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J.P. Hart

J.P. Hart
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------------------------------------------ Sleep: our paradigm/ of the universe to keep/ through a constant night ------------------------------------------ ----------------------------------------------- Daybreak young bucks joust ----------------------------------------------- Antlers clash, wet flank muscle ----------------------------------------------- Sunlit snow showers, night ----------------------------------------------- ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ nothing but blue sky ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ even the half moon stood still ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ night's watch, as birds fought ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ magnolia fire ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ as the swan swims, rain fell cold ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ flowers light the pond ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ *Yes. That was me at Kmart in sunglasses asking for Van Morrison's Greatest Hits. Pleased to meet you!

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MAY 26, 2012 2:00PM

ODE: No Piano Hidden Today

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
           It rained a good while until I thought of you
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
W
ade .000,009 yards, cloth, thumb index cloth thin… Read full post »
MAY 19, 2012 9:34AM

Kafka Woke Me

 

 

 

 

                                           raining cats mit dogs

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Man pours coffee adds nothing to the stone mug.

MAY 16, 2012 8:11AM

Deeply from the Sixty-Six

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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MAY 12, 2012 9:10AM

Poem Not About Poetry

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

                                                        rain delay 

 

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APRIL 29, 2012 1:47PM

Dead Bird

 
 
                         
                                    As it rains.
 
 
 
 
 
    &n… Read full post »
APRIL 28, 2012 9:34AM

I See You Are Old

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I see you are old

and your thoughts young

that you miss the clack
 
of a taut-ribbon typewriter
 
and large cash, 10's, 20's
 
an assured walk over
 
unused sidewalks
 
diminished wind chimes… Read full post »

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 Albatross no loss
Atlantic crossed white wave toss
Asleep a sailor
 
 
Cat rests: sun warm stone
Chipmunk faces no fancy rhyme
Chattering wind chime
 
 
Dolphin dives cold, deep   &n… Read full post »
APRIL 6, 2012 8:11AM

Fiction: Easter in Dixie 1962

 
 
 
 
[Due south on Rt. 41: a warm spring family vacation in 1962 all downward to Galveston,Texas. Parents and the boy and girl and grandmother Flannery packed tightly in a 1956 Chevrolet. The Chevy was chartreuse and black with a continental tire kit.]
 
MARCH 27, 2012 12:52AM

Walking to My Father's House

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
weren't warm
hood up,
tea candy
and just me

Hey you!

Walking to my father's house
My father's house let me be, hey

Watchagotthere?

Walking to my… Read full post »
MARCH 24, 2012 3:21PM

Haiku

 

 

 

Theater is dead

Though the matinee begins

Time knows no actor
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Night's watch, and birds fought                      Gone again dark night

Even the half moon stood still &Read full post »

 

                                           an infinite short story 

 

 

A

  cross the street from the Dairy Queen I espied a sea hawk. She circled hoRead full post »

MARCH 16, 2012 6:00AM

POEM: We Are Leaving

 
 
winded days,
our sand
graves
 
twelve, would it be
months, but
hours, 

years bundle
ten, as seconds
flash 

gallons of grapes,
horses
prancing
 
windward dust
clouds
dancing
 
thunder
and dauntless
bolts
 
mad with the insane
no compass,… Read full post »
MARCH 13, 2012 3:04AM

POEM: Contrarian

as poems
are
wrought
by fools
like thee
only Zorro
knows
the sorrow
of names 
that start
with Z
as poems
are
wrought
by fools
for free
concrete
or
confetti
contrite
so
rhyme
can be
poems
are wrought
battles fought
if the day begins
with frothed… Read full post »
MARCH 5, 2012 8:03AM

POEM: Really

 

 

 

 

                                               (insert image)

 

 

 

 

 

Out there now            Read full post »

MARCH 3, 2012 12:11AM

Fiction: Stunned Silence

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

There'd been a dampness through the legs up off the concrete for several days now. The weather map again swirls with layered snow squalls.  And massive blizzard.

 

Fast sea air approaches and flails wet snowRead full post »

FEBRUARY 25, 2012 4:16AM

POEM

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

there would be a tending                        wind beneath tents                           bundles of thin magaRead full post »

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

It is now illegal for Wisconsin taverns to distribute matches.

 

Who is writing these laws?

 

later

 

I suspect it is in the soil

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JANUARY 19, 2012 2:10AM

Slow Down First

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
right
away

belt
line
 
politics

Oh to be
 
Kingston Town
 
now drive past
Ian Fleming's
 
homesweethome
 
watch the driver
 
points
that
house
JANUARY 17, 2012 11:05AM

R I C E CAKES


 
 
 
                                             author incarcerated 
 
 
 
life on earth  Read full post »
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JANUARY 14, 2012 3:48AM

with thoughts of Amy

 
                                                                           R E S E A L A B L E  BRead full post »
DECEMBER 5, 2011 1:25AM

Any Particular Day

 

 

 

                   from the collection 'The Servant Loves Sleep' 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Pass the paper bag, sonny


Hey ha-dada-hey

Dude, what up

well it was not only a great game,
 
but a valid game… Read full post »
NOVEMBER 30, 2011 6:40AM

On a Darkhorse They Did Ride

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Easily the most convocative rendering yet this veracious albeit hellacious graciously winding down year.
  
 Granted the definitiveness necessary for creativity and the potential o… Read full post »
NOVEMBER 23, 2011 12:19PM

Where Jaws was Filmed

Bright red ankle skin shinned her alabaster legs, and the sun was white               over here,      here, high noon to the left over the beach. I fluffed the towel over her just-beginning-to-stRead full post »

NOVEMBER 23, 2011 10:57AM

Richie Havens, Freedom, (Woodstock)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

                                      And beauty surrounds you Read full post »

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NOVEMBER 18, 2011 2:36AM

I Be

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


toward an industrious piece replete with
a parallel (some words you o you just have to 
memorize, sorry) wherein the cast (thank you
Mister Tolstoy) ultimately goes through
other last door (glossy, canary yellow)Read full post »