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Clovisa digging stick, a tent stake, a fish-tail point flinta cinder cone over a vent to earth's magma core a pink trailer set among sunflowers the word FEED in faded red letters on a white wall to be known by what you leave behind: chips of flint, Venus de Milo, headless Aphrodite white & naked in front of a red curtain at the Metropolitan a spindle, a spindle rock, dinosaur tracks a very old man sitting alone at a picnic table a very blue lake something happened to the narrative bullet holes in the white tin ceiling cloud of bison caves in Brazil the footprint of a child pushed back the date of human arrival on this continent a very yellow tin church set among sunflowers extinct volcanoes leaping like green dolphins something destroyed the narrative the Folsom Museum is closed, peeling, flanked by rusted shovels the train passed the highway passed something eradicated the narrative black clouds of bison bows that shake arrows that shatter |
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Issue #12, November, 1999 :
Santa Fe Poetry Broadside.