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Tag Archives: Malcolm Farley’s poetry
Winterish
Winterish After last night’s blizzard, the cement Chinese scholar—who meditates on a makeshift pedestal in our garden’s southwest corner—has suffered a storm-change into something rich and strange. Atop his modest Buddhist curls, he now wears a proud bishop’s miter of … Continue reading
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September Revolution
September Revolution Summer’s tyrants quail in their tanning booths. King Mosquito; Herr General Barbeque; the Lords of Scorch & Thunder—all slink away as Evening’s rebels muster at the Equinox. Monarchs in panicked caravans flee south across the border into fall, … Continue reading
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A Feeling That Begins With “G”
A Feeling That Begins With G Sometimes, it jumps you like a lioness that crouches in the dumb-struck grass. Sometimes, far-off, you’ll see it charging like a rogue bull elephant that leaves a random mess of death behind. Like dogged … Continue reading
Analysis of Various Perversities
Analysis of Various Perversities That Samsung ad sails past on the bus’s flank: the one of a svelte blonde who embraces a TV reflecting nothing but her own glazed gaze. A gender-bent, post-mod Narcissus, she yearns to kiss herself in … Continue reading
Family Ties
Family Ties “One Body, Two Souls!” the headline blares above the photo of a girl with two heads, the first kissing the other on her cheek. Or maybe, in ontological confusion, they’re two girls joined below the neck or twins … Continue reading
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