Long Newark Poems

Translation of Eric Mottram’s 1922 Section 1 by T. Wignesan

for David Attoe

Notre devise pourrait être: ‘que nous nous ne soyons pas envoûtés’
Wittgenstein in Zettel

laissez pendre   la graisse   sans cou
où la tête...

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Officer Gwendolyn Becker - a “newbie” - at Newark P. D. down in 'Joizey', was combin’ the streets for a couple o’ thieves who’d been holdin’ up stations and stores...
When - back in an alley...

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*last winter break*

I woke up abruptly, my chest gripped and tight. My face felt hot but my arms stung as if frostbitten. I gasped for air that wouldn’t come, as if I had a plastic...

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In New Haven, Lisa misses the sad, dark, city aesthetics of her hometown. Its crime podcast vibe, actinic crime-lighting and sirens in the distance, that lull her to sleep like lullabies. She has a disturbingly...

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killing her song
(for Adhimu aka Lawrence Hamm and Sheila Reid*)
by ‘bro. zayid’

“I'm gonna stay on the battlefield
“I'm gonna stay on the battlefield
“I'm gonna stay on the battlefield,
Until I die…”
--Freedom Song

this is not rocket science…
no experts...

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killing her song
(for Adhimu aka Lawrence Hamm and Sheila Reid*)
by ‘bro. zayid’

“I'm gonna stay on the battlefield
“I'm gonna stay on the battlefield
“I'm gonna stay on the battlefield,
Until I die…”
--Freedom Song

this is not rocket science…
no experts...

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Interview with The Dead Boy -Raymond Mizsak

So Raymond, do you know what happened to you? Why you died?

Yeah, I know what happened to me, man, 
but I don’t remember it happening, 
Cause I was in...

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I Dont Give A Fig About The Brouhaha...
of new year's eve,
yet yours truly does consider
at least one singular plum me facet by Jeeve
er...Robert (or Rabbie) Burns,
a profoundly poignant poem, he did conceive.

Anyway, this wordsmith fascinated
by...

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Last night, Lisa, Peter, Leeza and I were in her father’s 50th floor study watching New York City. It’s a corner room with glass walls from floor to ceiling. He likes to watch the city...

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I am a high school graduate and a former college student
I have no children
No drug or alcohol addiction
nor do I have a home
I am one of Brick City's homeless
Many of the faces I've seen downtown...

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TRAIN – 1958

On a warm summer evening
at North Philadelphia Station
the 6:19 on track three, the "Spirit
of Saint Louis-Limited" from Penn Station
New York, Newark and Trenton bound for
Thirtieth Street, Paoli, Lancaster, Harrisburg
Altoona, Pittsburgh, Columbus, Cincinnati
Indianapolis and...

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…before us ( for Sweet Honey in the Rock )
By ‘bro.zayid’

“We will not bow down to 
Racism…
“We will not bow down to
Injustice…
“We will not bow down to 
Exploitation!...
“I’m gon’ staaaand!
“I’m gon’ staaand!...”
   ...

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Each Block full of cops and stray shots that spot and show the stash rats and infinit trash 
speakers blast weed and hash dispatch mash whores and cash jealousy splash blood spills 
landfills alcoholics who...

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The Scots, by God,
They drove them out,
With a single Yorkie
At their heels a' yappin'
The Hobyahs tried to fly
Their arms they were a flappin'

Some managed to take to sea
And landed in Hamptonshire,
Yes-serieee!!!
But the British Navy would...

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A number of times have I got lost,
trying to follow the direction of my destination;
with my map guide that serves me right,
to trace the streets and exits to make.

It’s a kind of familiarity with the...

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Once a person goes to Castro likes Sports 
Otherwise he is poorly served 
When service is bad 
One goes to other BBQ
when in other BBQ 
One reminds Castro
When Castro is reminded

1 -Wanda Jackson sings
2 -Moore gains new convictions
3 -The Kiss go...

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Frankie Valli is the name we all came to know.
He was born Francis Castellucio.
Born in 1937, in Newark, New Jersey,
Frankie would become a well-known music celebrity.

He started his musical career in the mid-fifties.
It continued well...

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Abandoned in the fifties after the war
A freight elevator stuck between floors
Obsolete machinery, splintered old chairs
In a warehouse in Newark, New Jersey somewhere

Dead air presses down, stifling and thick
Something still dwells behind one of those...

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Forty years, Granddad had store.
Sold meat, ice cream, dry goods.
Meats made mighty fine sandwich.

He was old, bent over still
Doing his carving craft.
Had long-time customers. Some my
Dad delivered to them in his truck.

One customer Peg became...

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I recently wrote a poem, but I was afraid it might upset modern sensibilities.  So, to be safe, I sent it to the Feminist Union of Caring and Kindness, the Committee for Using Nuanced...

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Well...then, as I was chasing after my (lil) brother....(sobs) I noticed mom is crying,
but even though it is hard for her.   she managed to tell...granny the sad news.  "That
she has Ovary-Cancer, haven'd...

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I love the castle, I love the river
I love the city, Of Newark

The castle is like a big wall of history, next to the river which is like a massive water 
wilderness, in the city...

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My perfect day is being at the beach  
My perfect day is swimming in the sea 
My perfect day is playing at the park
My perfect day is watching the birds singing away 
My perfect...

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I love the castle, I love the river
I love the city, Of Newark
The castle is like a big wall of history, next to the river which is like a massive water 
wilderness, in the city...

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My perfect day is being at the beach  

My perfect day is swimming in the sea 
 
My perfect day is playing at the park

My perfect day is watching the birds sing away 

My...

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