Long Liquidated Poems

The Story
by Kamal Nasser
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

I will tell you a story ...
a story that lived in the dreams of my people,
a story that comes from the world of tents.
It is a story...

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Stricken with anguished nausea

Written three years ago tomorrow, 
yet superimposed (likened to 
emotional palimpsest) upon 
mental state of yore
recent post traumatic stress 
triggered courtesy war
torn legally tendered greenbacks, 
where enemy bonded, heisted, and netted 
mine...

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Stricken with turbulence at about seventy two inches

Yours truly issuing a deafening rebel yell
bursting forth with such might
courtesy cooking under pressure
analogous to volcanic upswell,
forcing me quickly to flap vestigial wings
(at the speed of sound)
while simultaneously...

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My mind is burning, blazing, turning
With doubts and irrational drivels
My heart is livid and hardened
For it freezes in the potentials of disappointment
Of failure, downfall, and impending death
In ceasefires of never mind, and never more 

My...

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MY ESSENCE MY MAN COMPLETE
By: Verlena S. Walker and Dave Wood

MY ESSENCE IS MY MAN!
      Breast
Chest
      You are my woman.
You are my man.
  ...

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Ice say... water we dew wing to planet Earth?

Tis appalling Homo sapiens legacy,
the future survival of species can ill afford
hence we must not dodge and dart away,
but heed urgent call to arms decree fiat,
lest vast...

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I beseech thee to
answer
Is there still
hope???

Forgetting their
vows of chaste they
become lecherous
Fighting for power,
they become
ambitous.
Their actions make
people shock
For they forget why
they put on the
cassock.
Respect for God, our
clergies no longer
have
But so greedy with
the things they
have.
They make not,
benedictions...

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Whit wet Vetted Splendour...

Pervaded mounded jeweled ground
gunmetal sky incessantly
pelted and did pound
asper staccato round

arhythmic, emphatic, melodic sound
to this clown,
who felt housebound
as precipitation reigned down.

steady rain quintessentially
patterned oodles of necklaced
mini mellow marsh lands
wee hour early this...

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MY ESSENCE IS MY MAN!
Breast
Chest
You are my woman.
You are my man.
Do you know why we stand together?
We have built our life on loving each other.
This is all well and true.
Night has fallen and we must...

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Flood is a very common occurrence in Bangladesh

Due to its position and altitude.

In-spite of its all experience and forecast,

The country always falls in awkward situation,

When flood comes with all its loud and lechery.

1966, 1970, 1987,...

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Beautiful memories will always remain florid every night and morn,
Like a cooling shower that caress the wall of fruitful emotion,
Whose drop is an antidote and a vane of stupefaction 
That warms the pad of feelings...

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The liquid the solid 
Let take it on to reality
Cos pictures now don't speak
No more 
Either do we need it beautiful 
Frames 
the colours of our reality
Are becoming more than 
The rainbow could bear 
To...

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This is a Poem about Divorce

What has happened
to the poison of her charm?
He seems immune to its deadly strikes

How sudden
has the sparks of his passion disappeared.
She could barely blink
to the aroma of his sweet words

One...

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A man is locked inside of me, forever inside of my spine.
Ashes of his memory, creep into my mind.
Forgotten until the day i die, when it fades into the mist.
A tiny taste of suicide, a...

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Bags under the eyes
And all around, bleeding black
Scorned and scratched to receive the light
A light slipping from sore grasps
Fingertips burning, pressing hard
Noise furrowing and echoing the pupils
Gnashing, swallowing, laboring
Pushing the dead, fetid fetus out
Slamming on...

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I’ve shed tears at the feet of humanity
Conjured thoughts of solution yet remained still
I’ve slit my wrist and bled liquidated ideas
Fears burden souls as I write my will

I’ve taken seconds for granted
Time gently strokes the...

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An Excerpt from the Poem "The Man Who Sold the World"

ii.

Meanwhile
In the American Sector
A small cermaic 
Statue of The Christ
Hidden by muscular
Candelabra arrogantly
Thrusting toward the vault,
A post-war knockoff
To replace a priceless
Treasure survived the
Allied Bombing to...

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I'm gonna touch bottom on Madison Ave
If you find me, you can take whatever money I have
A dollar and some change in a rolled-up ball
Guys like myself are always ready for a fall

We're jumping out...

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Powerful forces spinning in your brain 
Leaving the love behind in your pain
Wide awake now to feel every last bit
So weep now, tears an eternal poetic fit

Fluttering winds from the doors slamming
Subconscious wandering boots ramming
And...

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This Time    Poison Air

            has scarred the GREEN Walk

            ...

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The Dancer Child-

See I the running of the dancer,
I think she's angry at the mansour
She finds it hard to see the flower;
Overshadowed by the pleasing resolving power;
Who is that dancing near the leaf?
I think she'd...

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I found the gateway….To mow (down) any stomachache….
 (Touched)
 By your sweat….
Liquidated …. any honor… I put, into your heart….
Atomize…. any memory or dream….
Exterminated…. the sound of your…(Voice)….
The battles….The discomfort…. And headaches…
My poor… damage feet,...

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Puzzled eyes they keep feeding,
A crowd bigger than a political rally breeding
A dozen times a friend's had assaulted a kid
By him lifted up for a welcoming kiss
And now his jaw he has of them rid,
Punctually...

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