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Ah, get it now. The word, or the word in quote marks, gets a bit
violent? Sort of like the recent 'nut the ****' fracas, which the poem
references indirectly of course?

But, yes, things move quickly these days. :-)

J

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----- Original Message -----
From: "Poetryetc: poetry and poetics" 
To:
Cc:
Sent:Wed, 27 Sep 2017 07:34:07 +0000
Subject:Re: Snap: This Week's Pour

 Actually, a typo, I meant to say smacks, as in smacks you in the
kisser.
 But things have already moved on ...
 Bill

 On Wed, 27 Sep 2017 at 5:31 PM, Jill Jones  wrote:

 > Hi David,
 >
 > Thanks.
 >
 > Munches, that's cool. Guess they're bite-size stanzas. :-)
 >
 > J
 >
 >
 > ________________________
 > Jill Jones
 > www.jilljones.com.au
 >
 > Latest book: Brink, Five Islands Press
 > http://fiveislandspress.com/catalogue/brink-jill-jones
 >
 > ----- Original Message -----
 > From: "Poetryetc: poetry and poetics"
 > To:
 > Cc:
 > Sent:Wed, 27 Sep 2017 08:17:50 +0100
 > Subject:Re: Snap: This Week's Pour
 >
 > Like that Jill. It munches.
 >
 > :)
 >
 > David
 >
 > On 27 September 2017 at 08:05, Jill Jones wrote:
 >
 > > Thanks, Bill.
 > >
 > > It's compressed, I grant. The oppressiveness of the current
world.
 > > Glad something stayed with you.
 > >
 > > But 'snacks'?
 > >
 > > Cheers,
 > > Jill
 > >
 > > ________________________
 > > Jill Jones
 > > wwwjilljonescom.au
 > >
 > > Latest book: Brink, Five Islands Press
 > > http://fiveislandspress.com/catalogue/brink-jill-jones
 > >
 > > ----- Original Message -----
 > > From: "Poetryetc: poetry and poetics"
 > > To:
 > > Cc:
 > > Sent:Wed, 27 Sep 2017 05:17:57 +0000
 > > Subject:Re: Snap: This Week's Pour
 > >
 > > Deep, Jill. Avoid the sudden. It snacks. 'The little we shoulder'
a
 > > phrase
 > > that stays with me.
 > >
 > > Bill
 > >
 > > On Wed, 27 Sep 2017 at 9:18 am, Jill Jones wrote:
 > >
 > > > This Week’s Pour
 > > >
 > > > The world pours
 > > > out over the
 > > > world which
 > > > pours out
 > > > further than
 > > >
 > > > As if a subscription
 > > > extended life
 > > > as levitation
 > > > or something obviously
 > > > visible
 > > >
 > > > As if we bring
 > > > the little we
 > > > shoulder as if
 > > > the sun sang on
 > > > something important
 > > >
 > > > A DJ surrounds
 > > > you with
 > > > ridiculous thinking
 > > > someone simply
 > > > wants to punch you out
 > > >
 > > > As if the ‘sudden’ is
 > > > the way life is
 > > > apparent, what grows
 > > > offspring
 > > > or exceptions
 > > >
 > > > A word prolongs
 > > > how it feels
 > > > and extends
 > > > same-same as a way
 > > > of working distinct
 > > >
 > > > Words, not as
 > > > rhymes but
 > > > unearthing
 > > > provenances
 > > > moving through gaps
 > > >
 > > > That is, imagine
 > > > refugees, storms, evidence
 > > > or all these relations
 > > > plucked as thought
 > > > via questions
 > > >
 > > >
 > > >
 > >
 > >
 >
 >