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Apollo
By Richard Mather I I am bright Apollo, Dreamer of lines and surfaces, Of clean and precise things, Of machine, statue, and structure,...
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Wasteland
By Richard Mather The wasteland grows barren. Dry tongues of grass g(r)asp for water. Dusty chaff spark hot flame. Throw on water, throw...
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Image, Idol, Dream
By Richard Mather Abraham prepared a table before me Even as I spoke harshly of the desert’s hot kisses. He moistened my head with oil....
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In Your Eyes, the Sun
By Richard Mather in your eyes, the sun is dazzling white, the wind shifts your scarf, blows through the gaps of your coat. for me,...
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Goodbye, Again
By Richard Mather Inside the hospital walls is where the old man waits, sits, spends his time in lifeless anticipation. His wife, an...
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Disease
By Richard Mather A disease of blood and spirit in a Petri dish, of skin and brain and bone, scrutinized and magnified under glass. I am...
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Apocalypse
By Richard Mather “Quid si nunc cœlum ruat?” Welcome to the swaying statue of Our Lady of Tomorrow. If you want, you can shoot the...
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Sublime
By Richard Mather He who receives light from above no other doctrine needs -- Milton, Paradise Regained IV 288-290 At the mill with...
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Apparition
By Richard Mather And when the Devil called for the direct treatment of the thing, I saw at once that if words are to be as things,...
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Apeiron
By Richard Mather beginning; ur-reality: eternal, infinite, boundless, indefinite; yielding every thing through the actions of opposites:...
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The Names
By Richard Mather The names Adam gives to nature’s objects are not the names by which they know themselves, and are different still to...
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Mast Tree
By Richard Mather The piling up of words into units, struc- tures, towers, is what might be termed the phallic unity of lang- uage. It...
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Embodiment
By Richard Mather The eye looks, the ear waits, the head turns, the heart aches, the lung breathes, the hand gropes. Skull! cerebral...
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Angling
By Richard Mather from eternity to eternity to eternity Papyrus Oxyrhynchus 29, discovered 1897, Pennsylvania If a straight line be cut...
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Being Is Spirit
By Richard Mather Being extended, it is temporal; it endures from Adam to Caliban and beyond. And being spacetime it is neither one nor...
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Cazzy
By Richard Mather Where the river of tranquillity meets the lake of fire, There arises a bronze sea, from which headless Monsters of bad...
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An Idle King
By Richard Mather I am an idle king, a hollow king With the wind and sea at my back, Whose shade walks among the dread bones of Hades. My...
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Repression
By Richard Mather it was I know no time when I was not as now. It was the case And it was true. thus I willed it Self-begot, I projected...
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To Tell a Story
By Richard Mather In the beginning: a book. The book was with God. The book was God. From this book a scribe and a story emerged. So the...
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Allure
By Richard Mather Allured by the oil lamp suspended from a beam, a yellow shell moth flits and flashes. Light and wing make contact....
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