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At five I knew much more
my path unfolded
That is why my life is not mine
Could it be that
Our Sun is said to
Light is then a planet’s privilege
Many Buddhist temples have 108 steps
Clouds feel like art
Rhyming feels like dictionary
The hand feels like five places
Words feel like change
Stairs feel like concepts
Water feels like continuity
Not writing feels like writing.
Total attention being paid
Koala bear thought process
Mangled disambiguation hiccup
A text that’s alive
“A text saying something
Nobody said anything about
The open piano
Death would not exist
The mysterious experience
reminds me of
Chair reminds me of the color of air
To be frank
In the garden of paper and words.
Words that are quotations of themselves
Jigsaw Jeremy significant discharge.
Voluntary epigraph secretive palm tree.
Various worried men.
Dingo visibility do not forget
The musicality of a text offers
Victimized booksellers wearing turquoise satin bathrobes
Where to from here?
The figure of the road
The beast is imaginary
Anne Tardos, French-born American poet, is the author of eleven books of poetry and several performance works. Her writing is renowned for its fluid use of multiple languages and its innovative forms. Among her recent books of poetry are The Exploding Nothingness of Never Define; The Camel's Pedestal; I Am You; NINE; Both Poems.