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Monday, November 11th, 2013
Jeremy Osner
No tengo ni Dulcinea
ni Beatrice
lloró
el poeta solitario
y no pudo recordar
cual cosa sea
musa.
No Dulcinea have I
nor Beatrice
wept
the lonesome poet
and he could not recall
what thing is
"muse."
posted evening of November 11th, 2013: Respond
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Thursday, October 31st, 2013
by Jeremy Osner
This gap between myself and me
What is it then?
This existential synapse of identity-
What can I do
To bridge it or to broaden it, uncaring?
To deepen my sense of dissociation from self
Estrangement, alienation, dislocation, discomfort, disquiet-
Like a varicolored skein i unravel.
posted evening of October 31st, 2013: 1 response
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El camino abajo
por Jeremy Osner
Seguà el camino a través del campo.
No más
estaba adentro-
tócame melodia mientras camino la senda abajo:
tócame melodÃa
mientras detrás de mà dejo rastro.
Se hace camino al andar-
pero se necesita también
persón silencioso,
alguien al lado del camino
que mira mientras uno se aleja.
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Saturday, October 26th, 2013
(por Jeremy Osner)
posted evening of October 26th, 2013: 2 responses
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Thursday, October 24th, 2013
(by Jeremy Osner) 
posted evening of October 24th, 2013: 1 response
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Friday, October 18th, 2013
This is what my next book is going to look like. It consists of poetry prompted by images in Mute Unfolding; the first poem is called "Beginnings" and consists of first lines. These lines are the first lines of the poems in the remainder of the book; and the last poem, "Endings," consists entirely of the last lines of the interior poems strung together.
posted evening of October 18th, 2013: 1 response
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Saturday, October 12th, 2013
A reading of one of the longer pieces from Analogies for Time, which is now available at the Kindle Store, and priced to move!
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Thursday, October 10th, 2013
Personal density is directly proportional to temporal bandwidth.
So: I have gone ahead and self-published a chapbook of my poetry. I am ambivalent (have been ambivalent all along) about vanity publication: but have decided that what I really want is for my work to be out there where people can read it and I don't have the time or energy needed to figure out how to get published. So here we are -- I hope friends and others get a chance to read. I think it is very readable -- pretty cerebral but not in a bad way. Not dry.
So here's the deal: the book is on Amazon for a nominal fee if you'd like to drop a Tommy J. and read it on your kindle. For that you should click on the Kindle Store; if you prefer to read on the computer or print it out (30 pp), you can download the pdf of it for free by clicking Analogies for Time.
posted afternoon of October 10th, 2013: 2 responses
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Wednesday, October 9th, 2013
by Jeremy Osner
It doesn't need to be that long,
a few choice phrases will suffice;
just plainly tell them why you've come
and what you need to bring back home,
and quietly get it and excuse yourself.
You don't need to go very far,
a few blocks or leagues should be enough;
enough to get a new perspective
and to understand more fully the dilemma
in which you find yourself.
And please don't stay too long on stage,
just sing a few sweet verses and be silent.
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Tuesday, October 8th, 2013
by Jeremy Osner (for Graham)
That's odd -- I can hardly remember the last time I knew where
you were
or had any contact
and yet
I feel your far-off presence by my side
a chuckle when I make a joke
that doesn't quite come off
and glad to
listen to the twisted theories
and share a pipe
and grin
and I remember
when we used to talk about
what would come
and little did we know of course
I hear your name sometimes
and wonder
what's become.
posted evening of October 8th, 2013: Respond
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