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Deborah Meadows
Deborah Meadows teaches in the Liberal Studies department at California State Polytechnic University, Pomona. Her works include: involutia (Shearsman Press, UK, 2007), Representing Absence (Green Integer, 2004), Itinerant Men (Krupskaya, 2004), and two chapbooks, Growing Still (Tinfish Press, 2005) and 'The 60’s and 70’s: from The Theory of Subjectivity in Moby-Dick' (Tinfish Press, 2003). Another volume of poetry Thin Gloves is forthcoming from Green Integer Press.
From the sequence Goodbye Tissues
“… to assert a normal hum until, that is, the great big cork tag of the jury’s verdict rows of boxes watching many famous figures” (from Eternal Sections by Tom Raworth)
The pilgrim had a moment of truth. Had of winter, could dispatch both models make double atomic diagrams clear to retro-seraphim in humility, drafted “About torture” and we behold of written word near material for allegorical cistern drawn down, or shifted from spirit to flesh with onset & copy, yank the derivative land, yet metaphorical: see, cherubim wait for whatever as lovely poems are proto-truths held in common; authority, comedy. They wept. For bread and meat, our new lows, a literary spoof falls free.
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* * The secretary assigned a machine precarious sentences. The body pays off ratcheting down from syntactic bolts, each a left-handed thread of Charles River in that machine. So’s I tell ya’: four-eyed to copy down organic political vines torn from poverty. No gentle criminality, its features. Myself -like role recoded the novelist’s long, fully aware of coercion, not system-assured one pair of sovereignty. Forced analogies, pity the subversive! Persuasion swallows these abstractions. More am nation. Bar dubious election.
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Freud compiled stories of long influence; subjectivities are wracking private broad human consequence. But more, this call for your set, the specific nature of new widows, former residents of burned long days fashioned by five untenable testings now disallowed by another space of stairway, swoop of analyses. For mediums, rehearsed fantasies, puppet capitalists bear returns occluding cities. If the uncanny may reserve attitudes – of fear, what more can be said? Nation, our item today during these shells beyond infantile sensation shall not.
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