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Illustrated by Farr Q. Daufeen. Site design by Simona Blat. All thanks to Michael Seidenberg. Copyright 2014.

Brazenhead Poetry: October 18th, 2017

November 3, 2017

The Philosopher

Written by Edna St. Vincent Malay & read by Skye Cleary

 

And what are you that, wanting you,
I should be kept awake
As many nights as there are days
With weeping for your sake?

And what are you that, missing you,
As many days as crawl
I should be listening to the wind
And looking at the wall?

I know a man that's a braver man
And twenty men as kind,
And what are you, that you should be
The one man in my mind?

Yet women's ways are witless ways,
As any sage will tell,—
And what am I, that I should love
So wisely and so well? 

 

No.

Written & read by Elana Seplow-Jolley 

 

And then I take all the pieces, the loose ones coming apart off the fray

I sift them slow between my fingers and the table

small fractals of glass coming off to lodge

in the grooves of the wood where I have 

placed my hands before.

 

And I lay my hands there over the pieces and I begin—

I slide them back and forth, back and

forth with no mind to the sting

until the faces are smoother

and less defined

the edges more 

jagged and

unbecoming.

 

And when I forget they are there 

I dust my hands absently against my shins 

press my face close to the table 

and see the pattern there all along. 

 

You are not the one for me, I whisper.

No, you are not the one.

 

My fingers trace the tiles

into their proper quiet places. 

 

freedom
Written & read by Dan Chung


guessing turn by turn
wandering a labyrinth
circular time loss

leisure time squandered
spent choosing labor wages
believed not a slave

eat sleep drink shit sex
mechanical life fulfilled
wild horses roam

money only buys
what others willingly sell
short-term shortcut fix


what is a human?
vehicle for energy
cosmic channeler

 

blessed nature's embrace
wind water plants soil sun
earthly baptism

 

the kingdom's treasure
reserved for those that seek with-
out expectation

 

ecstatic open heart
available to all here
today's eternal

from womb to graveyard
chance to build a sacred life
worthy of worship

 

 

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