Another month, only our second, and we have reached a new high point: Ron Silliman mentioning us on his extremely popular poetry blog. However, our greatest assets are our cleave poets themselves. Thank you so much.
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We decided on a short list of 4 cleave poems for September 2008.
See Cleave of the Month for our choice.
Two visions: Ezekiel and Aphrodite by Brian Fone
Ezekiel saw a vision,-a gleaming godly vision, saw wheels within wheels-making the mind spin spreading across the sky-as it slowly revealed itself dazzling the enlightened man-with all its terrible beauty sweeping him away-and took watcher, mind and body, from the reality around him-with its naked, shining splendour.
Point of view by Andrea Barton I see - the same thing: you - through a different lens your eyes - blue, oceanic the way they look - a sea to one they take in the distance - to another, sky the center of - the you place maybe - eyes wide there aren’t any - hollower places; starpoints - or pinpricks of light only you - through a different lens your - eyes, the way they look blue gaze - and the way you see. From the cleave suite Dancing with Mary Shelly and Henry James by Diana Manister
I busied myself with - concocting a tale
a story - one which would speak to
mysterious - fears
awakening horror - terror
dread - quickening the blood
I saw a body - made of ghastly fragments
stolen from a graveyard - showing signs of animation
moving eerily - due to its creators skill
the pale student of unhallowed arts - giving consciousness to his progeny
cackling in triumph - it is alive ___black panther by Dennis Kelly A cleave ‘Translation’ from Pound’s Personae (1925) the black—panther sleeps—beneath the black—jungle sky blackness—everywhere except for—his dark green eyes—eyes closing—opening
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