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Rapture.

stormy Monday—stilbwrench—
stoop filigree lug nuts
inlets to dawn dossier
dark energy urgent
flails the weary wiper
walg ultimate hymnbook
in the soft gray selcouth
fly vertigo figments
enact nettle whispers
nard blazoned on pundits

Patti Smith reads Pessoa.

" 'Why are you banging your head against the wall?' asked Frog.

'I hope that if I bang my head against the wall, it will help me to think of a story,' said Toad."

—@frogandtoadbot.bsky.social

The *paperback* edition of SPECULATIVE POETRY AND THE MODERN ALLITERATIVE REVIVAL.