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July 7, 2013 § Leave a comment

Now available for the first time here the complete facsimile of the Spring 2002 issue of ant ant ant ant ant. Hiroaki Sato translates selections from Tomizawa Kakio’s Wolf in Heaven. D.A. Levy’s Secret Garden Mix. Samples from M. Kettner’s  Full Penny Jar. Jim Kacian’s The Slate Step Brightens. She Rouses Briefly And Says Dragonfly by Chris Gordon. All original design elements included:

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TOMIZAWA KAKIO by HIROAKI SATO ant ant ant ant ant five

October 13, 2011 § Leave a comment

Scenery In Green Flames

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Cold thunder a single fish slaps heaven

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To cross the strait something vermillion stirs

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Soughing out of my lung a blue butterfly’s wings

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The day honey overflows in bee hives its heaviness

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The shadow merely the migrant birds above the salt lake

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The light turned off oh the heaviness of mercury

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When the snow falls the snow falls quietly nude

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The night the snow accumulates I become a deep-sea fish

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In the evening wind both horse and woman are in the wind

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Night the moon falls I live in the shadow of leaves

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Night the rain smolders I remain closed with petals

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Camellias fall oh this lukewarm midday fire

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Day of pollen the birds do not have breasts I see

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Chickens mate and the sun’s letting mud drip

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Swaying geese come scenery in green flames

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I turn into a snake a drop of water taking a walk

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A butterfly glistening glistening and I darken

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Away in the yellow wind they strip a house duck naked

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Right in the middle of autumn wind a blue shell hole

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Torn clouds here on earth are 15-centimeter howitzers

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Autumn deep clanking our canteens we eat

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Dead ahead clouds glittering forced to cross a river

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There getting wet rain-red is a hand grenade

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Night bandage smudges with blood geese fly honking

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The trench’s belly blood-red in undulating rains

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In the blue sky I hammer a nail that makes a piercing sound

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Deep in my ears I hide a single red machine gun

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Gluing themselves to my retina are mud and muck

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Deep in my chest a gray gun carriage overturns

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I close my eyes and in the void a black horse prances

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