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how you compose what you organize is where the art comes in.
What lasts is the
interpretation of beauty
and not beauty itself
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I am
Unhinged and uncanny
poetic and prolific
blindsighted by inhibition
&
curtailed by ambition.
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Trailing her dissolving glory over each hard-won barricade -
Only to fade anew..
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I never saw a wild thing,
Sorry for itself.
A small bird will dropp dead from a bough,
Without ever having felt sorry for itself.
- D.H. Lawrence
I know something now
About subject, object, ... more »
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s./j. goldner Poems
21 And Rising
my words fill in blank memories,
while images of you stay fresh like ocean air—
weaved in my soul like the braids of my hair.... more »
April Music
I'd like to spend
April, sitting on a hill,
With a mushroom for
a parasol and violets... more »
A Rose In Birth
I'm a disgrace to the life
I lived as a girl—
she would be ashamed
to have me in the world.... more »
Bird Girl
Some say I may just be
Stretching my wings.
“Oh don’t worry, she’s just
Stretching her wings.... more »
Assed Out
When you put your ass
into a poem
People know it.... more »
3: 17 Am: I Have Just Realized
These poems have come
Without a bottle
A shot
A pint... more »
Autumn Gust
The artist is the artist is the
lover is the destroyer
is the creator.... more »
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April Music
I'd like to spend
April, sitting on a hill,
With a mushroom for
a parasol and violets
for a frill. And the
wind for a violin, To
play spring tunes,
And the blossoms in
the treetops, For gay
balloons. I'd like to spend
April sitting on a
mound, Watching for
the flowers to pop out
of the ground. With
their green silk stockings,
And new spring clothes,
Trying to look taller
by dancing on their toes!
1993
There was a man with a soft voice. It was a long story. How long it is,
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Concise, observant, thoughtful...Goldner flies past and leaves you with your mouth hanging open. Kept me reading.
hows you ego. Wha makes you special.
I like your poem.hows you ego
guess you don't accept PMs. was just remembering you, and thought I'd see how you're doing. feel free to find me.
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Hope you're doing well.
Jake
to the depths?
oh wow! I find thee.
in another world: the flower that I wish to pick
in this world: the flower that I wish to grow
Has anyone told you lately your intelligence compliments your beauty? It does.
You put the S in Satire! Brilliant poetry.
The highest homage I can proffer is my uncertainty.I do not know if I like your work or not.I have never made such a statement before.
Ngaio Beck