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From the Ass’s Mouth: A Theory of the Leisure Class
Up on stage in the three-quarters empty auditorium,
Tom Sleigh
from Sleeping with Bashō
Growing out of clouds like a cedar tree—
David Trinidad
From Rainer Maria Rilke’s Die Sonette an Orpheus / The Sonnets to Orpheus translated from German by John Rosenwald
O fountain-mouth, you gift-giver, you mouth
Rainer Maria Rilke
From Pendant que Perceval tombait, by Tania Langlais, translated from French by Jessica Cuello
you don’t know how to write with lightness
Tania Langlais
from Nothing in the Dark
My mother would assuage my childhood night-fears by saying There's nothing in the dark that you can't see during
Fred Muratori
From Night, by Ennio Moltedo, translated from Spanish by Marguerite Feitlowitz
Can we go on like this?
Ennio Moltedo
from Landscapes on a Train
There once was a church. There once was a steeple. These things fall into
Cole Swensen
From Inches Away
From inches away his finger can’t miss
Simon Perchik
from In the Fires of Absence
Beautiful gelid just-
Claire Malroux
from Fourteen Fourteenliners
Why can say passion fruit for instance always begin again
Hsia Yü
from Devil Mutant Child
Exactly the hair I wanted,
Thylias Moss
from Canisy
Whenever we lined up to march into class, the assistant at my grandfather’s school always had us sing the kind of
Jean Follain

From the Ass’s Mouth: A Theory of the Leisure Class