Long Designate Poems

I suppose you might have missed out on Paul Feyerabend's,
and especially Thomas Kuhn's Problem of Incommensurabiity.

Oh, not at all.
I have not looked at science or culture
or language
or even your attempts at communication
quite the same since...

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They had kept me imprisoned there for three full days,
In that sparse, solitary room, of scarce sunshine rays.

Having good food to eat, had never been a problem; 
They brought hot meals, but the problem was...

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Transl. of Eric Mottram’s A Faithful Private - 4 with a Clive Bush comment on Mottram's poetry 

Excerpt from an article, “From space to caves in the heart recreating the collective world in Eric Mottram’s...

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Asian Epicurean Quest

At the heart of China Town, Kuala Lumpur (capital of Malaysia) is Petaling Street.
  
Domain of hustlers, hucksters, cheap-jacks and diblers; purveyors of street food, rude t-shirts, and rubber sandles to put...

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In Elysian Heights, Room 8 stands strong, 
as a blessed place for a furlong purrloin whisk-along a ride-along comforting face,
where memories of childhood days belong,
a classmate, a friend, roommate_in our youthful race, ("Room 8") was...

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Voting without aggravation...

Otherwise known as
absentee ballot/ mail-in ballot
if ye read no further... please exercise
opportunity to cast ballot
obviously freedom to choose,
but take serious stock of human bondage
(desperately calling out
for their Maugham me)
regarding: economy, integrity, monetary, xyz...

Anyway,...

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So as we claim some other fates decree
and rewritten history executes us by delete 
what call has come to the life within us
what have we left incomplete

The world turns from love
as it tramples over peace
no...

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Brilliant, grandiloquent, magnificent, trenchant...
albeit modest word zealot

Writing prompts burst asunder
snap, crackle, and sweet Mary poppin
within me scrambled noggin
witnessing yours truly to blunder
blindly along this dark and stormy night
deafening soundcloud roared
with apocalyptic thunder
'course only audible to...

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We are all colored, What is this;
Term in the US in contrast with "white" Colored Middle English;

Coloured was first used in the 14th century;
Binding to be anything non Caucasian, European beige, brighten tan
Lesser and lighter...

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A Saturday morning in June on a sunny day,
three hundred villagers were in the town square today.
For two hours, all the children, each man and his wife,
made a choice amongst themselves to sacrifice a life
While...

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Circa February 28th, 1968 - The Former Leiper Estate

Soon after our family settled
into the sprawling estate
named "Glen Elm" approximate
half century old from date
mentioned in title, said treasure
rosy Gypsy foretold fate

Harriet Harris, (daughter
of Antebellum Rebecca great
Kuritsky...

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Brilliant, grandiloquent, magnificent, trenchant...

Writing prompts burst asunder
deafening soundcloud roared
with apocalyptic thunder
'course only audible to yours truly,
I did dumbfoundedly wonder...

At o'clock tick tocking wee hours brisk
December seventeenth
two thousand nineteen
simultaneous blinding fiery kindling
quickening xing risk
within winkin blinkin...

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space, emptiness, devoid of contents;
He is there…ever knowing, all seeing, all powerful;

He…who is He?;
master, creator, judge, father;
omnipotent, omniscient, omnipresent;
who was, who is, who will always be;

thoughts of creation;
swirling;
it begins;

He creates;
wind over water blows;
heavenly voice...light;
separation begins;
darkness...

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Memorial service ~10:00 A.M. October 21st, 2020...
at Cherry Hill, New Jersey Unitarian Fellowship

Boyce Brandon Harris cremains
(approximately one fourth entire contents)
offered, interred, and eulogized
within ‘Tristan’s Pollinator Garden,'
which constitutes minute arboretum
bore witness to immediate family of said...

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Oy vey iz mir, one day in the life of a common house broken schmeckle...,

who did pötschke
and squander many an opportunity
to become a mensch
instead he became persona non grata
condemned to a history of misery,
not unlike...

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I hear the drums of my heart, loudly singing for my dreams to execute. I remember when I was little; ‘the greatest writer’ was my cadence. No, I haven’t forgotten my rhymes; I have just...

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We have designated drivers and designated hitters
But where are the designated cowboys? 
The designated artists?
The designated illustrators? 
The designated astronauts?  
The designated dancers?

Who decides?
Is it the child or a parent? 
A mentor? A committee?...

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While Being Raped

While being raped yell fire!
Neighbors fear for their property not you
Remember firemen have axes also  
To chop his thingy in two

While being raped defecate and urinate
To break the mood
Remember who is being...

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A unique shape, composed of glass, steel and stone,
Expressly constructed to guide mariners home.
Magnifying lenses would help focus a solitary beam,
So that far out in the darkness, the light could be seen.
The LIGHTHOUSE! I know...

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Foggy November was scattered by snow.
In such weather it is good to drink a grog and be silent.
And a plaid is wrapping me so gently. 
I listen to breath and  a silence of evening...

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Steer here to peer at these compounded years
fierce uncried fears strangled my tears

So strong, so stoic, brave in my silence, too
no one to empower or donate my views to

Learned that I’m supposed, to trust no...

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God shrouded the universe in darkness.
Is there a human or divine side to blackness?
The young dictum's star shines brightly here.
I dream when I look at the stars with calmness.

Despite my utmost level of grief and...

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"Expect great things; do great things" is a quote I once heard.

X, the 24th letter of the alphabet, is often used to designate a person.

Commitment, dedication, endurance are required to achieve the exception.

Excellence, erect with...

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Never To Old For The Sandman!

Ah...respite relished sleeping like a baby,
variations on theme I iterate
impossible to stave of sleepiness,
nor advantageous to struggle against weight
of heavy eyelids akin 
to bajillion tons of freight

after squeezing out every...

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by Maxwell "Max" Sebastian Burchett


I present these lyrics today,
For you to consider if you would,
An idea I propose, to find a way
To designate a day for doing good.

It is about time now
We start finding a...

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