Alexandre Nodopaka

Freshman - 993 Points (1940 / Russia)

Alexandre Nodopaka Poems

41. Moon Conjuncts Venus 4/25/2006
42. Symbols Are Oracular Forms 4/25/2006
43. Found Scratched Poem 4/25/2006
44. L'absence Des Espaces Entre Les Mots 9/9/2009
45. The Absence Of Spaces Between Words 9/9/2009
46. The Mystery Of Duality 9/9/2009
47. Eve's Plot 9/9/2009
48. The Fiddler's Arse 9/9/2009
49. The Formulation Of G-D 9/9/2009
50. The Nature Of Buddha 9/9/2009
51. The Costumed Oscar Eve Party 9/9/2009
52. Psychoanalysis Of A Drawing 9/9/2009
53. The Artist 9/9/2009
54. Six Sequential Dreams 9/9/2009
55. The Beach 9/9/2009
56. The Tangible In A Virtual Performance 9/9/2009
57. A Divine Sign 9/9/2009
58. A Screwy Poem 9/9/2009
59. La Construction De Pinocchio 9/9/2009
60. And It Was The Knowing That Did It 9/9/2009
61. Deconstruction Of Transcendence 9/9/2009
62. I Have A Muse 9/9/2009
63. The Physique Of An Intimate Painting 9/9/2009
64. The Saga Of The Lost Dandruff 9/9/2009
65. The Tale Of Three Kisses 9/9/2009
66. The Importance Of Identity 9/9/2009
67. A Collage For Max Ernst 9/9/2009
68. Virtual Mosaic 9/9/2009
69. A Contemporary Critique About Art 9/9/2009
70. The Fading Of Funeral Flowers 9/9/2009
71. The Overheard Dialogue 9/9/2009
72. The Third Recliner 9/9/2009
73. Da Vinci Was A Pimp 9/9/2009
74. A Pinch Of Grass 9/9/2009
75. Dialogue In A Smoky Barroom 9/9/2009
76. The Saga Of The Lost Graffiti 9/9/2009
77. I Wish I Hadn't Run Over Jesus' Ass 9/9/2009
78. The Overheard Dialogue Ii 9/9/2009
79. The Path 9/9/2009
80. The Intimacy Of A Maja 9/9/2009

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It's Paris, You Know!

Standing inside the bus
holding on to the overhead hand strap
we sway to the rhythms of Paris
reflecting in the vitrines.

Paris in Springtime skips
window to window
dancing before 4 eyes
gazing in tandem out of the bus.

Dressed all snappy we ride
watching out for the Eiffel bus stop.
Meanwhile I write
three poems and toss them

into a carrefour fountain under three coins.
I envision another five poems.
to be written inside a ...

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Speaking Of The Other

I could be flinging thorns
at a Fury with green eyes
but that would be a waste
of future blossoms

I know she supposes
I speak of her
but no I speak of the other
The one with altruistic ego

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