A Podium Presentation By Russell Atkins

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LINES IN RECOLLECTION

I had just arrived on the advanced slope and
did think of Grant Wood and some others:
no trouble at all
to see the around'd spanned circular far
moving hills orbed exciting sweep
there the coy farm settled heavy shapes
th' uproarious trees of startlingly beautious




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DEMOLITION

Abject, its listen full'd - up'd
somber'd into illusion and mystery
as in expectation of some unearthly'd appear:
a bleak consternation perhaps at Judgement
after'd by skeleton'd rouse!

Abrupt dark'd out at my approach
footfall'n through the hush feeling yew
(along'd by shadow lamp).

About null, dole of outcast,
the erst of wind, no dawn's,
vast'd through. Monstrous fled,
like leaves that roar avaunt in horroring astound,
left the ceased.

As in thence I saw
its late illumined;
diagram'd into diagram;
sag's lax Euclid'd
and the Eratosthenesian measured anew:

(notwithstanding: towers up
vain'd endure under the confectioning of sun,
that, little in immeasurable,
lessened down the sky.)

About the sidestreets more;
filth'd hush nigh or gutter:
seldom opened silences of door
or around train rails further.
Warehouses lone flung,
cryptic bridge over
which a car on'd.
(even decay passes:
if but a death could permanently kill!)

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Tonight, re-visiting, feel furious air!
Everyplace a vacant exclaim
in this, a momentary illusion of end:
while keptsakes of yesterness
wild terrible hither and fro
under the medusa'd over.

Clad of shrub shreds to rush
and for the exodus'd
difficult will snow.




THREE O'CLOCK
(afternoon)


ONE
LONE of a car
Passes below
In the street's
around
Gas station,bank,
And barbershop
Murmur'd MURMUR
murmurs passes
in all pastel
pastel
LONE HUM
A lone truck
In the street's
LONG goes
ON
In the lull
street
Car lones ALOUD
In the street's
of'd Silencd
Mysterious,'d
even
In the street
OF'D a
Horsecart
rattles
parts




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