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Geof Huth
“Reading” at the Unaffiliated Reading Series
80 Poems
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Geof Huth
“Reading”
(with NF Huth)
10 April 2010
3 pm
80 Poems
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Geof Huth
“Reading”
pdqb
875 Central Parkway
Schenectady, NY 12309 USA
geofhuth@gmail.com
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4 Pwoermds
tournicoquettish
absentaneity
demption
inuous
5 from Buckets of Rivers
from Tom Beckett
it is the root of me
the is find
hole thing
from the Indo-European
(hear) [fen(t)]
meaning
(I see) fight bog boundary
end
* and ending
conscienceness *
of desire
as praxis the subject
is the article
praxis upon which we
makes attend
prefect
sometimes
a ring referred to as
of starlings
around (t)he
the memory
what do you hear
* in a swallowed
syllable of her?
the profound
difference
between
a prayer
and
a prayer
10 from Being and Beckett
for Tom Beckett, poet
1
Changeless was the music he finally found.
2
Without knowing either language, he could recognize the subtle
differences between Finnish and Estonian.
3
Dying just before the text announced his death.
4
This compost, this life.
5
To understand a language is to understand how we think, how we
live, how we judge, how we feel.
6
From arbitrary signs, abstract representations of perceivable and
unverifiable fact.
7
The archival impulse to (merely) remain.
8
We are not the people who the people who stole us from ourselves
thought we were.
9
The word was “restorative,” not restorative.
10
This is note for your.
2 from beckettt 3 (working title)
to Tom Beckett
It
To wonder the it
Denotations
To wonder about it
And what it is
It rains
It seems
It feels like
It’s
The wonder of it
And ing
It waits
As we wait for it
As we must also wait
For it to mean
And make
And make a meaning of
Or out of
It is an expansion
Of our thought
About it itself
It is not there
It is always here
(Taps a finger
Against his head)
It is not there
For there is no it
That rains
Or snows
Or comes down
Otherwise
Out of the sky
We are surrounded
By nothing
Except everything
From each of us
In overlapping waves
And we are
The point at which
It starts
20 from atwhich
@amycsc wrung and wrong, and the lighter sound of ringing in our
heads
@OliviaDresher prying the word out of the cracks in the floor, but
it slips away
[joncone] it winds off the lake, fishing line, cloud trails, the sinuous
air itself
[ftbd] You are naturally egregious and self-important; you will exert
all your energies toward making them real.
[jon cone] these are your words and your joy, don’t bury them for
growing, spread them like weed
[jon cone] cobble exists not for the benefit of stone, an improvised
life, the rough inconsistencies over time
[jon cone] lust, the heart, and last but not lasting, final, and the
shape around which you might shape and hammer a life
[spintaneous] You are fat, yet tend towards bulimia, you have five
fingers in your left hand and you don’t know why.
March 27
spection, nor
putable, and
here, now; today; not
this, thine earth
March 28
ceive yourselves!
able them
a wilderness of graves
wave wide
March 29
March 30
tain gladness
our forlorn hours
unto us desolate,
and lo!
brings out their fragrancy
March 31
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2 from They are as You First Saw Them
Soliloquacious
+1 Poemsong
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