That awkward moment when you don’t remember how to scan hendekasyllabic.

mercutiosbowtie:

(via bengoestoikea-deactivated201305)

woodlandgoddess:

Sexiest scansion ever.

grumpybadger: That’s like writing a paper on Beowulf having only read it in translation, or like writing a paper on The Wasteland without reading the footnotes.

grumpybadger:

That’s like writing a paper on Beowulf having only read it in translation, or like writing a paper on The Wasteland without reading the footnotes.

oliveryeh: Charles Bukowski’s last poem (faxed to his publisher). “On February 18, 1994 Hank had a fax machine installed at his home. He sent me his first fax message in the form of that poem. I’m sure he visualized sending me his future letters and poems via fax, but sadly 18 days later he was gone. “I ran off nine photocopies of the fax, for a total of ten, and numbered and initialed them. Over the next few months and years I gave copies to individuals who were Bukowski collectors and regular customers of Black Sparrow. I think I gave away the last one more than 10 years ago. “That poem has never been published (except as described here) and the poem has never been collected in a book.” — John Martin (his publisher at Black Sparrow Press)

oliveryeh:

Charles Bukowski’s last poem (faxed to his publisher).

“On February 18, 1994 Hank had a fax machine installed at his home. He sent me his first fax message in the form of that poem. I’m sure he visualized sending me his future letters and poems via fax, but sadly 18 days later he was gone.

“I ran off nine photocopies of the fax, for a total of ten, and numbered and initialed them. Over the next few months and years I gave copies to individuals who were Bukowski collectors and regular customers of Black Sparrow. I think I gave away the last one more than 10 years ago.

“That poem has never been published (except as described here) and the poem has never been collected in a book.” — John Martin (his publisher at Black Sparrow Press)

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575: Reaching for the sun green stalks cutting a blue sky standing in a row

575:

Reaching for the sun

green stalks cutting a blue sky

standing in a row

fyspokenword:

Second Guessing - ScorpioBlues

We are…

mondoverbo:

a gordian knot
of legs and arms,
and elbows and backs,
and heads and hearts,
and whispers and sighs,
and yelps and moans,
and pleas and bargains,
and secrets and lies,
and confessions and inquisitions,
and overtures and headaches,
and beginnings and endings,
and heaven and hell,
and stopping and starting,
and in and out,
and up and down,
and again and again,
and again and again,
and again and again,
and again—
until it’s all undone.

lgbtlaughs:

Andrea Gibson - Swingset (Submitted by themusicalofmylife)

(via fyspokenword)

“What Zombies Don’t Know, or Why The Undead Crave Brains” (c) 2010 Brion Riborn

brionspen:

he was a mortician living in the company of clowns

an undertaker walking amongst vaudevillians

a funeral director sitting with dadaists

no less saturated with death than they were

but at least he knew it