given over to some grand
send-off slavish hurrahs
still-mute vocable singes
priming the engine-
room upon most we'd
slathered much silvery
pitch sealant tested the
under-ribs with our much-
most weight sun's mouth
droning cured exploits
most words coeval with
what trash attends them
bits of mauled cracker egg
white spittle-flecks these
words declaimed belated
to corrugate deeds dis-
owned given to dessicate
founder along banks edges
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"and indeed the first step toward finding out is to acknowledge you do not satisfactorily know already; so that no blight can so surely arrest all intellectual growth as the blight of cocksureness; and ninety-nine out of every hundred good heads are reduced to impotence by that malady... Indeed, out of a contrite fallibilism, combined with a high faith in the reality of knowledge, and an intense desire to find things out, all my philosophy has always seemed to me to grow" (C.S. Peirce)
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About Me
- John Harkey/Felix Fardo
- Avowed meddler, tinkerer, dabbler, collector, annotator, amateur. Feel free to contact me via email with any queries, suggestions, or heads-ups. I beg your pardon, and thank you.
Poems & Related
- 2nd Ave Poetry (Poems)
- 2nd Ave Poetry (Poetics Note)
- EOAGH
- The Solitary Plover
- Marsh Hawk Review
- Cold Front Magazine (Review of Chris Vitiello's "Irresponsibility")
- Cold Front Magazine (Kid A tribute)
- Trace Peterson's Intro for EOAGH Reading
- Little Red Leaves 7 (Ed. by Jimmy Lo, w/ Misty Harper & I assisting)
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