Sunday, September 21, 2025

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The Song Before.

"rondeau: our dean"

thundering anvil
defies our approval
in the wry era
of despair's aurora—
Hakenkreuz larval

runaway caravel
date with the devil
pixel Altamira
thundering

extinction novel
by-own-self removal
frothing agora
in the drapes of Tara
fixate navel
...thundering

Why? --For Gaza.

“Ku-Poh did not think that justice has anything to do with dreadful things or with courage. He thought that justice resembles a short scream. He was sorry that he thought of justice in that way. But justice should work like an air-conditioner, which adjusts the temperature automatically. It is wonderful that the air conditioner utters a scream whenever it is broken. It is more wondrous than it is for a tiger to smoke a cigarette.” —The Daily Life of Ku-Poh the Novelist

"Just what I need!"

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