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NYC Book Launch for Douglas A. Martin's ACKER

I am a great woman, I have the wiles That make the poet But I am also gentle And when I kiss a man I really mean it Have you felt this too, upon my kisses That I gave to you in the nightsky As your eyelashes hung over the moon? Or were you too young to see it too, My little feverish butterfly

Of the voices of the universe everyone else forgets I will hold your voice in a little box And when you come upon me I won’t look back at you You will feel a hand upon your heart while I place your voice back Into the heart from where it came from

Laura was never so in love with Scott Until they broke up. She told me how after they broke up, how in love they were. And how they enjoyed each other’s company At dinner once again. And how over two pizzas they marveled At the ecstasy of their conjoined thoughts. And how later when they made love It was the best love making ever. And oh the tingle of the touch of Scott. Laura, I said, I have never been so in love With anyone until this moment As I am in love with my first love Jason Who in a small house in St. Louis Tends to a baby he made with his wife Margaret. My dog Lucy too is not so she has never been So in love with anyone Until this moment the rat Has slipped from her mouth’s grasp. God too Has never been so in love with the sun As in this moment He let go the sun For us all to see. Somewhere there are small children wading in a pool in the summer sun. They have yet to know what love is.

Why Poetry Can Be Hard For Most People

He screamed at me with a kind of bitterness No other human had before to my ears And told me that I was no good Well maybe he didn't mean that But that is what I heard When he told me my life was not worthwhile And my life's work the work of the elite. I say I want to save the world but really I want to write poems all day I want to rise, write poems, go to sleep, Write poems in my sleep Make my dreams poems Make my body a poem with beautiful clothes I want my face to be a poem I have just learned how to apply Eyeliner to the corners of my eyes to make them appear wide There is a romantic abandon in me always I want to feel the dread for others I can feel it through song Only through song am I able to sum up so many words into a few