Barbara Guest Poems

The form of the poem subsided, it enters another poem.
A witness was found for the markings inscribed upside-down.
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Sleep is 20
remembering the
insignificant flamenco dancer
in Granada
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That is why I am here
not among the ibises. Why
the permanent city parasol
covers even me.
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There we go in cars, did you guess we wore sandals?
Carrying the till, memorizing its numbers,
apt at the essential such as rearranging
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Y otras pasan; y viéndome tan triste,
toman un poquito de ti
en la abrupta arruga de mi hondo dolor.
Cesar Vellejo
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sound opens sound


shank of globe strings floating out
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Since I've decided to revolutionize my life
since
"
decided
"
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Grass grew long in the story.


Pieces clung to bedclothes. In the night he believed he grew taller.
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At sunset from the top of the stair watching

the castle mallets wrenched from their socket

fell from ambush into flame flew into hiding;
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for John Coltrane


Words
after all
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