http://42opus.com/ en-us An online magazine of the literary arts. To him, the problem with a public library was that it had too much sincerity about it. Everything was so nonprofit and earnest. Even the posters showed a pacifist propriety. He felt judged by the public library. http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/42opus/~3/gMfexRrzagQ/the-paranoid-retired-gentleman Sun, 8 Nov 2009 00:00:01 PST http://42opus.com/v9n3/the-paranoid-retired-gentleman She was sixty-two and widowed. Church people did not recognize her, but people at the animal shelter did. People at the shopping mall did not recognize her, but people at the library did. In this woman's life, there were more books than traffic lights, more cats than cell phones, more vegetables than credit cards. http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/42opus/~3/zkmDZT85acQ/the-wondrous-quiet-life Thu, 5 Nov 2009 00:00:01 PST http://42opus.com/v9n3/the-wondrous-quiet-life One mother used to boil orange rinds in sugar for hours to form a leathered candy. When her daughter was released from Dachau, she vowed no tears. Then the soldier tore the skin of an orange. Today, I read in the Encyclopedia of Birthdays that orange is a calming color for those born in April. I can't paint my walls this spring without picturing a mother boiling sweets for silenced tongues. I place my compositions in the corner. People think it isn't risky to be a satellite. My god, what I've never seen. http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/42opus/~3/yCHtvx9HzSA/seminars-in-art Mon, 2 Nov 2009 00:00:01 PST http://42opus.com/v9n3/seminars-in-art The children have placed our eggplants / Beneath their shirts, purple boobs. // Earlier, daughter was pregnant / With a honeydew. http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/42opus/~3/OEo_z1AeYT0/servings Fri, 30 Oct 2009 00:00:01 PDT http://42opus.com/v9n3/servings They flee from me that sometime did me seek / With naked foot, stalking in my chamber. / I have seen them gentle, tame, and meek, / That now are wild and do not remember / That sometime they put themself in danger / To take bread at my hand; and now they range, / Busily seeking with a continual change. http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/42opus/~3/21S6B7V4gVo/they-flee-from-me Mon, 26 Oct 2009 00:00:01 PDT http://42opus.com/v9n3/they-flee-from-me If there is something to be devoured, there is something to be devoured, this taste of whatever it is that makes things taste, the touching of tongues and the speaking of tongues in various languages, words that I have never heard, meanings that can never be parceled from the letters formed, these looping curves, these straight angles, up and to the left like angels circling above like buzzards, like vultures, all things holy and good… http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/42opus/~3/BTA40Kc9XbA/c-prompt Fri, 23 Oct 2009 00:00:01 PDT http://42opus.com/v9n3/c-prompt Lucks, my fair falcon, and your fellows all, / How well pleasant it were your liberty! / Ye not forsake me that fair might ye befall. / But they that sometime liked my company: / Like lice away from dead bodies they crawl. http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/42opus/~3/gIxmN9bblfY/lucks-my-fair-falcon Wed, 21 Oct 2009 00:00:01 PDT http://42opus.com/v9n3/lucks-my-fair-falcon I'm carrying a black baby inside a white baby inside a floral blouse that serves as dress. I'm looking at a television through a shop window through which, by reflection, I see a floral blouse. http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/42opus/~3/zX5UPYOfJ5E/trained-ivies Sat, 10 Oct 2009 00:00:01 PDT http://42opus.com/v9n3/trained-ivies Will a boy wake in the night and hear his way out of the dark room into a dark hall, past a painting of a pear too dim to see, like the picture of a sea horse inside a closed book. When he hears his feet on the carpet, will there be carpet? When he hears his father roll over in bed, will his father roll over? What about sleet tapping the window? Will his ears create the snowplow shaking snow from a bush? Or does the plow rev itself into engine? http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/42opus/~3/UNFP3aRTmIE/questions-for-emily Thu, 8 Oct 2009 00:00:01 PDT http://42opus.com/v9n3/questions-for-emily Never speak of it. Be silent as the little b. Lean into the graceful skewing / of the downward spiral. You can't stop the postman from delivering. / Millionaires at large in the garden are just as likely to pull up our fences. http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/42opus/~3/YsWvSGXb3qo/debt-etiquette Tue, 6 Oct 2009 00:00:01 PDT http://42opus.com/v9n3/debt-etiquette The tickets are for entering a new unimportance that insists it is all / made of glass, smooth enough to be skied upon, connecting / above water to below. You are connected to the Midwest / because your river is connected, but you are made up of non-river / elements, too. You can see how the water is also the skier… http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/42opus/~3/k7ighor5T1c/etiquettes Sun, 4 Oct 2009 00:00:01 PDT http://42opus.com/v9n3/etiquettes In hooves, trying to get inside the apple without / breaking the skin, or inside the Orangery at closing, / oh, and in that, a hymn containing the words / taken from the antique store down on 2nd Avenue. http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/42opus/~3/tc84WrkNkC8/peaches-how-to-eat Fri, 2 Oct 2009 00:00:01 PDT http://42opus.com/v9n3/peaches-how-to-eat Read your hand in the mirror: / this is your only chance / to be the victim. http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/42opus/~3/zh8pPNPmsXk/contextualizing-the-situation Tue, 29 Sep 2009 00:00:01 PDT http://42opus.com/v9n3/contextualizing-the-situation I never win at the game Hump the Hostess / or Musical Beds. Martha says I don't / have any rhythm or know how to mix / a drink. Last week I sloshed in / rubbing alcohol to see if she could feel / a difference, but she just asked if I went / cheap on the brand. http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/42opus/~3/ph04d9DhWBk/edward-albee Sat, 26 Sep 2009 00:00:01 PDT http://42opus.com/v9n3/edward-albee of snow dust / on pigeon shit // at the end of another year http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/42opus/~3/1L95yUYDLI4/a-thin-skin Sun, 20 Sep 2009 00:00:01 PDT http://42opus.com/v9n3/a-thin-skin