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Then what is the sleeve? (Free verse) by T. Jonathron Remp

He keeps rain laden guilt on the subway tilt And that's no way to treat a gefilt- e Fish Blue Fish Run to the sleeve: Can it be done? Running to something that now is undone (From the rest of the shirt)? Recommended allegory for "shirt": Life. Leif. Erikson. Discovered the wonders of Bears and Sin (North American) Let the 42 degree-colored bow made through rain point the way To the gold pot of Cain- The flesh-covered oven hovered as I sat And watched as they pried the g from the front of the gnat I'm hot Listen to the cable cars drop One by one from the top of the Rock- A nickname for the now defunct prison Alcatraz.* *You really ought to have already known this.

T. Jonathron Remp 31-Jul-05/8:36 AM
Thanks for the advice. I do try to keep my poems as concrete as possible nowadays, having been brow beaten by some of the most tangible poets (or, I should say poets of some of the most tangible poems, although the men themselves were also quite corporeal), I have been relegated to write with the most concrete, or as you would say, undisconnected formulation as I possibly can achieve without the advocacy of reality-anchoring drugs. You should have seen some of my earlier work: barely a word of English ever even appeared, and one of my poems included an actual (and quite foul smelling, I might add) corpse of a deceased armadillo. If I remember correctly, it was immediately follwed by a semicolon in that particular poem.




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