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Red & blue pushpin N
trapezoid, the bedrock
peacock, tail broadly cast
in a rainbow splash of
six feathered divisions,
beak facing eastern dawn:
ground nester roosting dendroid—
an on-screen-bug network plug.

NTrapezoid

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8Billion

Demographics:
population distribution
global snowball to
8 billion on the Ides of
November, doubling
in the short wait of
48 years.

Remember,
the 1st billion
had a leadup of
2 million years
mostly lost in
prehistorical asides.

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Only the Lonely

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Darkness dances round the flickering torch,
sad clown under the lamppost, the hours small:
spotlight in a nightclub   | plays within plays |
large orchestra arranged intimately
for the complexity of sadness sublime.

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Shostakovich

Shostakovich

Twice denunciated:
regularly mailing a card to test the postal service—a reminder to write music for the masses;
measured, the response to just criticism.
Not an opium addict:
no belief in God, and very sorry about it—note the quoting of self.
A tsar falls from heaven hanging o’er the May Day march toward socialism
| steps out of Chaos |.
Metronomic, the tics
to the hammering tocks of clocks interlocking, sickles cycle in the fields of crystal harmony—
fist-pumps of the workers.

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Earthrise

Earthrise

Version: William Anders – NASA Apollo

No shell, just membrane
between the void and the mundane.
chaotic blue against blank vista,
all those stars, just wishes,
makes for an activist.
From vantage of a dead moon:
the pale blue dot—is all we’ve got.

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Macbeth

Macbeth

Sisters three
stir the pot,
the bloody plot.

| a pricking fate |

The wings of the
raven
blot out the sun:
the bloody deed is
done.

Macbeth
haunted by death
and shrinking
heaven;
banging on hell’s
gate.

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Tis the eye of childhood / That fears a painted devil.

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Lady Macbeth

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Tin Roof Rusted

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A record sun on a cornflake morning,
corrugated, the roof: a goat horning
could fly away but chooses to stay
and call the faithful to pray
| to kneel under rusted tin |
for runnels of rain to drain in the furrows
of fields running past horizons
on display, all that the ruminant surveys
with her television eyes recording.

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