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OFTEN, COMMON, SOME, AND FREE

Samuel Amadon



Dear, neither of us has anymoney. Let's saywe leave that field open, as inwe
don't completethe form. I see nothing heresays it is required.Maybe this is the
other kindof field. Grass, etc.That makes sense to me.Dear, neither of us has
anymoney. Let's saythere's an Adirondack chair,the affordable plastic kind.Maybe
those are rubber.Maybe I don't know whatrubber is. Me. Forget it,we know the
park is free.Rather, further, also, trees.There's a soft line of them. Softas in
thin and irregular.The trees themselves are full.Their shadows crossour blanket,
as in let's saywe have a blanket, whichwe move where the sun'sgot the same feel
to it. Still.You instruct me: be still.Dear today. Dear yesterday.What a lot of
places I movedmyself around then.Again. Sunny afternoonsmy father sits ina
plastic Adirondack chairwith his fingers foldedand his shirt open. No
onelistens, he doesn't speak.It's nice he thinks of itas a privilege, but
nicerstill that he does it.Again. What did I say?The field is open, as
inincomplete. The grass,I don't have a word forexcept, rather, excuse me,please.
Please,as in this afternoon,stay inthe park with me.





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“Often, Common, Some and Free” from OFTEN, COMMON, SOME AND FREE: by Samuel
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Published by Omnidawn October 21st, 2021.
Copyright © 2021 by Samuel Amadon.
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Reproduced by Poetry Daily with permission.


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Samuel Amadon’s recent books are Often, Common, Some, And Free and Listener. He
directs the MFA program at the University of South Carolina, where he edits the
journal Oversound with Liz Countryman.


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"I soaked up these poems like a character wandering from pool to pool in a John
Cheever story. I dove into them as into an enchanted David Hockney swimming pool
painting. Samuel Amadon immerses you in the ‘advanced fantasies’ of a
silver-tongued poet. Meaning is never exactly narrative. It’s saturated with
vernacular fluency, lyrical acuity, expressive idiosyncrasy. You simply have to
read this fascinating book to grasp its mercurial energies, its enigmatic
clarity. Often, Common, Some, and Free is remarkable and wonderfully
irreducible."
—Terrance Hayes, author of American Sonnets for My Past and Future Assassin

"These poems Beatrice us into an infrastructure-past, natter us through a
not-so-grand civic grandeur that’s something like a citizenship stolen from us
before we were ever born. You might want to chlorinate your feet after you break
open this spine—it seems every genius has a red velvet swing to hide. Get your
coffee to go."
—Magdalena Zurawski, author of The Tiniest Muzzle Sings Songs of Freedom




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