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Brooks Haxton (1950 - / Greenville / Mississippi)
Poems of Brooks Haxton
| 1. | 1985 | 3/12/2012 |
| 2. | Deaf | 3/9/2012 |
| 3. | Every Death Is Magic from the Enemy to Be Avenged | 3/12/2012 |
| 4. | I Want to Pray | 3/20/2012 |
| 5. | Monster Minded | 3/12/2012 |
| 6. | Rotgut | 3/12/2012 |
| 7. | Sackcloth | 3/12/2012 |
| 8. | Salesmanship, With Half A Dram Of Tears | 1/13/2003 |
| 9. | Storm | 3/9/2012 |
| 10. | Submersible | 3/9/2012 |
| 11. | Thy Name | 3/12/2012 |
| 12. | Unclean | 3/12/2012 |
Thy Name
My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?
I will declare thy name unto my brethren.… Psalm 102
OK. Let’s not call what ditched us God:
ghu, the root in Sanskrit, means not God,
but only the calling thereupon. Let’s call God
Fun. In the beginning was the Word, and the Word
was Fun. Fun created man in his own image.
The fool hath said in his heart, There is no Fun.
