Potential Titles: Chase Twichell
Aug. 1st, 2011 09:27 pmThe suggestive waters of the counterfeit - Chase Twichell "The Blade of Nostalgia"
The ones that are snapshots of fear - Chase Twichell "The Blade of Nostalgia"
The first wedge nostalgia drives into our dreaming - Chase Twichell "The Blade of Nostalgia"
Maybe our dreams are corrupted - Chase Twichell "The Blade of Nostalgia"
The weight of apples in the blossoms - Chase Twichell "The Blade of Nostalgia"
Innocent surprise at mortality's panache - Chase Twichell "The Blade of Nostalgia"
The slow whirlpool I conceal within myself - Chase Twichell "The Blade of Nostalgia"
With the blade of nostalgia in your hearts - Chase Twichell "The Blade of Nostalgia"
The first shadows are supple ones - Chase Twichell "The Blade of Nostalgia"
School of gray glimpses - Chase Twichell "The Blade of Nostalgia"
Count down stone steps into the dark - Chase Twichell "Downstairs in Dreams"
Announce the rules of propagation - Chase Twichell "Erotic Energy"
The future moves from one part to another - Chase Twichell "Inland"
A note in a tender sequence - Chase Twichell "Inland"
The pleasure I take in loneliness - Chase Twichell "Inland"
The barbed berry-vines gone haywire - Chase Twichell "Inland"
Dust darkens the keys of the piano - Chase Twichell "Inland"
The clouds' disintegrating script - Chase Twichell "Never"
Clipped to a grass blade's underside - Chase Twichell "Never"
Eating olives as the sun goes down - Chase Twichell "Never"
Designed for imaginary people - Chase Twichell “The Phantoms for Which Clothes Are Designed”
But again the sky is spared - Chase Twichell "Stirred Up By Rain"
The noisy machine dissolves in the dusk - Chase Twichell "Stirred Up By Rain"
The dusk takes refuge in the steady rain - Chase Twichell "Stirred Up By Rain"
Believing is different than understanding - Chase Twichell "Stirred Up By Rain"
Cold tracks of language collapse into cinders - Chase Twichell "To the Reader: If You Asked Me"
Before their avalanches of farewell - Chase Twichell "To the Reader: If You Asked Me"
Break a twig on the lilac - Chase Twichell "To the Reader: Polaroids"
The cloud persists in the darkness - Chase Twichell "To the Reader: Polaroids"
Speak directly into the ear of the sky - Chase Twichell "To the Reader: Twilight"
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The ones that are snapshots of fear - Chase Twichell "The Blade of Nostalgia"
The first wedge nostalgia drives into our dreaming - Chase Twichell "The Blade of Nostalgia"
Maybe our dreams are corrupted - Chase Twichell "The Blade of Nostalgia"
The weight of apples in the blossoms - Chase Twichell "The Blade of Nostalgia"
Innocent surprise at mortality's panache - Chase Twichell "The Blade of Nostalgia"
The slow whirlpool I conceal within myself - Chase Twichell "The Blade of Nostalgia"
With the blade of nostalgia in your hearts - Chase Twichell "The Blade of Nostalgia"
The first shadows are supple ones - Chase Twichell "The Blade of Nostalgia"
School of gray glimpses - Chase Twichell "The Blade of Nostalgia"
Count down stone steps into the dark - Chase Twichell "Downstairs in Dreams"
Announce the rules of propagation - Chase Twichell "Erotic Energy"
The future moves from one part to another - Chase Twichell "Inland"
A note in a tender sequence - Chase Twichell "Inland"
The pleasure I take in loneliness - Chase Twichell "Inland"
The barbed berry-vines gone haywire - Chase Twichell "Inland"
Dust darkens the keys of the piano - Chase Twichell "Inland"
The clouds' disintegrating script - Chase Twichell "Never"
Clipped to a grass blade's underside - Chase Twichell "Never"
Eating olives as the sun goes down - Chase Twichell "Never"
Designed for imaginary people - Chase Twichell “The Phantoms for Which Clothes Are Designed”
But again the sky is spared - Chase Twichell "Stirred Up By Rain"
The noisy machine dissolves in the dusk - Chase Twichell "Stirred Up By Rain"
The dusk takes refuge in the steady rain - Chase Twichell "Stirred Up By Rain"
Believing is different than understanding - Chase Twichell "Stirred Up By Rain"
Cold tracks of language collapse into cinders - Chase Twichell "To the Reader: If You Asked Me"
Before their avalanches of farewell - Chase Twichell "To the Reader: If You Asked Me"
Break a twig on the lilac - Chase Twichell "To the Reader: Polaroids"
The cloud persists in the darkness - Chase Twichell "To the Reader: Polaroids"
Speak directly into the ear of the sky - Chase Twichell "To the Reader: Twilight"
Poet's page at poets.org.
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