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RECENTLY CLOUDS by Jess Mynes and Aaron Tieger

Four years in the making, the long awaited followup to COLTSFOOT INSULARITY (Fewer & Further, 2005) sees these two poets and friends once again charting vernal manifestations in pastorals both interior and exterior. Written in correspondence in May, 2005, these poems mix and remix and emerge as a unique, faceted thing.

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Music for Egon Schiele

broke me to half
the way to lessen

knife probing

	to ask
it now 
	and still
		knowing, 

		no


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Hard to get
into the swing
of things


	Today my back
complains & I
complain back
	
	Another month
of lunch
breaks & then

	Expectations
	
	
perversely pleased
by the hail
in May.

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PHANTASMAL REPEATS by Guillermo Parra

Spare, abstract, thoughtful, the poems in PHANTASMAL REPEATS move sneakily within an insular, ambient framework. They are self-referential to an extent but still viscerally linked to the world at large.

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I sit alone in the house all day
Recurring rhythms make paste
My ears hummingbird control
An autobiography of loss
Forced into spy situations
On occasion, the rain clouds gather
Graphic proof serial songs
I write fitting spaces
For the sake of secrecy's map

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OUT ANOTHER by Michael Carr

In Michael Carr's OUT ANOTHER a mentholated wind blows the reader from deja to jamais vu and back, in a poemscape that lies distinctively in between. These poems, like continental noir, present a facade that may or may not be real.

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Irma Vep
The marker is waiting
beacons exposed from the open window
dispatched, dismantled, gates locked
            I wouldn't have
a ready apology and what if that's the issue

                        exposed to street
on the balcony's partitions. They open
themselves but with goodwill
that's the awful truth, no wonder

babyface tylenol misbegotten

you go on the buses
and will be called upon to help a
friend in trouble, and when I'm
doing it somehow it's in your place.

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END NOTEBOOK by Geoffrey Olsen

Of END NOTEBOOK, Brenda Iijima writes "Subtle ambient registrations accrue and gracefully dissipate in Geoff Olsen's End Notebook. Sensitive to atmospheric pressures these gestural phrasings shimmer. There is no subtext here but being, itself."

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Poem 6

We appear to be moving.
Time is speeding up.
Into space — Des Moines mall,
    Paris arcade, avenue,
        panorama.

My happiness continents the light is blue.
Now, now, now, then, after,
when grassroots are better.

Yours truly

decrees harbor shaved.
One moment my friend:
& where we were is
where we are, knowing object
as dumpster, have:
hopes?
places?
times?

Mind making its own sky.

See Geoff Olsen read from END NOTEBOOK: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XWalOqv3_B8

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SUMMER POEMS by Aaron Tieger

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    Lacking
faith clinging
to discipline late
night work bed
small high
ceiling small
head small things
take room to
do

DOKUMENT by Catherine Meng

In a sequence populated by iconic and diverse figures from Peachy Peach and Glenn Gould to Bon Jovi and someone called Bullet, Meng writes a fragmentary lyricism informed by the book's epigraph (from Philip Roth): "It's impossible to report anything faithfully other than one's own temperature; everything is allegory."

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DOKUMENT 10     THE MY OF IT

talking to Peachy Peach about the block of time
& sick from kissing
likewize & out of folkus
trying but crimping the script
ad-lib ensued so all the cars had a line
Bullet said something about
how the price of gasoline
equals the end of sharing
chorus: guffaw
Bullet: Starbucks had something to do with it
chorus: guffaw
the poets: taste great less guffaw
Glenn Gould: over easy please
Tracy: 4 phun give glen some funky yolk

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