somethingdarker | Dec. 1st, 2011

Dec. 1st, 2011

Though sweet the careless warbler sing - X. "My Mother's Grave" (The Knickerbocker v.10:1, July 1837)

A transient sigh for sorrows of his own - X. "My Mother's Grave" (The Knickerbocker v.10:1, July 1837)

Untouched by the Destroyer's hand, remain - X. "My Mother's Grave" (The Knickerbocker v.10:1, July 1837)

When rolling years had soothed the wound - X. "My Mother's Grave" (The Knickerbocker v.10:1, July 1837)

And other woes have chased the gloom - X. "My Mother's Grave" (The Knickerbocker v.10:1, July 1837)

Bright to Memory's fond survey - X. "My Mother's Grave" (The Knickerbocker v.10:1, July 1837)

Childhood's dream of changeless truth - X. "My Mother's Grave" (The Knickerbocker v.10:1, July 1837)

Searching for the title reveals multiple old poems by this title none of which seem to be the one from The Knickerbocker, so the identity of X. remains unknown to me.

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Balance of holy fire - Assétou Xango "Black Womxn Version II"

They branded you that - Assétou Xango "Black Womxn Version II"

Beaten spine still straight - Assétou Xango "Black Womxn Version II"

Rip them apart with rhetoric and discourse - Assétou Xango "Black Womxn Version II"

Stand tall against the wind - Assétou Xango "Black Womxn Version II"

Wondering about your roots - Assétou Xango "Black Womxn Version II"

On a land that feels like sand - Assétou Xango "Black Womxn Version II"

Clinging onto the depths of empty - Assétou Xango "Black Womxn Version II"

Only the first case of identity theft - Assétou Xango "Eve"

They have burned down my libraries - Assétou Xango "Eve"

Tried their best to scorch my memory - Assétou Xango "Eve"

So I would forget what I was worth - Assétou Xango "Eve"

The galaxies they stole from my libraries - Assétou Xango "Eve"

That brings the tongue to worship - Assetou Xango "Give Your Daughters Difficult Names"

A name only the brave can say - Assetou Xango "Give Your Daughters Difficult Names"

Of soot and self-doubt - Assetou Xango "Give Your Daughters Difficult Names"

The shattered pieces of a continent - Assetou Xango "Give Your Daughters Difficult Names"

To bend a syllable into a home - Assetou Xango "Give Your Daughters Difficult Names"

The warning in any myth - Assétou Xango "Terpsichore"

Shield themselves with bladed rocks - Assétou Xango "Terpsichore"

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Into the oils of a new tense - Jenny Xie "Abstract with Red Square"

Blank as the underside of a river - Jenny Xie "Alike, Yet Not Quite"

Refugees in the nation of the seen - Jenny Xie "Alternative Endings"

A hook lowered into the depths of echo - Jenny Xie "Alternative Endings"

In the beginning there were knots - Jenny Xie "Alternative Endings"

An inheritance that marks everyone as a spendthrift - Jenny Xie "Alternative Endings"

And you, all future tense - Jenny Xie "Alternative Endings"

The shame and the blade - Jenny Xie "Borderless"

Into the throat of summer - Jenny Xie "Chinatown Diptych"

Along a thread of sun - Jenny Xie "Chinatown Diptych"

Eating only the past - Jenny Xie "Corfu"

Clean through the static of decades - Jenny Xie "Distance Sickness"

Stirred by the tendons of the wind - Jenny Xie "Distance Sickness"

Refusing the heed of a metronome - Jenny Xie "Distance Sickness"

Dreaming's low boiling point - Jenny Xie "Expenditures"

When my memories dream of theirs - Jenny Xie "Expenditures"

A shared sense of how to exhaust history - Jenny Xie "Expenditures"

Through time's stiffened membrane - Jenny Xie "Expenditures"

In the elasticity of nightfall - Jenny Xie "The Game"

Slicing through thousands of miles - Jenny Xie "The Game"

That stab of her solitude - Jenny Xie "The Game"

Unfasten each stitch of her - Jenny Xie "The Game"

To the banks of the present - Jenny Xie "The Hunt"

The knots of narrative - Jenny Xie "The Hunt"

Cover distance with more distance - Jenny Xie "The Hunt"

The unseen borders of your hunger - Jenny Xie "Invisible Relations"

Arrive in restraint - Jenny Xie "Inwardly"

Mistaken for the seen - Jenny Xie "Inwardly"

So unruly are my needs - Jenny Xie "Letters to Du Fu"

Under the basin of the sun - Jenny Xie "Lineage"

Feed on sand - Jenny Xie "Long Nights"

So poor is this season - Jenny Xie "Long Nights"

The clean cuts of an insult - Jenny Xie "Lunar New Year, 1988"

So what becomes past cannot breed - Jenny Xie "Lunar New Year, 1988"

On a crust of lamplight - Jenny Xie "Margins"

Thinner than any keyhole - Jenny Xie "Margins"

All of my eye's mistakes - Jenny Xie "Melancholia"

Even the future recoils - Jenny Xie "Melancholia"

Ropes of firecrackers that irradiate the past - Jenny Xie "Memory Soldier"

Blasted doors to the mind - Jenny Xie "Memory Soldier"

Surplus hardening to archive - Jenny Xie "Memory Soldier"

Requires a domestication of spectators - Jenny Xie "Memory Soldier"

The terror of resembling power - Jenny Xie "Memory Soldier"

In those kerosene years - Jenny Xie "Metamorphosis"

Inside a season of thrift - Jenny Xie "Metamorphosis"

Dare not disturb the wires of the underworld - Jenny Xie "Misconjugate"

Where endings approach room temperature - Jenny Xie "Misconjugate"

Where is my oblivion? - Jenny Xie "No Animal"

Barefoot and shadow-cropped - Jenny Xie "No Animal"

Insisting on edges and cores - Jenny Xie "Ongoing"

Through shared ambivalences - Jenny Xie "Ongoing"

Until the hard daybreak - Jenny Xie "Ongoing"

New vows from the old - Jenny Xie "Ongoing"

To measure your life in debts - Jenny Xie "Phnom Penh Diptych: Dry Season"

The bruise of solitude - Jenny Xie "Phnom Penh Diptych: Dry Season"

The snare of need - Jenny Xie "Phnom Penh Diptych: Dry Season"

Confuse elation with clarity - Jenny Xie "Phnom Penh Diptych: Dry Season"

An appetite for elsewhere - Jenny Xie "Phnom Penh Diptych: Dry Season"

Knelt to the passing time - Jenny Xie "Phnom Penh Diptych: Dry Season"

Through an opening in my sleep - Jenny Xie "Phnom Penh Diptych: Wet Season"

In the business of multiplying needs - Jenny Xie "Phnom Penh Diptych: Wet Season"

Wanting falls around me - Jenny Xie "Phnom Penh Diptych: Wet Season"

Water growing out of water - Jenny Xie "Phnom Penh Diptych: Wet Season"

That chases the tail of my silence - Jenny Xie "Phnom Penh Diptych: Wet Season"

The sharpest edges of this life's perimeter - Jenny Xie "Postmemory"

Nerves quelled by a dry wind - Jenny Xie "Present Continuous"

Absorbing the echoing of tenses - Jenny Xie "Present Continuous"

That came centuries after the hour - Jenny Xie "Present Continuous"

Some knavery in desire - Jenny Xie "Reaching Saturation"

Rustling the folds of the year - Jenny Xie "Reaching Saturation"

Some futures take root - Jenny Xie "Reaching Saturation"

The mind feeds on synonyms - Jenny Xie "Reaching Saturation"

Obscure the republic of memory - Jenny Xie "Reaching Saturation"

An afterlife of nostalgia to inherit - Jenny Xie "Reaching Saturation"

A collective debt paid - Jenny Xie "Reaching Saturation"

Bone in the wind's throat - Jenny Xie "Reaching Saturation"

Sediment of the day wiped clean - Jenny Xie "Reaching Saturation"

The needlepoint of language - Jenny Xie "Reaching Saturation"

Mendacity a kind of daily ritual - Jenny Xie "Reaching Saturation"

Freedom only the opaque can claim - Jenny Xie "Red Puncta 5"

Those yielding wicks of false metaphors - Jenny Xie "The Rupture Tense"

The linear zipper of return - Jenny Xie "The Rupture Tense"

Which routes you past all burning - Jenny Xie "The Rupture Tense"

Tiers upon tiers of checkpoints - Jenny Xie "The Rupture Tense"

Checkpoints of your own making - Jenny Xie "The Rupture Tense"

Years staining from the inside out - Jenny Xie "The Rupture Tense"

Itch of crickets' rhythm - Jenny Xie "The Rupture Tense"

Dreams appear in charred blue - Jenny Xie "The Rupture Tense"

Coins from another life - Jenny Xie "The Rupture Tense"

Movement and a spool of time - Jenny Xie "The Rupture Tense"

The wide hinge of banalities - Jenny Xie "The Rupture Tense"

To provoke the dry edge of a border - Jenny Xie "The Rupture Tense"

On those lean black-and-white years - Jenny Xie "The Rupture Tense"

A past rinsed clear of old tradition - Jenny Xie "The Rupture Tense"

Offering the nerves of a future - Jenny Xie "The Rupture Tense"

To drain time out of speed - Jenny Xie "The Rupture Tense"

That inoculates against the past tense - Jenny Xie "The Rupture Tense"

During those years of blue ants - Jenny Xie "The Rupture Tense"

When the negatives return in double exposure - Jenny Xie "The Rupture Tense"

Depending on the angle of exit - Jenny Xie "The Rupture Tense"

Bitten and erratic ghosts - Jenny Xie "The Rupture Tense"

From the tides in the bloodstream - Jenny Xie "The Rupture Tense"

Who are made mostly of distance - Jenny Xie "The Rupture Tense"

Space in the smallest of denominations - Jenny Xie "The Rupture Tense"

Separated by a slab of air - Jenny Xie "The Rupture Tense"

Memory contains no vector - Jenny Xie "The Rupture Tense"

The only condition for gentleness - Jenny Xie "Solitude Study"

The journey between two people - Jenny Xie "Solitude Study"

Contain so many faces - Jenny Xie "Square Cells"

Truth and fiction taking turns - Jenny Xie "Square Cells"

I am everything I am not - Jenny Xie "To Be a Good Buddhist Is Ensnarement"

In order to stop resisting - Jenny Xie "To Be a Good Buddhist Is Ensnarement"

No need to believe in thoughts - Jenny Xie "To Be a Good Buddhist Is Ensnarement"

Oblivious to appetites - Jenny Xie "To Be a Good Buddhist Is Ensnarement"

No permanent vacancies - Jenny Xie "To Be a Good Buddhist Is Ensnarement"

I've taken to this mind fasting - Jenny Xie "To Be a Good Buddhist Is Ensnarement"

The root of the solitary - Jenny Xie "Visual Orders"

Needles of the mind - Jenny Xie "Visual Orders"

From the trance of camouflage - Jenny Xie "Visual Orders"

Denied a reflection - Jenny Xie "Visual Orders"

Exhausted by vision - Jenny Xie "Visual Orders"

Hard tide of shame - Jenny Xie "Zazen"

Hooked by a heavy dream - Jenny Xie "Zuihitsu"

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My hand slipping to the west - Khaty Xiong "The Seven Prisms of My Blood"

Sprouting passionately as neglected gardens do - Khaty Xiong "The Seven Prisms of My Blood"

The sun weeps until I boil - Khaty Xiong "The Seven Prisms of My Blood"

The underside of distance - Khaty Xiong "The Seven Prisms of My Blood"

I've slept away the sun - Khaty Xiong "The Seven Prisms of My Blood"

Your bones at the table - Khaty Xiong "The Seven Prisms of My Blood"

To close that clear brittle door - Khaty Xiong "The Seven Prisms of My Blood"

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As the procession before me fled - Lynn Xu "[And as the procession]"

From whose forms shadows pass - Lynn Xu "[And as the procession]"

The mask and smokeless altars interpose - Lynn Xu "[And as the procession]"

Whose garment in the changing seasons - Lynn Xu "[And as the procession]"

To the place where nothing shines - Lynn Xu "Earth Light: I"

Interiors warm with the nightmare of guests - Lynn Xu "Earth Light: I"

The nightmare of guests and poetry - Lynn Xu "Earth Light: I"

Darkly reverent years of reading - Lynn Xu "Earth Light: I"

Sidestepping your bullets bloom - Lynn Xu "Earth Light: I"

Criss-crossing in that golden light - Lynn Xu "[Sun-messenger]"

Snail with your moving shroud - Lynn Xu "[Sun-messenger]"

Silver tree with your thousand roadways - Lynn Xu "[Sun-messenger]"

Soft as wind it passes - Lynn Xu "Tournesol" [excerpts]

Pure moon of the doorway - Lynn Xu "Tournesol" [excerpts]

Pure zero in the diadems - Lynn Xu "Tournesol" [excerpts]

All things unclose their portions - Lynn Xu "Tournesol" [excerpts]

Each day unguarded by the angels - Lynn Xu "Tournesol" [excerpts]

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Guilty by tongue but not by mind - Wendy Xu "Interim Poetics"

An agitated bouquet of ideas - Wendy Xu "Interim Poetics"

Through the offices of disappointing money - Wendy Xu "Interim Poetics"

A door opening in the surf - Wendy Xu "Interim Poetics"

The four walls of my murky inheritance - Wendy Xu "Interim Poetics"

Lost in the technicolor thought of it - Wendy Xu "Interim Poetics"

The memory of onion blossoms - Wendy Xu "Looking at My Father"

Faithless except to protect - Wendy Xu "Looking at My Father"

The molecular processes of you - Wendy Xu "My Dissent and My Love Are Woven Inside Me"

Not collagen but spite - Wendy Xu "Notes on Sentence Crossing"

Walk with you through this forever-year - Wendy Xu "Notes on Sentence Crossing"

This element of toxicity falling like snow - Wendy Xu "Notes on Sentence Crossing"

So weak in my feather tuxedo - Wendy Xu "Notes on Sentence Crossing"

Until the spirit untangles itself - Wendy Xu "Pledge"

Into unscripted days past - Wendy Xu "Pledge"

Patient like a word - Wendy Xu "Pledge"

Still unmoved by disbelief - Wendy Xu "Pledge"

Unfulfilled potential exits the room - Wendy Xu "Pledge"

To dispel ambiguity - Wendy Xu "Pledge"

Love's heavy open door - Wendy Xu "Pledge"

A finite number of concentric rings - Wendy Xu "Praxis"

When you lay down your thorns - Wendy Xu "Praxis"

Reach out toward the margin's white hand - Wendy Xu "Praxis"

The earth closing its one good eye - Wendy Xu "Praxis"

Moving through time without malice - Wendy Xu "Praxis"

An absence declares its blunt self - Wendy Xu "Writing Home"

And gathered there like an intention - Wendy Xu "Writing Home"

A river someone forgets to bless - Wendy Xu "Writing Home"

The dirt path opening again in a dream - Wendy Xu "Writing Home"

I walk the distance in my mind - Wendy Xu "Writing Home"

The margins flowing by - Wendy Xu "Writing Home"

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Practicing religions without a roof - Emanuel Xavier "Americano"

Reading time in the eyes of alley cats - Emanuel Xavier "Americano"

All of immigrants to this soil - Emanuel Xavier "Americano"

Our mothers cast us out as demons - Emanuel Xavier "Après le Feu"

New generations get crowned and walk away - Emanuel Xavier "Après le Feu"

Like the child I never really got to be - Emanuel Xavier "Après le Feu"

For all our angels who never had this moment - Emanuel Xavier "Après le Feu"

Enduring streets where dreams were bought and sold - Emanuel Xavier "How Some of Us Survived Cuando El Mundo Did Not Want Us"

In the shadows of city lights - Emanuel Xavier "How Some of Us Survived Cuando El Mundo Did Not Want Us"

Broken glass, reflecting pain - Emanuel Xavier "How Some of Us Survived Cuando El Mundo Did Not Want Us"

Voices silenced, cries ignored - Emanuel Xavier "How Some of Us Survived Cuando El Mundo Did Not Want Us"

Seeking solace, grace, amidst the chaos - Emanuel Xavier "How Some of Us Survived Cuando El Mundo Did Not Want Us"

Children marked by endless strife - Emanuel Xavier "How Some of Us Survived Cuando El Mundo Did Not Want Us"

Ignorance limited to the demons flowing in their blood - Emanuel Xavier "Legendary"

The wind will still carry their auras and prophecies - Emanuel Xavier "Legendary"

The phoenix will still rise from the flames of Paris - Emanuel Xavier "Legendary"

Used to disguise fragility and fractured dreams - Emanuel Xavier "Legendary"

A shadow you walk in to avoid the light - Emanuel Xavier "Legendary"

A false prophet robed in attitude and labels - Emanuel Xavier "Legendary"

May fail to recognize their divinity and miracles - Emanuel Xavier "Legendary"

Stars are not only found out in the sky - Emanuel Xavier "Legendary"

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A boat laden with starlight - Xu Zhimo "Saying Goodbye to Cambridge Again" (translated by Hugh Grigg)

To collect a load of stars - Xu Zhimo "Second Farewell to Cambridge" (translated by Kai-yu Hsu)

As songs rise - Xu Zhimo "Second Farewell to Cambridge" (translated by Kai-yu Hsu)

The best tune of farewell - Xu Zhimo "Second Farewell to Cambridge" (translated by Kai-yu Hsu)

Bring away a patch of cloud - Xu Zhimo "Second Farewell to Cambridge" (translated by Kai-yu Hsu)

Silence is the tune of farewell - Xu Zhimo "Second Farewell to Cambridge" (translated by Michelle Yeh)

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An heir of graceful demeanor - Xi Chuan "The Other Side of the River" possibly transl. by Lucas Klein (based on shared copyright for the English)

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