(the horatio monologues) iv

ivdaydreamthe words you cannot read abandon themstare at a space on the wall where nothing’s writtenin the gallery of your head on a wall hangsa perfect rendering of a pretty wench’s facean accurate remembranceof what her paps and her hips do to a gowndo arithmetic think fingers calculatethe number of months of weeks of daysbefore […]

(the horatio monologues) iii

It was an anti-romantic era in Europe, especially among the nobility and the wealthy: Most often, marriages were arranged to serve political and economic agendas. And people in vestments usually had a second--- a third--- even a fourth religion. And the relationships between teachers and students, and masters and apprentices in both the trades and […]

(the horatio monologues) ii

Within two centuries after the invention of the printing press at Gutenberg, and within one century after the Protestant Revolution; at the end of a time when primarily only the elites received education, and people were beginning to move from serfdom and peasantry into the towns and cities…. iisay i’m given leave from my evenings […]

the horatio monologues (i)

iUniversity of Wittenberg: Late 16th/ Early 17th century. about norasay she’s jerusalem say she’s meccai say she’s another wench stays in a castle room near antwerp

five oclock’s the first to leave

five oclock’s the first to leaveit also goes out through the staffonly doorits mouth’s a horn it leaves behindits voice is the sound of the hornits word is its voice that goes out in the rainthat goes through the rainwithout an umbrella without getting wetit wraps itself around the parking lotit gets into parked cars […]

the hipwaders

after you’ve movedthe pipes through the thigh deepdew and drops of riverwater hunched on the grassblades on the leaves on the cornhusks when you come in leavethem out

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in a driveway

in a drivewayfar in the north of the cityat an hourin one of the long nights whenbedroom windows in the house next door becomelightbulbsa gallon of blood pulls open a car dooras the kids next doorbegin to dress for school returnthemselves to the levis they wore yesterdaythe blood turnsbends itself at the knee shapesa skirt […]

when i told the kids how the world was

when i told the kids how the world wasborn i said junior i said prissy i said listenyesterday morning in the pasture wasa universe and through the universe planets moovedup the universe and down planets grazedtoward the sun rise and toward the sun’s descenttoward the rumour of the north starand toward the conspiracies of southern […]

it was a day like any

it was a day like anythrough the upstairs hallway most of the afternoon had passedall the doors out of the daylit hours remained closedin the time behind one of those closed doors i sleptread studied wrote talked to myself sleptthen the habit of the years was brokenas the late afternoon sun litthe hallway through a […]

yesterday’s birth was bred

yesterday’s birth was brednine months ago or sono bullleft handforearm almost to the elbow plastic baggedpushed into the cow through the asscervix graspedneedle in the right handthick as a slender finger pushedinto the cow through the vulvathrough the cervix in the handinto the muscle skinnedbag the uterussemen in the needle releasedbull in the semen turnedloose […]

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In reply to <a href="https://jakedepeuterpoetics.com/2024/09/18/so-you-didnt-like-the-radio-electric/comment-page-1/#comment-8">Anonymous</a>. Yes, that's the narrative the poem tells. Thanks for the question.

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