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Represents something specific for me and always will. "The palace burns, the palace is fire, and my throne is comfy and square."
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"How to live? reading poems, breathing shallow,spinning lettuce."
37/52 books read in 2019.As always, it is really hard to review a poem, unless you are absolutely in love or in disgust with it.So here are a couple of lines that I really liked:"There are no good kings.Only beautiful palaces.""Hello, this is Kaveh speaking:I wanted to be Keats(but I’ve already lived four years too long)."I listened to the audio provided whilst reading the text and really enjoyed that. Definitely recommend.Both the text and audio version can be found here
Ugh this poem is the best thing I have ever read - please read it I beg of you!!My favourite lines (spoiler alert)"Their goodness dragged him into the street/and tore off/his arms, plucked/his goodness out, plucked his fingers out/like feathers.""There are no good kings./Only beautiful palaces.""My life/growing monstrous/with ease.""America could be a metaphor, but it isn’t.""There are no doors in America./Only king-sized holes.""To be an American is to be a scholar/of opportunity./Opportunity c...
This poem just introduced me to his other works and now I am in too deep.
Alone in a dark room, I read this poem out loud. Similar to everything Kaveh writes, it is tender and eager to fall, maybe break, but doesn’t. “Art is where what we survive survives.” Tucked in the poem, a reminder. What we are creating is a permanence of the close calls. Sure, this is a poem about America. It’s a poem of home, or places, at least, that could be. Heaven or anywhere where your mother cooks. “I lose you so much today,” what a beautiful mistake. And really how is that much differen...
