by Geoffrey Gatza |
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Baxia: The Thunder Dragon |
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Bestow situations upon all gleaners Award senior citizen’s their watches
In a haze of wired cathedrals a misguided cube of heroine reaches for the bin of stored arms and a small cotton ball
it is the space left by an object when it is missed that renders space negative as a spectacular lapse of judgment visually, emotionally and spiritually
When the god of literature was taken prisoner, it was Lei Jen Zu who went to his father, Thunder Dragon; He gave him magic apricots that would transform him into a green horned dragon
As a dragon Lei Jen Zu saves Robert Creeley for him to write, in the eyes of time, the world is an endless cycle of limitations. |
Hortense Hippopotamus |
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Hortense Hippopotamus For Jim Carney
A great many things may happen between the cup and the upper lip.
At 2PM she rises up from her armchair and cable news network and places a kettle on the stove. She imagines that she can balance an egg on her nose, tries three times then bends down to clean up the sticky mess. The 3 yolks in the white blob made a face at her,
well a squished face as the eyes we’re a bit out of sorts, but the egg
man did make for an interesting bit of afternoon company and so she poured tea for two and then set out a red gingham dish towel and a plate of cookies on the floor next to her new friend and then began to tell Mr. Eggs of her two sons off in the Army, a daughter
who lives in a large pond at the park and has an excellent supply
of food and friendly neighbors. Mr. Eggs hadn’t touched her tea or any of her special raisin cookies that, at one time was the toast of Elmwood elementary, but no matter she thought, he looks not well and maybe he won’t mind if I eat the last cookie on the plate.
She could always get more but didn’t want him to think she didn’t
watch her figure. But how silly she was being, Mr. Eggs is a kind man and would never entertain such a foolish opinion of her. And so she warmed their cups and then, getting herself off of the floor, tipped her hand to her head to say ta, and then using a kitchen rag cleaned up Mr. Eggs, then placed the dishes into the sink, cleaned
and then walked back to her armchair, television and her live news.
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