Tags 
language
 |
NEW SHAKESPEAREA Poem by rutherfordMore on our relationship with the digital world. |
|
nuestras palabrasA Poem by Arnoldo GarciaHow do my words become your words? How do words become ours? |
|
Paplotl | mariposa | butterflyA Poem by Arnoldo GarciaThe butterfly is a MesoAmerican symbol for fecundity. |
|
Writing in tongues | Multi-lingualA Poem by Arnoldo GarciaWhat language should I write in? English, español, pocho, caló, broken English, Spanglish? |
|
I am the noise of the noiselessA Poem by Arnoldo GarciaWho speaks for who? I speak for my self... |
|
[How the human revolution will become human again]A Poem by Arnoldo GarciaThe revolution is to be human. --walter lowenfels. |
|
Sleepwalking in the rainA Poem by Arnoldo GarciaWe live between transitions: rain, clouds, mud, dust, dreams, sleep, consciousness. |
 |
Hale Mahina (House of the Moon)A Poem by gabiaimeea poem I wrote in Hawai'i this summer. |
|
For BabbaA Poem by Barbara WalkerFor a kindred soul |
|
Manos cuerpos coloresA Poem by Arnoldo GarciaCésar Vallejo said "piedra negra sobre piedra blanca." |
|
The Real CryA Poem by ProCoacoaShe smilesShe laughsBut doesn't cryWhy?She dancesShe singsBut doesn't cryWhy?Learn to notice the eyesAnd understand its secret languageIts something t.. |
|
Tradegy of the Deconstructed MistressA Poem by Mr.Boffinsycophant kingabove the crownlilydales in aparking lotis what yousaid.her feettippytoesthen ledgebeat.narcissus runsredand bloodrunsdeep. |
|
informalityA Poem by Mr.Boffintender buttonsweeplooking eastmy darlingloverslookingwest this is nothingbut a pieceof informalityskewyes youshrew. |
|
Abstraction and You: A Love StoryA Poem by Mr.Boffinlovely tea-cupsall nice andchromered to red andlipstick frown.but two andyoutalkwith three.of letterswithlovefalse.false with grief, andfalse with lea.. |
 |
Sink or SwimA Poem by James HadesThe reader decides the deeper meaning of this poem, however, it was written shortly after reading several pieces by Paul Verlaine as you may see some .. |
|
Word FetishA Poem by Miss B GottenSapiosexuality |
 |
LanguageA Poem by Lucy Allison'A silver unicorn walked by your window,' You imagined it, didn't you, and all I did was line up some shapes in a row. U-c-f-k means nothing at .. |
first
prev
Share This