Poem: be aware


Short excerpt from the new book-length erasure poem, BAD THINGS HAPPEN.


31m2vqk1gvlthe evil
in this world

troubled
human history

call for help

LISTEN

in confidence ask
begin to understand
discern wisdom

LISTEN

open your eyes

BAD THINGS HAPPEN

be aware

BAD THINGS HAPPEN

they have been
deluded
they bought into
deceit

words
deluded them

LISTEN

you were captive
to traditions

you were buried
you were dead
you were hostile

you judged
defrauded
your mind

BAD THINGS HAPPEN

your freedom
distressed people

LISTEN

you learn
significant truths

BAD THINGS HAPPEN


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are you living?


by Debi


31m2vqk1gvlYOU CAN LIVE

shall live
.           in difficult times
.           in these times

you could live
.           reasoning
.           thinking

.                                are you living?


Poem: is there peace


by Debi


 

is there peace
.           in your heart

no

BAD THINGS HAPPEN

you    ought to
.          refuse to
.          deceive yourself

return
.           justice
.           righteousness

break
.           your thorns
.           your heart
.           your deeds

be        broken
be        cut away

so your heart

.                                    can beat


Erasure: LISTEN


I’m currently working on an erasure poem of an entire book. Is there such a thing as an epic erasure? That seems to better describe this undertaking.  I actually completed the book’s erasure and now I’m working to format and edit it.  I’m sort of excited.  It’s been quite a project.  🙂

Here’s a brief sample of a small part of one of the poems I found hiding in the text of the book I’ve been erasing. Stayed tuned for more on this project.

UPDATE!  The book is now in print!  Click on the book cover for details!


by Debi

31m2vqk1gvlyour       freedom
distressed
people

LISTEN

you         learn
significant
truths

BAD THINGS HAPPEN

you         read
you         know
you         think
you         do

LISTEN

Notebook Cento #5 – now is a now and this is a this


Sometimes I go back through my notebooks from Graduate school and make centos (collage poems) from phrases I find in the pages.   This is the fifth of a series of centos from my notebooks.


now is a now and this is a this

Notebook Cento #5
by Debi

a now is a now is a now
creating space
.                        between self and outside
.               inside and out
1st person and 3rd
disjunctive
.                  disruptive
find a place, not a position
not an either/or
.                    but an and and an and and an and and …
respect the thing itself
this is this, is this, is this—
.                 rather than this is that

Erasure: Revolution

Erasure poem: Source Youth Challenges by Clarence B Kelland
by Debi


Revolution

poor working-men
descendants
compelled to become lowly
themselves
beliefs handed down
until wrenched
into tradition
alterations
to the leveling tradition
elevating of equality
perhaps hers
had risen beyond
the whole-souled
revolutionist father
of her family

Erasure: gods

Erasure poem – sourced from Clouds by Aristophones
by Debi


gods

we commanded
then declared
dreadful things openly
an evening
beautiful
a torch the moonlight
but observe correctly
confuse the gods
threatening
when they are defrauded
the regular feast
the number of days
sacrificing
inflicting
gods are litigating
laughing
reason obtained afterward
deprived
gods
know better
to spend the days
according to the Moon

Notebook Cento #2

Sometimes I go back through my notebooks from Graduate school and make centos (collage poems) from phrases I find in the pages.   This is the second of a series of centos from my notebooks.


Notebook Cento #2
by Debi

justify the story
what will serve you
formal constraints
dialogue
punctum
multi-faceted narrative
help us
guide us

fiction’s fuckin’ gone
facing the end
walk off the grief
behind the tear duct


Conformed


I’m currently working on an erasure poem of an entire book.  Is there such a thing as an epic erasure?  That seems to better describe this undertaking.

Here’s a brief sample of a small part of one of the poems I found hiding in the text of the book I’m erasing.

UPDATE!  The book is now in print!  BAD THINGS HAPPEN: an erasure.


Confoconform-1rmed

it is easy
to become conformed
all things
are working
in all things
to conform you
Stop
right now