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JUST DESERTS


BY MATTHEW ZAPRUDER

The bank deserved to pay

for its reprehensible transgressions.

 

Even the bankers agreed.

But where to find its giant shadow face?

 

The next feeding isn’t for centuries

How to force its shadow body?

 

And what about the shareholders

weeping gently in the alternate boardroom?

 

Should they have to sell yet another painting?

Footsteps out in the hall

 

sound gently ominous

like the future at last

 

had gotten up and begun searching.

I sometimes hang out in the room

 

with the copier, the hum makes me feel

like the whole building is alive.

 

Especially at night, when I should be

home with my television wife.

 

She tells me eat your sorrow.

Those are your just deserts

 

where you must go without water

to beat that dead horse one more time

 

until it laughs and coughs up

another monstrously jeweled president.

 



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27 May


SUMMER


BY CHRISTINA ROSSETTI

Winter is cold-hearted,

Spring is yea and nay,

Autumn is a weathercock

Blown every way.

Summer days for me

When every leaf is on its tree;

 

When Robin's not a beggar,

And Jenny Wren's a bride,

And larks hang singing, singing, singing,

Over the wheat-fields wide,

And anchored lilies ride,

And the pendulum spider

Swings from side to side;

 

And blue-black beetles transact business,

And gnats fly in a host,

And furry caterpillars hasten

That no time be lost,

And moths grow fat and thrive,

And ladybirds arrive.

 

Before green apples blush,

Before green nuts embrown,

Why one day in the country

Is worth a month in town;

Is worth a day and a year

Of the dusty, musty, lag-last fashion

That days drone elsewhere.

 



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26 May


ODYSSEUS MEETS THE DAUGHTERS AND WIVES OF WARRIORS


BY A K BLAKEMORE

a place of backward -

slow pace of light, to move

as if dragging a sumptuous cloak

& searing memoir

as if whole facility

 

the oak grew dark and close

 

so like ideas

around his sump of blood

or shining like that, having never found friendship

 

that felt as good as music did

 



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25 May


WHAT IF I UNSETTLED THE HOMELAND?


BY HASSAN EL OUAZZANI


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