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by Jeremy David EvansPosted onDecember 4, 2015December 5, 2015Sonnets for Dancer (and further documentation)Leave a comment on IV. Sonnets for Dancer

IV. Sonnets for Dancer

Your piqué nubility beckons me on as if a carrot had on stick drawn above my head, your airy midheaven lights as if two thousand…

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by Jeremy David EvansPosted onDecember 3, 2015December 3, 2015Sonnets for Dancer (and further documentation)Leave a comment on III. Sonnets for Dancer

III. Sonnets for Dancer

As twenty three years have plainly shown, dressed in habits as mouldy clothes, recession seeks some somberly loaned gown as good will is predisposed to…

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by Jeremy David EvansPosted onDecember 2, 2015December 2, 2015Sonnets for Dancer (and further documentation)Leave a comment on II. Sonnets for Dancer

II. Sonnets for Dancer

You look to me: “twice?” like some sought-for sucrose on some too-late night. I think it is only a toss of the fork, like your…

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by Jeremy David EvansPosted onDecember 1, 2015December 1, 2015Sonnets for Dancer (and further documentation)Leave a comment on I. Sonnets for Dancer

I. Sonnets for Dancer

If divination were my practice, you would oracle claim since to look at you is to feel some bright future ring, since a look from…

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by Jeremy David EvansPosted onNovember 30, 2015October 15, 2015All, Slight, Sight, and SurfeitLeave a comment on Forgotten Fires

Forgotten Fires

For every fire started I’d sooner forget how I speak in a code even to myself, how you reach out to me in every set…

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by Jeremy David EvansPosted onNovember 28, 2015October 15, 2015All, Slight, Sight, and SurfeitLeave a comment on Koyaanisqatsi

Koyaanisqatsi

Koyaanisqatsi, it seems, la vida de extremos, exploitation gone astray leaving only peace.

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by Jeremy David EvansPosted onNovember 26, 2015October 15, 2015All, Slight, Sight, and SurfeitLeave a comment on Scythia Undone

Scythia Undone

If notions of oceans acidify our eggs, either poaching undone or reprimandingly, we will cast out the fish that swam with legs in a standing…

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by Jeremy David EvansPosted onNovember 24, 2015October 15, 2015All, Slight, Sight, and SurfeitLeave a comment on Sight, Slight, Surfeit

Sight, Slight, Surfeit

Poetry for prowess: let me number the days before sight takes hold, before light makes ways into this matter of import, exporting the folds of…

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by Jeremy David EvansPosted onNovember 22, 2015October 15, 2015All, To Matter, Me: EspousedLeave a comment on Nuptial Snow

Nuptial Snow

Did you catch it, that squall of a nuptial bed? The acorns’ flew to mountains overhead keen to be laughing it off, our bounteous ridge…

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by Jeremy David EvansPosted onNovember 20, 2015October 15, 2015All, Slight, Sight, and Surfeit, To Matter, Me: EspousedLeave a comment on Seasonal

Seasonal

Doffing the pretense of yesterday’s songs, to the south do I face in the northerly sun as it scratches its ice, as I polish its…

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by Jeremy David EvansPosted onNovember 18, 2015October 15, 2015All, To Matter, Me: EspousedLeave a comment on Dawning of Psalms

Dawning of Psalms

The beginning of seasons, you herald new calm before, beginning, and between none.   The oldest of bases, the dawning of psalms: between which I…

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by Jeremy David EvansPosted onNovember 16, 2015October 15, 2015All, To Matter, Me: EspousedLeave a comment on Accounting

Accounting

Dearest documentation, the kindest passing as we touch these cloacas, these primitive passions tamed into something lean: typing, typing, it seems like an odd way…

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by Jeremy David EvansPosted onNovember 14, 2015July 13, 2016All, Slight, Sight, and Surfeit, To Matter, Me: EspousedLeave a comment on Articulate Skulls

Articulate Skulls

Each gulp of death casts its moment deep into gullies, gaps like torrents easing into place; appeasing this space with the rhythms exchange, not long dormant…

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by Jeremy David EvansPosted onNovember 12, 2015October 15, 2015All, To Matter, Me: EspousedLeave a comment on Passing Moons

Passing Moons

Remaining uxoric, I wince at the phase of the passing moods, the lingering praise for deeds only faked, for freedoms won in a moment I…

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by Jeremy David EvansPosted onNovember 10, 2015October 15, 2015All, Slight, Sight, and Surfeit, To Matter, Me: EspousedLeave a comment on Farewell

Farewell

Should the ashes reburn: fare not that tide of meanderings repentant, a sweltering time spied in the hourglass that darkness describes as illusions dependent, a…

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by Jeremy David EvansPosted onNovember 8, 2015October 15, 2015All, To Matter, Me: EspousedLeave a comment on Pioneer

Pioneer

Rising again from your cool, dank succor: may we celebrate what leaves if you weather these barren times, these fallow faults populated with cascades, falling…

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by Jeremy David EvansPosted onNovember 6, 2015October 15, 2015All, St. Peter, To Matter, Me: EspousedLeave a comment on Taught Us Entry

Taught Us Entry

Lingering here still I sense that blackness lingering there will it lapse to sadness as only those reasoned to kindness know not why the bell…

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by Jeremy David EvansPosted onNovember 4, 2015October 15, 2015All, To Matter, Me: EspousedLeave a comment on Dowry Too High

Dowry Too High

I do not know why I write these songs tonite– the sun-shining Light beneath these lumbering tides– but still I see, still I rhyme: an…

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by Jeremy David EvansPosted onNovember 2, 2015October 15, 2015All, St. PeterLeave a comment on Moirai

Moirai

In currents of bolts, as weavings unseen by all but the architects, the poets and queens, do we rise together in this holy dower to…

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by Jeremy David EvansPosted onOctober 30, 2015October 15, 2015All, St. PeterLeave a comment on Ring Around

Ring Around

Ring us evenly in this final coming, the next beginning of a fish unwinding its languidity out, its electric spin running through the waves as…

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by Jeremy David EvansPosted onOctober 28, 2015October 15, 2015All, Lamentations of a Prophet, St. PeterLeave a comment on 57

57

As the sun impends, a glowering foment, I anticipate these seasons with the cardinal dour: I quintuply seize, I am septuply content in the wait…

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by Jeremy David EvansPosted onOctober 26, 2015October 15, 2015All, St. PeterLeave a comment on The Unlearned

The Unlearned

No evocation of god nor holy grail can wade this emboldened maelstrom, no gale nor vocation, no reason for praise in this ensemble passing retrograde.…

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by Jeremy David EvansPosted onOctober 24, 2015October 25, 2015All, St. PeterLeave a comment on Pulled Me Up

Pulled Me Up

Jupiter, hear me in our infinite hour: time so completely, too sweetly soured in this Saturnian verse, our beastly powers set to the Moon, the…

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by Jeremy David EvansPosted onOctober 22, 2015October 15, 2015All, Lamentations of a ProphetLeave a comment on Footballers

Footballers

You were in the arms of another, or in the other? They merged then, the eyes of coral and beads obsidian, the feel of a…

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by Jeremy David EvansPosted onOctober 20, 2015October 15, 2015All, Lamentations of a ProphetLeave a comment on Passing Waves

Passing Waves

The snakes have gone. They leave a kind of gnawing that is un-snakelike yet hums in the periphery. Like a buzz, like an absence. Light…

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by Jeremy David EvansPosted onOctober 18, 2015October 15, 2015All, St. PeterLeave a comment on Backsliding

Backsliding

Backwards sliding, how do you do? How can the mountains see us through when solid stone, seeker’s rock, passing cues and appalling flocks cast the…

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by Jeremy David EvansPosted onOctober 16, 2015October 15, 2015All, To Matter, Me: EspousedLeave a comment on Third Mind

Third Mind

Why do we poke at the evening with light? Still why does it seem that the dusk is contrite? Myriad eyes have seen, many teeth…

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by Jeremy David EvansPosted onOctober 14, 2015All, OthersLeave a comment on Loved

Loved

I know that I loved: I remember it clear. I still see the scars, the tissues congealed yet loved. Yet loving seems criminal if every…

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by Jeremy David EvansPosted onOctober 14, 2015All, St. PeterLeave a comment on Mystic River

Mystic River

Backwards sliding, how do you do? How can the mountains see us through when solid stone, seeker’s rock, passing cues and appalling flocks cast the…

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by Jeremy David EvansPosted onOctober 14, 2015All, Asclepius Takes, To Matter, Me: EspousedLeave a comment on ANA

ANA

I hold it in: that lingering crawl of it on my tongue, down my esophagus not yet too strict to permit the stink of someone’s…

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by Jeremy David EvansPosted onOctober 14, 2015All, OthersLeave a comment on To my grandfather–

To my grandfather–

If there were a way, like recycling machines might, to procure a dollar, quarter, or even a dime for every fact, figure, or history we…

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by Jeremy David EvansPosted onOctober 14, 2015All, OthersLeave a comment on To my grandmother–

To my grandmother–

Love like miles, a heart like a child’s: these are the gifts that my Granmama styles in each smile, simile, similarly set by the scenes…

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by Jeremy David EvansPosted onOctober 14, 2015All, OthersLeave a comment on Scorpionic

Scorpionic

Bound in a lampshade, so some say of the djinn or the Watts of James’ legacy. Yet some believe he was real (the latter day)…

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