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hellopoet I give myself permission to want
in the full shape of wanting,
to let hunger arrive as its own structure,
moving with a pace that forms itself as it goes,
brushing past Feldman’s long horizons,
catching a brief edge of Stravinsky’s angles
before finding its own timing.
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Sagittarius
An astrological acknowledgement, on the nuances of how to love properly... I pictured a sort of "connecting of cosmic dots," as it were, or perhaps a pulling of constellations... What's the one with the bow and arrow? Another extension of Orion? Bleh.
peace, pot, tequila shot
Jesus loves us, stoned or not
I like that you went cosmic
I like that you went cosmic with it! There’s something in the poem’s motion that invites that kind of constellation‑mapping. For me, though, the piece was working more in the realm of tempo rather than trajectory. But I appreciate the Sagittarius drift which is interesting to see how the poem’s internal movement reads from the outside. Much enjoyed engagement
here is poetry that doesn't always conform
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