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The Unary That Hogs Validity

— Which inscrutable monad is the Valid? Who doesn’t court surmise there could be None?Beings unconceived with wings strongly matterTo the hotly spooked who swing a prophet’s hammer. Say a godspell ambushed seers in Bronze Age lands:“Unmoving Mover placed us … Continue reading →

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The Guitars and Drums Do Most of the Talking

Since I fancy myself poetry curious, I’m ashamed that the lyrics of most rock songs constitute for me so little of the listening experience. I rarely register more than the odd phrase that penetrates the instrumental layer. The frontpersons (I … Continue reading →

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There Is No ‘I’ in ‘Poet’

Verse in the pen of the writer.Poetry in the mind of the reader.Words the strike.Mind the flint.Fire the poem. (c) 2026 JMN — EthicalDative. All rights reserved

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Trumpetss Ssound, End Timess Hiss

An overt latent sshiftiness, both andss,Neither norss, never alwayss the ssame;Sslithering duness, conssisstent sshifting ssands,Familiar, sscarcely recognissable;Crucible, crux, ssacrifice, ssuffering, sshame. F-150’s rifle rack naked, gunBaked. Cup of staggering fisted. SonNailed, lanced, bled, mocked, screwed.In car nato birthed, hanged from … Continue reading →

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‘There dwells in the glance an ancient hunger…’

Translation to English of a poem in Spanish titled “Únicas/Únicos” by Azurea20 published at La Bancarrota del Circo on July 6, 2026. ONE / ONLYThere dwells in the glancean ancient hunger;a buzzing ofbees crownscogitationas one’s own lighttries to take rootin … Continue reading →

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Morning Norther, Hill County, Texas

… Mr. Trump [promised] that this year’s fireworks display will break a Guinness World Record by exploding more than 860,000 shells. MORNING NORTHER, HILL COUNTY, TEXASThe wind trees up,rousing leaf rabble,a scramble of squirrel.Water kettled, coffee ground, storm brewing. Clouds … Continue reading →

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On Being Groped by a Bottom Feeder

— To the Bro’hood of Silicon Gulch, la Fraternidad del Pinche Cabrón.No es lo mismo la cómoda de tu hermana que acomódame a tu hermana. Scat, lollapaloozer, vile binary stud!This crotch don’t cash your crypto crud. Shamelord sonnyboy, sleaze disease,Take … Continue reading →

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Blood and Dirt

Dagger. The Bible has the story of a fellow who fashioned himself a dagger, fetched it hidden into the chambers of an unsuspecting portly man, and plunged it into the man’s belly so deep that it disappeared, unextractable. The King … Continue reading →

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Sadness on the Wing: A Celebration

Diction front-loaded with shopworn sparkle (destiny adamantine jade infinite sunset horizon blossom heart gaze…) can reek of prefabricated verse, whereas speech treading on the heels of the quotidian can light your pants on fire. I ask myself what’s up with … Continue reading →

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Discard ‘OUGH,’ Replace with ‘UF’: That’s ENUF!

“I said, ‘He’s a dumb guy. Wait a minute — he’s a Dumocrat.’ That’s how I got the name. You take the ‘E’ out, you don’t use the ‘B’ — a lot of people don’t know ‘dumb’ has a ‘B’ … Continue reading →

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