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Pimping Jim Behrle's Poem

In the best possible spirit, of course. I hope Jim doesn't mind...

Milieu

I mark him zero and mine—
& love is:

               an evil word
               the shape of a tulip
               the language itself.

We sweat past each other—
                 swaggering and
                          dying and

more beautiful than God.

Comments

I like it--the poem you pimped was created with one line from each poet in THE NEW AMERICAN POETRY anthology by Don Allen. There were a lot more poets than I thought in it. I'll try again this weekend.

xxxjimmy

That's cool.

tee hee

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