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At Season’s Turn

September 29th, 2009 by Corey A. Edwards

Peaked sunlight plays
pallid and remorseless
upon the matting of bent grasses
and the scurrying of blown leaves

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Towards Nakedness

September 27th, 2009 by Corey A. Edwards

A suit once built
for fitting in
and making good
now hems me in;

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Cathartic Apotheosis Revisited

November 29th, 2008 by Corey A. Edwards

I taste the blossoms at the feet of martyrs
and finger dust from the handcarts of amputees
With the pink tip of my tongue I move
the moon across electric blue skies

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From A Long Forgotten Notepad In The Glovebox

November 26th, 2008 by Corey A. Edwards

Didn’t know shit at 16
Knew even less at 20
By the time I die
I’ll know nothing at all
Brother, knowing that
seems plenty

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Phantom Pains

November 15th, 2008 by Corey A. Edwards

Not having you
for a lover or a best friend
feels foreign
like awakening to a missing limb

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The Lovely Couple

November 15th, 2008 by Corey A. Edwards

Gargantuan
slope-browed
white trash schlub
with the petite beauty
on your arm:

How did you do it?

Then she speaks.
Oh. I see.

She is inside
as you are out.

You make a lovely couple.

All The Time In The World

November 10th, 2008 by Corey A. Edwards

It used to seem that time moved slow
now I holler: “where’d it go?”

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Stretch Armstrong

November 2nd, 2008 by Corey A. Edwards

Do you know what a Stretch Armstrong is?

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Cur

November 1st, 2008 by Corey A. Edwards

Do you think me
so easily broken
But a limp pennant
in morning’s grey stillness?

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The Necessary Year – Day 37: To Own!

July 7th, 2008 by Corey A. Edwards

 

(this post is part of an aborted 1 year experiment in material abstinence I called The Necessary Year)

 


Here’s a poem I wrote a number of years ago that fairly successfully (if also hyperbolically) outlines knee-jerk consumerism and some of its effects. All it needs is a little frantically paced music and it could be The Necessary Year anthem …

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