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  • Come To My Window
    My mother asks me to come into her bedroom.
    A tree on the edge of the yard has fallen
    by briareus 78 lines, 2 comments, on Sep 28 8:12 PM. In Family. Reward
  • lustralis fulgur
    The thought of you, / like lightning
    in the hand, flashing / from an immense distance
    by briareus 7 lines, 1 comment, on Sep 28 2:12 PM. In Personal, Angst
  • Limpet Cycle
    Great Eastern from 1866
    cable connecting our lands --
    by briareus 47 lines, 6 comments, on Sep 1 7:12 PM. In Message
  • 1944
    A globe, I must have
    a globe of the world, for I have
    by briareus 25 lines, 2 comments, on Aug 15 11:16 AM. In My life. Reward
  • Whispering Campaign
    Draw near, draw near
    I will whisper in your ear
    by briareus 17 lines, 6 comments, on Nov 20 11:29 AM 2007. In Message
  • Enigma
    Looking out / the window open as always / even the blinds removed at night / suddenly a black pall / falls, light of sky and earth / exting
    by briareus 18 lines, 9 comments, on Jul 28 11:04 PM 2007. In Angst
  • Circumspection
    He said / you must not touch such a woman / not even with the most gossamer tentacles / of your Quixotic imagination. / As if meeting with
    by briareus 14 lines, 7 comments, on Jul 9 9:40 AM 2007. In reflection
  • The Dance of Dementia
    Day by day as I tread / the planks of this suspension bridge / my mother beside me walks a tightrope / stretched over the same abyss
    by briareus 5 lines, 8 comments, on Jul 7 9:46 PM 2007. In Angst
  • dream: beneath the blackboard
    Could have been the folk singer he worshipped / but really was his mother, into the small classroom / and the sideways drawer that slid out
    by briareus 17 lines, 14 comments, on May 9 12:43 PM 2007. In Angst. Reward
  • House
    Bolts nuts washers screws and nails / hammer screwdrivers wrenches pliers / drills bits and toolboxes -- keep safe and dry / waterproof the
    by briareus 13 lines, 13 comments, on May 6 7:49 AM 2007. In Personal
  • Silence of the Paranoids
    I cannot tell you
    what I see
    by briareus 5 lines, 11 comments, on Apr 25 7:32 AM 2007. In gnomic poem
  • Recluse
    Like a worm in the wood of the world
    or in the soft flesh of its fruit, he goes in
    by briareus 6 lines, 10 comments, on Apr 25 7:27 AM 2007. In gnomic poem
  • The Tree
    I am a seed
    floating on the wind
    by briareus 16 lines, 13 comments, on Apr 25 7:16 AM 2007. In My own style
  • June Heat
    Today, the world is a sweat lodge --
    hills of the Tsalagi are stones
    by briareus 13 lines, 20 comments, on Apr 9 5:03 PM 2007. In Spiritual
  • Coyote
    Every man's bag of tricks is his own
    and every trick in the bag is unique
    by briareus 6 lines, 25 comments, on Mar 31 10:21 AM 2007. In gnomic poem
  • Promethean puberty
    by briareus 16 lines, 25 comments, on Mar 23 9:43 PM 2007. In erotic
  • the good witch of the east
    In celebration
    of the spring equinox today I shaved
    by briareus 17 lines, 16 comments, on Mar 21 8:36 PM 2007. In Personal
  • Drang nach Osten
    The American decider, having dined
    on a large plate of Freedom Fries
    by briareus 22 lines, 11 comments, on Mar 19 12:46 PM 2007. In Contemporary
  • The Impossible Dream
    by briareus 15 lines, 11 comments, on Mar 19 11:07 AM 2007. In erotic
  • Paradise Inside-Out
    A being of light
    who had the form of a young man
    by briareus 68 lines, 12 comments, on Mar 10 10:57 AM 2007. In autobiography
  • Kissing Her Joy As It Flies
    by briareus 29 lines, 20 comments, on Mar 9 9:10 PM 2007. In lost love, erotic
  • Vulture
    Let the dead bury their dead
    but before they bury, let them hover.
    by briareus 4 lines, 22 comments, on Mar 9 8:22 PM 2007. In gnomic poem
  • pecunia alter sanguis
    Land is a means of production, necessary
    but not sufficient, something must be added.
    by briareus 6 lines, 13 comments, on Mar 5 2:59 PM 2007. In Society
  • a gleam in his mother's eye (notes from the Bates Motel)
    I can make you hate me
    I can make you wish I was dead
    by briareus 6 lines, 17 comments, on Mar 5 12:58 PM 2007. In Angst
  • swarm
    This small house near the mountain ridge
    above the beautiful plain where houses and fields
    by briareus 18 lines, 14 comments, on Feb 24 10:58 AM 2007. In Dark
  • bedtime ritual for protection
    My mother must sleep next to the wall
    because of a frightening dream I had:
    by briareus 28 lines, 18 comments, on Feb 23 12:18 PM 2007
  • lithograph
    Lady of Shalott
    framed on my wall
    by briareus 30 lines, 16 comments, on Feb 16 11:17 AM 2007
  • mother-of-pearl
    by briareus 15 lines, 42 comments, on Feb 11 11:56 AM 2007. In Erotica
  • Vanunu visits Langley
    You will know the truth
    and the truth will make you crazy.
    by briareus 8 lines, 9 comments, on Feb 8 10:12 PM 2007. In Contemporary
  • Hyperpolitical Poem
    If 3000 people were murdered
    you would want to grant instantaneous
    by briareus 35 lines, 7 comments, on Feb 8 9:52 PM 2007. In Contemporary
  • shockwave
    Anything I say now
    bound to be a lie now
    by briareus 17 lines, 16 comments, on Feb 7 8:34 PM 2007. In Dark
  • Section
    As a gleaming cumulonimbus
    races across the pure summer sky,
    by briareus 6 lines, 5 comments, on Feb 7 4:57 PM 2007. In Nature
  • Eromené
    Lover of Egypt, if you drowned in the Nile
    the oracle of Amun would tell me you are a god,
    by briareus 30 lines, 16 comments, on Feb 5 6:43 PM 2007. In Lost love
  • Trancegression
    Old songs are new --
    every day another one
    by briareus 38 lines, 23 comments, on Feb 2 10:02 PM 2007. In sad
  • Hospitality of the Cynic
    Eating is the ritual of family solidarity.
    I hate food, but meet me in the park --
    by briareus 13 lines, 12 comments, on Jan 31 12:32 PM 2007. In playful, ironic
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