Bibliomancy Oracle

There is, of course, the question of eating. Of how to consume without sharp edges.

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from "House Woman" by Elena Zhang

Over the years you come to rely on more than the memories, as important as they are.

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from "Pals" by Mike Ferguson

Put your ear to the worm. Praise for the music of the dead and resurrected. 

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from "Wing Chair" by Marcus Slease

There is a lot of phone to make your life tick.

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from "Dog Sticks" by Marcus Slease

Thank you for contacting the abyss. You’re call is very important to us. The witch in the forest burns within them.

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from "Tight Squeeze" by Marcus Slease

All the roots of trees underground tapping each other with the dreams of trees.

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from "DREAM TREE" by Marcus Slease

perhaps these are not poetic times at all

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from "For Saundra" by Nikki Giovanni

if i were a poet i'd kidnap you

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from "Kidnap Poem" by Nikki Giovanni

ever wonder why

so much asphalt was laid

in so little space

probably so we would forget   

the Iroquois, Algonquin

and Mohicans who could caress   

the earth

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from "Walking Down Park" by Nikki Giovanni

Let me be a part

Of this needed change

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from "Biography" by Nikki Giovanni

Inside this poem, the truth’s an animal crouching on all fours.

In Gérôme’s paintings, Truth assumes the form of a woman. In the painting I love most, she sits at the bottom of a well.

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from "Self-Portrait with Truth at the Bottom of a Well" by Ayokunle Falomo

Isn’t it annoying, how you can read all

you want about the past, but not go there?

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from "Time" by Kerrin McCadden

Just think of the blinking

The thought leaders pause and the men go beep

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from "Travel Plaza Brochure" by Heather Christle

Johnny Appleseed loved to plant dogfennel

Dogfennel is a noxious and invasive weed

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from "The Speedometer Is Working Even When You Don’t Move" by Heather Christle

They want me to help them. They want me to teach them

how it’s done. The best I can do is an invitation

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from "On a Walk" by Heather Christle

engines you’ve willed yourselves to be, the valor

of your tidy & despised machinery.

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from "Late Autumnal, with Cockroach" by Erin Belieu 

yet what the day

takes is light

and light.

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from "Poetry" by Joseph Legaspi