Zachary Keeting
as we act, let us not become the evil we deplore (for Barbara Lee)
the boy from down the hill who ran round and round
gentle summers
adventures fiercely shared
zappa arabesque
ribs grilled rare
orthopedic claw
deeper into the hot cloud
sentimental mathematics
pretend that nothing has changed
tobacco twilight
note splatter
watery-red flames
the mirror
halo
this idea of summer, again
she’ll hear the music through your ears
dim the sun
sharp vision of youth
spring is on its way (to confuse the heart and melt the snow)
anti-assimilationist
shared joy is double joy, shared sorrow is half sorrow
taut stockings
and the wicked shall flourish
more an echo of the thing than the thing itself
(epic music)
a draft in every corner
keep going
fire historian
pulled from the bog
protective coloring
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