fourteen linesRoger Stevens <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote:I don’t wish to be pedantic (or maybe I do) Or maybe I’m missing something But this
doesn’t bear any relation to a sonnet… -Original Message- From: [EMAIL PROTECTED] [mailto:[EMAIL PROTECTED] On Behalf Of John M. Bennett Sent: 17 November 2005 21:07 To: [EMAIL PROTECTED] Subject: FLUXLIST: Jack A. Withers Smote poem Smote sent me this, seems
he's trying out my recent "sonnet" form: Whip With the sardines of your neighbors those very pretty plastic balls like hosers on the shore strong models of your jungle verbiage in the cellphone lake Lick every entity Organ hand and legless jokes some jackoff zoo with puddles of cough syrup you stirred the long mud clues and stacked gum smokes, the eggless hands and doormen Lentils’ heavy dick Cake dome hell on the swim curbbage’s bumbled glove your yodels snore the bomb closers petting every wall in spastic clothes: oh neighing floor of hard beans: “the whip”! Jack A. Withers Smote After Blaster Al Ackerman’s “The Sardines of Your Neighbors” __ Dr. John M. Bennett Curator, Avant Writing Collection Rare Books & Manuscripts Library The Ohio State University Libraries 1858 Neil Av Mall Columbus, OH 43210 USA(614) 292-3029 [EMAIL PROTECTED] www.johnmbennett.net ___
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