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Scraptals
by Olga Broumas

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Olga with Lily

Olga Broumas








from Opening Music and Theme Muscle








I AM OLD
I AM OLD

I AM ALMOST SIXTY

MOUTH AND
BONE UNTOLD

IT IS BEAUTIFUL
I LIKE IT





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the future of gossip


because I followed you
into my own heart they will say
about me





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no one else's palm as plump
as yours, no one's force
as private





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countless but potable
rhythm, your glistening helm
at my lip





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DOTCALM


I HAVE THE OLD
NOTION OF TIME
I GO AWAY
WITHOUT THE PHONE AND FAXES

EACH OF US FREEZES
OUR BIRTHRIGHT IN THE SUN
OF LIFE WHERE IT UNFURLS
ITS PUDDLE OF A FLAG

THIS IS OUR COUNTRY

CYAN REGARDLESS
THE OVERCAST

WHERE DAILY I WALK IN ITS NAKED SUNDAYS

THE BEAUTIFUL WHITE ALPHABET PEELING AWAY
THE VOX VOLTAIC





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acacia blossoms in the time of three
foot snow this mild
spring winter

when I dream of men it is always you
no longer

does it mean I'll wake
up making poppies in a crush of white
it's pure

us loving in our barely there
adult twin bodies blonde and dark

delight in our delight
buds blazing
but when I dream of women it is always I

delighting to delight





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I have seen you with my tongue's mouth flower


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everything is self-evident
until a you
what should I say
to the stars
the pain in my shoulder
the many knowledges
who vanish
until a you
not even personal
not even
asks what I do not know
I know
a poem once
but now so many
speak the once rare
I bask in the leisure
of gratitude — that too
and that
is a you
when you go away
as you do





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all the way here first my heart
flexed then reflexive my
cunt in the wallow
of missing and lust
of you driving
away in the car driving in
always deeper in
you





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a sudden grief
familiar from some time
ago erased my eyes
my heart was driving
perilous without periscope
and then it too
squeezed tight





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If you desire peace
                    come to you simply
a season slightly
                    brushed by cumuli
at times a breathing
                    hibernating
polar bear in your lungs
                    Expectancy
ruins everything
                    else but may be
worthwhile
                    an intention
less ornery than most





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but for years of practice nearly unbearable pain missing my whole body spasms
hurry





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the heart leaps the heart opens the heart
closes the heart grieves

it blames it sinks
into your palm it heals





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a six-inch patch of life redemption





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