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Free Grass

July 30, 2012

I am solid and
beautiful. The camera
and plate are nothing!


Text is straightforward.
I’m less sure about the scope
of uncertainty.


Tenderly will I
use the “read aloud” button
to hear the pirates.


Either way, I am
an old salt with sound, and that
doesn’t mean you much.


His brain is coming!
It is time to behold the


I am jetting the
stuff that is enough. Just as
much as a man should.


We have not always
been. But there is a suck and
a gaggle of you.


I read of the sound
of grass being stepped on as
an academic.


I, too, am ten times
higher than what radio
stations pay to you.


Rise after rise bow
the phantoms behind me there.
They might be vacuums.


Here is beautiful,
every note of their own
live bodies can fly.


Composed in collaboration with Gnoetry 0.2 and these texts:

Lawrence Lessig, Free Culture

Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass

2 Comments leave one →
  1. nathanielksmith permalink
    July 31, 2012 1:32 pm

    these are wonderful.

  2. August 1, 2012 12:53 am

    Everybody loves Free Grass!

    I feel a little distracted by the fact that they’re in haiku form, though. They’re brilliant as aphorisms, but I gotta admit, I think they lose a little by being presented as haiku… they don’t really seem haiku-like, and I don’t see a productive juxtaposition with the haiku “feel.” (Especially compared to your Stein poems, which seem to have found the right form.)

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