nineteen shillings for an unmarked grave,
the body nine feet down,
stacked on top of three others,
and eventually
followed by four more

The Apples in Chandler's Valley

...to make those apples redder.
Then ducks and a rock
that didn't get redder. . .
You don't know what I'm talking about
unless you know this poem by Kenneth Patchen.

Ron Padgett/Poetry Daily

The girl is spared by a sleeve of mist

Fairy Street

Living

...the leaves
shivering in the sun,
each day the last day.

A red salamander
so cold...

Denise Levertov
Whiskey River

Dutch Word of the Day

down through all Christian minstrelsy...

Passages from James Joyce's Finnegans Wake
film directed by Mary Ellen Bute
via Fed By Birds

The Chulhyun gum (steel string zither) is in fact an adaptation of the steel guitar, or Hawaiian guitar. It is played with short plectrum and a glass rod slides over the strings

Korean Sanjo
Robertt Garfias

Jacob's Ladder

...I remember their effortless scorn—ideally
proportioned as their bodies, gone in a breath—
both of them indestructible...

Dan Bellm
Verse Daily

One packet letters, in foreign language...

Everything That Happens Will Happen Today

Tenguel, the size of time

Lucía Chiriboga
-
via Shahidul Alam

Vector Portraits

Andrew Bush
via Flak Photo

Climbing up the rescue ship

On behalf of 47 boat people of the boat SG152, I deeply thank the captain of the Polish ship PADAWREVSKI who gave us food and drinking water at the night of April 16, 1985 and the captain of the Korean ship HAE WOO NUMBER 3 who picked us up and brought us to the shore of Indonesian island Pulau Laut on April 17, 1985. You saved our lives.

Vietnamese Boat People
tim t hoang
also My fascinating Vietnam

Be prepared
via

"As striking as the above image is, it is but a single frame from a recently released 60-frame silent movie where Rhea can be seen gliding in front of its parent world."

And Then the Smoke—

What
can one person say to another?

The master is the master?
The children are playing on the shore?
To this language, the heron on the sandbar

does not answer.
Objects sought after.
Objects retrieved.

The season of rain passes...

Jane Mead
Poetry Daily

Tuning

...mud pots, thunder, footsteps,
a Brandenburg Concerto and Johnny B. Goode.

Was the very first song a hum or a shout, laughter
or weeping?

Christine Rhein/Poetry Daily

Untangling Neil Young

Coloquy15 via :::wood s lot:::

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