poetry critical

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Poetry Critical 2.0

Hey guys, Donald here.

In a few weeks, this site will be 9 years old. 9 years! And I still know some of the earliest submissions by heart.

But, boy. That’s like 102 in web-years. So it’s time for something new. I’m building that something now with my nights-and-weekend minutes (and plenty of coffee). Buy me a cup?

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Random Poem:

Impressions of Jazz
seldonk

Smooth.
 1
Walking smooth through soft October nights.
 2
In New Orleans. In silent streets.
 3
Your scorched tongue needs a drink
 4
-or two-
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but you ain’t got
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no dignity to be seen,
 7
quenching your thirst and agony
 8
over those classy days and lost dreams.
 9
 
 
Instead, you linger
 10
between lighted windows
 11
as a noble illusion.
 12
 
 
There is a road
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that flows and flows up
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that restless retreat
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to where all the saints are.  
 16
Too far, brother.
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Too far for your weary feet to reach.
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It is time for you to go now,
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to float down that shadow alley,
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to be consumed
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by visions that make you happy
 22
-oh so happy-
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for just a little while at least.
 24
 
 
The dark is rising
 25
and you’re loving it fine.
 26
That gal is damn fine.
 27
 
 
You glide along at moon tempo,
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as you turn your back
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from the lighter side of the tunnel
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and march down to the river.
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Sweet Jesus, swing it to the beat of melancholy,
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when it all don’t mean a thing.
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