheMeaningOfLife

Λυγμός ποτάμι
ορμητικό πότισε
μπουμπούκια χαράς

by SearchingTheMeaningOfLife

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Today, a poem. Good Timber, by Douglas Malloch.

#goodtimber #DouglasMalloch #poems #adversity

precipitate

from the roil,
from the boil,
the slush of forgetfulness
frothing; the casting
vapor wafting off;
a hard and shining dust
in the bottom of the pan –
for now, not now, too hot to touch,
but when it cools –
when it cools –
we’ll learn what exactly
was drifting around in there.

#poem #poems #poet #poetry #amwritingpoetry inventingrealityediting.com/2...

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Poem: Stay Away Stay Away

Stay away stay away 
Stay away, darkness around him 
Darkness around you all, stay away 
There's nothing fruitful in it 
There's nothing wholesome in it 
There's nothing shaking in it, 
Waiting to come out 
It's all a “white tomb” inside 
And broods “of vipers”
It's all dust and death so 

Stay away stay away

The Veil

© Simon J Ashcroft, 2026

#SJAshcroftsPoems #poems #poetry #PoetryCommunity #MyWordsMyWork

The Veil

© Simon J Ashcroft, 2026

#SJAshcroftsPoems #poems #poetry #PoetryCommunity #MyWordsMyWork

The Veil

© Simon J Ashcroft, 2026

#SJAshcroftsPoems #poems #poetry #PoetryCommunity #MyWordsMyWork

The Veil

© Simon J Ashcroft, 2026

#SJAshcroftsPoems #poems #poetry #PoetryCommunity #MyWordsMyWork

The Veil

© Simon J Ashcroft, 2026

#SJAshcroftsPoems #poems #poetry #PoetryCommunity #MyWordsMyWork

fingers in the spokes

there is an allowable amount of horror;
a simmer agreed upon,
a subset of families dragged
away in the night, a volume of dogs
shot point-blank by the state;
human is the excuse-making animal.
given a slow enough stalking
even a flimsy doe will turn and scream
and kick; will try anything
to alert, to defend.
but our threshold are high.
the factory consumes hands;
every day, one or many –
but so long as the product is good,
who bothers to care?

fingers in the spokes

there is an allowable amount of horror;
a simmer agreed upon,
a subset of families dragged
away in the night, a volume of dogs
shot point-blank by the state;
human is the excuse-making animal.
given a slow enough stalking
even a flimsy doe will turn and scream
and kick; will try anything
to alert, to defend.
but our threshold are high.
the factory consumes hands;
every day, one or many –
but so long as the product is good,
who bothers to care?

fingers in the spokes

there is an allowable amount of horror;
a simmer agreed upon,
a subset of families dragged
away in the night, a volume of dogs
shot point-blank by the state;
human is the excuse-making animal.
given a slow enough stalking
even a flimsy doe will turn and scream
and kick; will try anything
to alert, to defend.
but our threshold are high.
the factory consumes hands;
every day, one or many –
but so long as the product is good,
who bothers to care?

fingers in the spokes

there is an allowable amount of horror;
a simmer agreed upon,
a subset of families dragged
away in the night, a volume of dogs
shot point-blank by the state;
human is the excuse-making animal.
given a slow enough stalking
even a flimsy doe will turn and scream
and kick; will try anything
to alert, to defend.
but our threshold are high.
the factory consumes hands;
every day, one or many –
but so long as the product is good,
who bothers to care?

fingers in the spokes

there is an allowable amount of horror;
a simmer agreed upon,
a subset of families dragged
away in the night, a volume of dogs
shot point-blank by the state;
human is the excuse-making animal.
given a slow enough stalking
even a flimsy doe will turn and scream
and kick; will try anything
to alert, to defend.
but our threshold are high.
the factory consumes hands;
every day, one or many –
but so long as the product is good,
who bothers to care?

Αφορμή ένα ρόδο του εσωτερικού κήπου. Με την ευωδια το χρώμα και την ομορφιά του θύμισε ζωή. | SearchingTheMeaningOfLife

Αφορμή ένα ρόδο
του εσωτερικού κήπου.
Με την ευωδιά
το χρώμα
και την ομορφιά του
θύμισε ζωή.
Ήρθε απο πέρασμα
με την πνοή
το φως
και το άγγιγμα του αέρα
των εξωτερικών παραθύρων.

Αν και αόρατα στις αισθήσεις,
μιας κι είχα την ίδια ταχύτητα
κι όμως έθρεψαν ζωή.

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Αφορμή ένα ρόδο του εσωτερικού κήπου. Με την ευωδια το χρώμα και την ομορφιά του θύμισε ζωή. | SearchingTheMeaningOfLife

Αφορμή ένα ρόδο
του εσωτερικού κήπου.
Με την ευωδιά
το χρώμα
και την ομορφιά του
θύμισε ζωή.
Ήρθε απο πέρασμα
με την πνοή
το φως
και το άγγιγμα του αέρα
των εξωτερικών παραθύρων.

Αν και αόρατα στις αισθήσεις,
μιας κι είχα την ίδια ταχύτητα
κι όμως έθρεψαν ζωή.

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Αφορμή ένα ρόδο του εσωτερικού κήπου. Με την ευωδια το χρώμα και την ομορφιά του θύμισε ζωή. | SearchingTheMeaningOfLife

Αφορμή ένα ρόδο
του εσωτερικού κήπου.
Με την ευωδιά
το χρώμα
και την ομορφιά του
θύμισε ζωή.
Ήρθε απο πέρασμα
με την πνοή
το φως
και το άγγιγμα του αέρα
των εξωτερικών παραθύρων.

Αν και αόρατα στις αισθήσεις,
μιας κι είχα την ίδια ταχύτητα
κι όμως έθρεψαν ζωή.

by SearchingTheMeaningOfLife

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Αφορμή ένα ρόδο του εσωτερικού κήπου. Με την ευωδια το χρώμα και την ομορφιά του θύμισε ζωή. | SearchingTheMeaningOfLife

Αφορμή ένα ρόδο
του εσωτερικού κήπου.
Με την ευωδιά
το χρώμα
και την ομορφιά του
θύμισε ζωή.
Ήρθε απο πέρασμα
με την πνοή
το φως
και το άγγιγμα του αέρα
των εξωτερικών παραθύρων.

Αν και αόρατα στις αισθήσεις,
μιας κι είχα την ίδια ταχύτητα
κι όμως έθρεψαν ζωή.

by SearchingTheMeaningOfLife

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Αφορμή ένα ρόδο του εσωτερικού κήπου. Με την ευωδια το χρώμα και την ομορφιά του θύμισε ζωή. | SearchingTheMeaningOfLife

Αφορμή ένα ρόδο
του εσωτερικού κήπου.
Με την ευωδιά
το χρώμα
και την ομορφιά του
θύμισε ζωή.
Ήρθε απο πέρασμα
με την πνοή
το φως
και το άγγιγμα του αέρα
των εξωτερικών παραθύρων.

Αν και αόρατα στις αισθήσεις,
μιας κι είχα την ίδια ταχύτητα
κι όμως έθρεψαν ζωή.

by SearchingTheMeaningOfLife

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Poems "woven ... into a beautiful story that will touch your heart" #amwriting #writingcommunity #poems #poetry #inventingreality www.amazon.com/Love-Letters-S...

Poems "woven ... into a beautiful story that will touch your heart" #amwriting #writingcommunity #poems #poetry #inventingreality www.amazon.com/Love-Letters-S...

Poems "woven ... into a beautiful story that will touch your heart" #amwriting #writingcommunity #poems #poetry #inventingreality www.amazon.com/Love-Letters-S...

Poems "woven ... into a beautiful story that will touch your heart" #amwriting #writingcommunity #poems #poetry #inventingreality www.amazon.com/Love-Letters-S...

Once More With —

his eyes went glassy, glassy, grazing
out in the back nine, his fingers reaching
down and plucking mustard
like they used to retrieve tees;
the man with placid face has
gone delicious; gone divine;
become something more than man,
something less than food,
something caught in
history’s mouth, something
ground in the gullet of a tale
as old as time.

Once More With —

his eyes went glassy, glassy, grazing
out in the back nine, his fingers reaching
down and plucking mustard
like they used to retrieve tees;
the man with placid face has
gone delicious; gone divine;
become something more than man,
something less than food,
something caught in
history’s mouth, something
ground in the gullet of a tale
as old as time.

Once More With —

his eyes went glassy, glassy, grazing
out in the back nine, his fingers reaching
down and plucking mustard
like they used to retrieve tees;
the man with placid face has
gone delicious; gone divine;
become something more than man,
something less than food,
something caught in
history’s mouth, something
ground in the gullet of a tale
as old as time.

Once More With —

his eyes went glassy, glassy, grazing
out in the back nine, his fingers reaching
down and plucking mustard
like they used to retrieve tees;
the man with placid face has
gone delicious; gone divine;
become something more than man,
something less than food,
something caught in
history’s mouth, something
ground in the gullet of a tale
as old as time.

Once More With —

his eyes went glassy, glassy, grazing
out in the back nine, his fingers reaching
down and plucking mustard
like they used to retrieve tees;
the man with placid face has
gone delicious; gone divine;
become something more than man,
something less than food,
something caught in
history’s mouth, something
ground in the gullet of a tale
as old as time.

[…]Αργόσχολοι πλούσιοι  Την κλέβουν  Από εσένα, εσένα κι εμένα  Καμιά ιδιωτικότητα  Ώσπου να ξεγυμνωθούν οι ίδιοι […]

[Hellas | Veria 2025]

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[…]Αργόσχολοι πλούσιοι  Την κλέβουν  Από εσένα, εσένα κι εμένα  Καμιά ιδιωτικότητα  Ώσπου να ξεγυμνωθούν οι ίδιοι […]

[Hellas | Veria 2025]

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[…]Αργόσχολοι πλούσιοι  Την κλέβουν  Από εσένα, εσένα κι εμένα  Καμιά ιδιωτικότητα  Ώσπου να ξεγυμνωθούν οι ίδιοι […]

[Hellas | Veria 2025]

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[…]Αργόσχολοι πλούσιοι  Την κλέβουν  Από εσένα, εσένα κι εμένα  Καμιά ιδιωτικότητα  Ώσπου να ξεγυμνωθούν οι ίδιοι […]

[Hellas | Veria 2025]

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[…]Αργόσχολοι πλούσιοι  Την κλέβουν  Από εσένα, εσένα κι εμένα  Καμιά ιδιωτικότητα  Ώσπου να ξεγυμνωθούν οι ίδιοι […]

[Hellas | Veria 2025]

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kathy acker: get rid of meaning

https://p-u-n-c-h.ro/koenigbooks/kathy-acker-get-rid-of-meaning/
American author Kathy Acker was one of the most influential writers of the 20th century. Working through an experimental and avant-garde tradition, she wrote numerous novels, essays, poems, and novellas from the early 1970s to the late 1990s. As a postmodernist, plagiarist, and post-punk feminist, she continues to inspire generations of writers, philosophers, and artists. The book GET RID OF MEANING, edited by Anja Casser and Matias Viegener, is the first comprehensive publication on Acker’s work from an artistic and literary perspective. It includes previously unpublished material from Acker’s personal archive and other collections. The publication is the compilation of a multipart research project including an exhibition and a symposium at Badischer Kunstverein in Karlsruhe.

https://p-u-n-c-h.ro/koenigbooks/kathy-acker-get-rid-of-meaning/

7 Birds

https://thetigressawakes.wordpress.com/2026/08/13/7-birds/

Poetry in Crannóg Magazine Now Available

My poem “Weathering” is in Crannóg Magazine‘s Issue 64. The print version is available in bookshops all across Ireland (incl. The Winding Stair and Dubray Books in Dublin and Charlie Byrnes in Galway); Foyle’s in London; City Lights in San Francisco; and Harvard’s bookstore in Cambridge. Full list of stockists here. It can also be ordered online.

Builder

For Nelson (May 16, 1944-July 13, 2005)

If I would have my life to live over again,
I would find an old stone wall in disrepair
and I would spend my days seeking the tumbled
down stones hidden in the grass.

By day I would rebuild the wall. At night I
would lie in its lee. I would not be afraid
of the snakes and rodents disturbed from
their dark places in the cracks between the
stones where they sleep.

And when my life came to an end and the wall
was as yet unfinished, I would not moan. I
would lay myself down against the rocks and
let my body fade away into a place of rest in
the cracks between the stones.

March 11, 2005

(Reposted on the anniversary of my dear friend’s passing)

Builder

For Nelson (May 16, 1944-July 13, 2005)

If I would have my life to live over again,
I would find an old stone wall in disrepair
and I would spend my days seeking the tumbled
down stones hidden in the grass.

By day I would rebuild the wall. At night I
would lie in its lee. I would not be afraid
of the snakes and rodents disturbed from
their dark places in the cracks between the
stones where they sleep.

And when my life came to an end and the wall
was as yet unfinished, I would not moan. I
would lay myself down against the rocks and
let my body fade away into a place of rest in
the cracks between the stones.

March 11, 2005

(Reposted on the anniversary of my dear friend’s passing)

Builder

For Nelson (May 16, 1944-July 13, 2005)

If I would have my life to live over again,
I would find an old stone wall in disrepair
and I would spend my days seeking the tumbled
down stones hidden in the grass.

By day I would rebuild the wall. At night I
would lie in its lee. I would not be afraid
of the snakes and rodents disturbed from
their dark places in the cracks between the
stones where they sleep.

And when my life came to an end and the wall
was as yet unfinished, I would not moan. I
would lay myself down against the rocks and
let my body fade away into a place of rest in
the cracks between the stones.

March 11, 2005

(Reposted on the anniversary of my dear friend’s passing)

Builder

For Nelson (May 16, 1944-July 13, 2005)

If I would have my life to live over again,
I would find an old stone wall in disrepair
and I would spend my days seeking the tumbled
down stones hidden in the grass.

By day I would rebuild the wall. At night I
would lie in its lee. I would not be afraid
of the snakes and rodents disturbed from
their dark places in the cracks between the
stones where they sleep.

And when my life came to an end and the wall
was as yet unfinished, I would not moan. I
would lay myself down against the rocks and
let my body fade away into a place of rest in
the cracks between the stones.

March 11, 2005

(Reposted on the anniversary of my dear friend’s passing)

Builder

For Nelson (May 16, 1944-July 13, 2005)

If I would have my life to live over again,
I would find an old stone wall in disrepair
and I would spend my days seeking the tumbled
down stones hidden in the grass.

By day I would rebuild the wall. At night I
would lie in its lee. I would not be afraid
of the snakes and rodents disturbed from
their dark places in the cracks between the
stones where they sleep.

And when my life came to an end and the wall
was as yet unfinished, I would not moan. I
would lay myself down against the rocks and
let my body fade away into a place of rest in
the cracks between the stones.

March 11, 2005

(Reposted on the anniversary of my dear friend’s passing)

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oggi, 15 dicembre, a milano: presentazione del libro di mario mieli, “poesie / poems”

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1
apricot trees exist, apricot trees exist

2
bracken exists; and blackberries, blackberries;
bromine exists; and hydrogen, hydrogen

3
cicadas exist; chicory, chromium,
citrus trees; cicadas exist;
cicadas, cedars, cypresses, the cerebellum

Inger #Christensen (1935-2009): #poems from alfabet/alphabet (1988) English #translation by Susanna #Nied (Bloodaxe Books, Hexham/UK 2000) #Danish #poetry

Photo: etching by Per Kirkeby to poem 1 in I. Christensen: alfabet/alphabet, Münster 2022