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Thursday, May 13th, 2010
9:01 pm - TABLE OF consistently/constantly updated CONTENTS
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senior (citoyenne) year
1. thanks for caring, mister.
2. le lit
3. the accident prone housemate cont'd
4. darn my dreams
5. kiss/set
6. the fair
7. Michelangelo's Night :: 4 ways of imbibing astronomy/looking at night
8. touché(d) :: misunderstandings
9. on housesitting a one hundred year old home
10. Travel-ink trio
11. scroll
12. (winch used to raise a ship's anchor)
13. "every hair on your head has been counted"
14. "manuscripts for private consumption"
15. impressionable
16. routine :: daily observations from a year ago, finally put into some *skeleton semblance of a poem.
17. shut without modulation :: art history + v-day poem
18. dream in CA
19. (heavy) padlock eyes
20. 20 little poetry projects, 13 march

manuscript/thesis scribblings w/ rebecca seiferle >> '05-'06
1. baguette crust :: a psuedo-ghazal on jim's, and the first of my (tentative) dinner party poesy
2. the pad thai tasted better as leftovers :: a bad date(e) pseudo-ghazal
3. sweetmeats :: a poemlet moment, maybe a response to my 'gesture' poem
4. madameoiselle X-X-I :: legal birthday masquerade
5. eur'01pe :: a climbing rhyme form set. about summer madness circa age 16.
6. poetry reading :: the last night of uva young writers workshop '03, session 2.
7. if hair be wires... :: doop.
8. girginities
9. the egyptologist on a date
10. physics & biology :: high school sciences series
11. in victorian erotica
12. a wait :: obnoxious observations in waltham
13. the waldorf astoria
14. every dish a caricature of itself :: in 20 little poetry projects form
15. on college-sleepin's
16. bibliohistophilia series:
i. littera fcripta
ii. copisti
iii. hot pressed paper
17. the Fear
18. It's Memorial Day, We've Become Pornographers
19. May (I?)
20. when's your bedtime?
21. The introduction of the percussion of the chest
22. Travelers become infants.
23. torn adverts
24. Rouge deters dust
25. the gingham faces in the barn loft
26. hold thee fast :: kids say the darndest things
27. untitled :: necking
28. watch city
29. Just Ink :: cummings's filched words & tattoo thoughts

m'poetrees cont'd ---> ( frosh through junior year workshop/works )

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Wednesday, May 12th, 2010
11:37 pm - THIS CASE OF SPACE & PLACE...

you've stumbled into a pseudo poetree forest. a brandeis university student class of 2007 member j.m. lazar, known to most as jojo. this livejournal was intended as a document of my creative writing portfolio(s) amassed while taking workshops and completing my honours thesis manuscript in poetry. now that i've gone and graduated, well, we'll see what i decide to do with this place next!

you're welcome to read and send me feedback via email should you have any thoughts, queries or responses to share >> buccaneer.sonneteer@gmail(dot)com

i've turned off the comment options for the public, so as to keep this a cleaner simpler space. but feel free to share your thoughts/response via email. thank you very much for reading and please respect this work as my own property and creation. entries are in most recent on top chronology. so if you want to begin...at the beginning head up one entry to the table of contents or to my calendar archives.

poetry fodder sod!

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Monday, March 19th, 2007
6:44 pm - (heavy) padlock eyes
once a car idled
outside my house—
            ticketed to watch me
read in my easy chair


once someone wrote
            if I could point
            on paper
            I’d show you, ‘This
            is my sleeping love.’


on a bad day I lose words
            euphemism
            firing squad
and only find them     dozing
thinking about how close
            consummate and
            consumed
            are


on a good day a black-out
of a nap isn’t exhaustion but
            a predetermined date
its weight upon my non-
dominant wrist an angel
            promise of some
            future



once putting on pajamas
(our first night in a hotel)
            and asked which lock
            was which,            I explain a deadbolt
            in the desert            to my mother.

current mood: antsy
current music: nightmare before xmas covers (imeem.com)

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