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Frolic (Lipogram: (E) of John Ashbery’s “Summer”

Too tardy to abandon now-as the passion withdraws, chirping
Of distant worlds in its cold dark vast umbilical, so as to portray
By way of obvious motions This now and is’ of dignity, finally not a monster
Frolic has to do with a vacation of ‘is’ in a way akin to a nap in a warm bath.
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Water

I drink you Caesar. I wash in your galactic atoms Cleopatra. I sweat for your words Aristotle. I feel Abraham’s prophecies in my bloodstream as I quench my thirst on Giotto’s water pail for his colors. Continue reading

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