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Category Archives: Poetry

Block Party

Posted on September 13, 2016 by Cory TennantSeptember 13, 2016

Put on your million-dollar suit and drive the fly to the hospital, then a quick lunch of vassals and serfs with a simple glass of kerosene. Thus nourished, dive into the liquidity of bundled mortgages on homes for howitzers and … Continue reading →

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The Flower in the Crannied Wall 2005

Posted on November 29, 1999 by Cory TennantFebruary 17, 2013

That wall perhaps was made of local stoneThree centuries before, alive with fissuresCracked by frost and colonized in moss —Some stones had fallen to the scented moor The poets of today revere the dust,The weed that through the tarmac drills,The … Continue reading →

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The Turnip Disambiguation Poem

Posted on November 29, 1999 by Cory TennantFebruary 17, 2013

Behold the subterranean lumpOf white or yellowish hue: Naming it will often stumpAnd bitter arguments ensue. A swede? A turnip? Rutabaga?A neep?  Perchance a crisp jicama?Its nomenclature’s quite a saga(you see how this turns into drama). To disambiguate this mess … Continue reading →

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Fetish Moon

Posted on November 29, 1999 by Cory TennantFebruary 17, 2013

Attend to shadows, wind and stoneas nightbats jaggedly askewthe river where you wadeas fishes sip the violet duskthat falls upon the eddy whorlsthen turn their silvered flanks at water’s edge you’ll find a charmengraved and sacred, smoothed by timeand touch … Continue reading →

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I Begin to Hear Voices….

Posted on November 29, 1999 by Cory TennantFebruary 17, 2013

Virginia Woolf at fifty-nineWorn thin by an infiniteDrizzle of syllables,A pluvial onslaught of words. The last walls are breached;Inside, a well of circular echoes,Disembodied voices, fleshless phrases —Insistent, suffocating. Virginia Woolf at fifty-nineCrossed the river meadowsIn green spring sun,Pausing once … Continue reading →

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