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Potential Titles: Vijay Seshadri
Through the acres of shattered glass in the streets - Vijay Seshadri "The Descent of Man"
The halfway houses where I met my kind dreaming - Vijay Seshadri "The Descent of Man"
To make your secret anguish your secret weapon - Vijay Seshadri "The Descent of Man"
He affrights civilizations with his cry - Vijay Seshadri "The Descent of Man"
At his approach the mountains retreat - Vijay Seshadri "The Descent of Man"
A great wind crashes the garden party - Vijay Seshadri "The Descent of Man"
The penciled-in figure on the painted-over mural of time - Vijay Seshadri "The Descent of Man"
Below his aching sunrise, his moody, disappointed sunset - Vijay Seshadri "The Descent of Man"
Went down into the world to exercise his virtue - Vijay Seshadri "Enlightenment"
To exercise his virtue - Vijay Seshadri "Enlightenment"
The violence done to the mind by the weaponized word - Vijay Seshadri "Goya's Mired Men Fighting with Cudgels"
Hit at an aggregate speed of forty miles an hour - Vijay Seshadri "Goya's Mired Men Fighting with Cudgels"
The self's delicate apparatus crumpled - Vijay Seshadri "Goya's Mired Men Fighting with Cudgels"
The self's delicate apparatus crumpled in the wide pan of the brain - Vijay Seshadri "Goya's Mired Men Fighting with Cudgels"
To fix the image cradled inside the image of itself - Vijay Seshadri "Goya's Mired Men Fighting with Cudgels"
The compassion that those who see themselves in agony feel - Vijay Seshadri "Goya's Mired Men Fighting with Cudgels"
Our thinking's frozen violence - Vijay Seshadri "Goya's Mired Men Fighting with Cudgels"
Ready to recapitulate our thinking's frozen violence - Vijay Seshadri "Goya's Mired Men Fighting with Cudgels"
Where he will paint us in silent pastels - Vijay Seshadri "Goya's Mired Men Fighting with Cudgels"
On whose back the kingdom is carried - Vijay Seshadri "The Long Meadow"
The atmosphere charged with possibility - Vijay Seshadri "The Long Meadow"
To rest in the shade of the metal raintrees - Vijay Seshadri "The Long Meadow"
Until he walks out of the sea and into the mountains - Vijay Seshadri "The Long Meadow"
Burns on the windward slopes and freezes in the valleys - Vijay Seshadri "The Long Meadow"
Those he loved have been carried down the river of fire - Vijay Seshadri "The Long Meadow"
And never abandoned him to his loneliness - Vijay Seshadri "The Long Meadow"
Radioactive to the end of time - Vijay Seshadri "Memoir"
Scorched by the firestorms of shame - Vijay Seshadri "Memoir"
Sick of being slaughtered in my life's mountain passes - Vijay Seshadri "Road Trip"
Covering my own retreat - Vijay Seshadri "Road Trip"
The rear guard of my own brutal defeat - Vijay Seshadri "Road Trip"
Dysentery and frostbite and snipers - Vijay Seshadri "Road Trip"
Blizzards whipping the famished fires - Vijay Seshadri "Road Trip"
Bitter but herbal and medicinal truths - Vijay Seshadri "Road Trip"
Float the secrets on the waters - Vijay Seshadri "Road Trip"
Scatter those truthes to the sea breezes - Vijay Seshadri "Road Trip"
Tide pools that cradle the ribbed limpet and the rockbound star - Vijay Seshadri "Road Trip"
We hold it against you that you survived - Vijay Seshadri "Survivor"
Listed with the defeated and the drowned - Vijay Seshadri "Survivor"
With your strength almost intact and all your good luck - Vijay Seshadri "Survivor"
The inside is exactly the same as the outside - Vijay Seshadri "Trailing Clouds of Glory"
Bringing in the sheep and waving away the goats - Vijay Seshadri "Trailing Clouds of Glory"
There is a border, but it is not fixed - Vijay Seshadri "Trailing Clouds of Glory"
Rises and plunges into the unimaginable seventh dimension - Vijay Seshadri "Trailing Clouds of Glory"
Before erupting in a field of Dakota corn - Vijay Seshadri "Trailing Clouds of Glory"
And obviously undocumented to the bone - Vijay Seshadri "Trailing Clouds of Glory"
The retrospective, maskless rage of inception - Vijay Seshadri "Trailing Clouds of Glory"
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The halfway houses where I met my kind dreaming - Vijay Seshadri "The Descent of Man"
To make your secret anguish your secret weapon - Vijay Seshadri "The Descent of Man"
He affrights civilizations with his cry - Vijay Seshadri "The Descent of Man"
At his approach the mountains retreat - Vijay Seshadri "The Descent of Man"
A great wind crashes the garden party - Vijay Seshadri "The Descent of Man"
The penciled-in figure on the painted-over mural of time - Vijay Seshadri "The Descent of Man"
Below his aching sunrise, his moody, disappointed sunset - Vijay Seshadri "The Descent of Man"
Went down into the world to exercise his virtue - Vijay Seshadri "Enlightenment"
To exercise his virtue - Vijay Seshadri "Enlightenment"
The violence done to the mind by the weaponized word - Vijay Seshadri "Goya's Mired Men Fighting with Cudgels"
Hit at an aggregate speed of forty miles an hour - Vijay Seshadri "Goya's Mired Men Fighting with Cudgels"
The self's delicate apparatus crumpled - Vijay Seshadri "Goya's Mired Men Fighting with Cudgels"
The self's delicate apparatus crumpled in the wide pan of the brain - Vijay Seshadri "Goya's Mired Men Fighting with Cudgels"
To fix the image cradled inside the image of itself - Vijay Seshadri "Goya's Mired Men Fighting with Cudgels"
The compassion that those who see themselves in agony feel - Vijay Seshadri "Goya's Mired Men Fighting with Cudgels"
Our thinking's frozen violence - Vijay Seshadri "Goya's Mired Men Fighting with Cudgels"
Ready to recapitulate our thinking's frozen violence - Vijay Seshadri "Goya's Mired Men Fighting with Cudgels"
Where he will paint us in silent pastels - Vijay Seshadri "Goya's Mired Men Fighting with Cudgels"
On whose back the kingdom is carried - Vijay Seshadri "The Long Meadow"
The atmosphere charged with possibility - Vijay Seshadri "The Long Meadow"
To rest in the shade of the metal raintrees - Vijay Seshadri "The Long Meadow"
Until he walks out of the sea and into the mountains - Vijay Seshadri "The Long Meadow"
Burns on the windward slopes and freezes in the valleys - Vijay Seshadri "The Long Meadow"
Those he loved have been carried down the river of fire - Vijay Seshadri "The Long Meadow"
And never abandoned him to his loneliness - Vijay Seshadri "The Long Meadow"
Radioactive to the end of time - Vijay Seshadri "Memoir"
Scorched by the firestorms of shame - Vijay Seshadri "Memoir"
Sick of being slaughtered in my life's mountain passes - Vijay Seshadri "Road Trip"
Covering my own retreat - Vijay Seshadri "Road Trip"
The rear guard of my own brutal defeat - Vijay Seshadri "Road Trip"
Dysentery and frostbite and snipers - Vijay Seshadri "Road Trip"
Blizzards whipping the famished fires - Vijay Seshadri "Road Trip"
Bitter but herbal and medicinal truths - Vijay Seshadri "Road Trip"
Float the secrets on the waters - Vijay Seshadri "Road Trip"
Scatter those truthes to the sea breezes - Vijay Seshadri "Road Trip"
Tide pools that cradle the ribbed limpet and the rockbound star - Vijay Seshadri "Road Trip"
We hold it against you that you survived - Vijay Seshadri "Survivor"
Listed with the defeated and the drowned - Vijay Seshadri "Survivor"
With your strength almost intact and all your good luck - Vijay Seshadri "Survivor"
The inside is exactly the same as the outside - Vijay Seshadri "Trailing Clouds of Glory"
Bringing in the sheep and waving away the goats - Vijay Seshadri "Trailing Clouds of Glory"
There is a border, but it is not fixed - Vijay Seshadri "Trailing Clouds of Glory"
Rises and plunges into the unimaginable seventh dimension - Vijay Seshadri "Trailing Clouds of Glory"
Before erupting in a field of Dakota corn - Vijay Seshadri "Trailing Clouds of Glory"
And obviously undocumented to the bone - Vijay Seshadri "Trailing Clouds of Glory"
The retrospective, maskless rage of inception - Vijay Seshadri "Trailing Clouds of Glory"
Poet's page at poets.org.
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