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Nathan
I dreamt it was Holocaust Remembrance Night in Austria. I was walking on a grassy slope in the dark, when into view came a cluster of about forty helium balloons, some gray and some black,... More »
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slowly these foreign words dance, slowly, like mantises, like clouds, like noh dancers, i nod my head slowly to their quiet music. i hitchhike along the words. do the words know who we are? slowly... More »
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That's Life An omelette of lemons. A suitcase of tricycles. A pocket of walruses. An enclave of Lithuanians in Iran. A pillowcase of echoes. A camera filled with photographs of oceans. That's life. What's life?... More »
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A prose poem about string theory Last night I dreamt I wrote a poem. Then I dreamt that someone else wrote a poem. My poem was much better than his, but when I woke up,... More »
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Memory Don’t ask me how I remember this, I remember this because it’s happening right now. On a clear blue autumn day, as the wind blows the yellow oak leaves off their branches and they... More »
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The summer I was ten, my dad and I went on a long road trip through Canada, heading west from Michigan. It was in August, which was the month that he had custody of me.... More »
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for a total distance of 36,190,000,000 kilometers I was just thinking about my father’s old apartment, with the deep blue wall-to-wall carpet and the big sliding glass doors that led out to the central common... More »
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April 3, 2006, Boston Went to sleep at nine woke up at three with a gasp The distance between the jungle and Boston so great to be traversed in a single breath Lay in bed, stopped... More »
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