CARAPACE (POEMS) by Henry Kanabus

Poetry from Studies with Ed Dorn and Ted Berrigan

Wednesday, December 11, 2013

THE TALL GRASS

A blanket for your
warm

                  A pretty dollar
                  for your shoe
                  to be perfect again

Walk to the moon
where the cask lies open
                
                  and the hooves

hold
antlers laden with rain.
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      • TRUNCATED TIME
      • VIOLET OPTICS
      • THE HOMUNCULUS SCORNED
      • NIGHTSCAPE
      • THE WHIZZBANG CHART
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      • THE IRON COPPICE
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      • THE FELT HAT (BLOCKED)
      • SUNSHADE
      • HEIRLOOM (1895)
      • COBBLE PROMENADE
      • THE DEAD CHAPERONE
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      • THE GLASS FURNACE
      • FRAZETTA ON THE CRUX
      • BATTLE FIGURINES
      • BROADWAY SUN
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      • AFTER THOUGHT
      • POEM
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      • OPIUM SONG (1893)
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      • THE TIME CLASP OF SAINT AGNES' DREAM
      • CLEATS
      • HOBKIN'S DEBILITATING MOOD
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      • TINCTURE OF MALINDA FAYE
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