Mapped Poems - Poems about Mapped

...Gates once locked with poverty's rust now swing on golden hinges Every child a key-holder: the girl whose fingers paint light from darkness, the boy who dreams in mother tongues and thinks in mat......

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...how easily this and all thoughts can disappear yet the sight lines are mapped out - that tells you something though my mind grapples and fails it's something ungraspa......

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...Late at night or on the threshold of another dream, I power up my time machine and travel over the temple tops of an as yet unchartered heaven. The mind flips over as if some spectral hand w......

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...I. Sighting I saw you through refracted light- a prism of chance splitting ordinary into spectrum. Wind-tangled hair terra cotta and rosemary beneath your nails th......

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...the territory cannot be mapped but maps appear to serve a story's need for a move to chicago.........

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...Paradox In the telling of A story may Transform the story.. A map Is not separate From the territory.. It can and cannot Be a guide... The territory Cannot be ma......

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...Tell me, my friend, does infinity not unsettle your reason, or is it a comfort—to believe it meaningless? Look beyond the rust of your disbelief— this isn’t the frostbitten dogma you im......

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...The end of a tunnel is here again but I shiver in my fears All to loose when the end of me is sulked up in tears My solo voice and quips echo but gets hunged to the core Dialing non stop begged ne......

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... window swing open birdsong rewind requiem - take it from the top trilling so tuneful when destinies are mapped out - cradle to the grave birds ready themselves tweeting and a twittering ......

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...Brains and guts orbit the soul— that polar star searing in the marrow of being. I was born somewhere between Einstein’s neurons Ginsburg beat poetry, the birth of rock and roll, revolution march......

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...I was baptized in the howls of wolves, under the lattice of thorns of ancient winds, My veins are mapped by serpents, my pulse beats to the rhythm of forgotten beasts, All who fear kneel, but I sta......

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... Spark quickly the rise, Dilating dark with glitter stars of cats eyes. A language we sausage use. Clumsy myths attenuated With parachutes of feelings mapped; Syncopated copiously. A do......

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...The shipping accident It was late evening when the captain of a Russian owner cargo came down from the bridge where he and the first mate had mapped the route from Humberside to Amsterdam. North S......

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...You, Mariana—deepest trench of my knowing I call you by name not to possess it but because it is the only prayer I have ever known how to say You are the sea—each wave not an argume......

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...They came with flags, with fire, with steel, Spoke of trade, yet came to steal. Lands once free, now marked and chained, A stranger's law, a tyrant's reign. They mapped the sky, they named the ......

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