V e r b o p h o b i a

4.25.2004

NEW POEMS, NEW WINNER

So it took months, but here are all the poems that I received. Thanks to all for playing. And a hearty congrats to Jess Mynes for winning the Dante's Ass Prize (it came down to Meng v. Mynes, and Jess won the flip!). I'll be posting a new word list soon.

SINGULARITIES
by Jess Mynes

Skeptical essays ricochet
Cause zest to question
The misnomer's informer
What's the point?
A short history redone?
These are examples are drawn
By means of a trier
Or clover seed sampler
That triples production despite its bumpy ride
As a voyeur you suffer no certain benefit but
Collapse as wilted grass
Beneath this foot as if you were
A star flirting with a fade to singularity
                           Mishaps are cadence not exception
Too disparate for an
Agile definition to ban.

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AT CRISIS
by Catherine Meng

At the luminous point in the ride

when the triple fade of the clouds made the gaze

ricochet inward

toward a flirt in the ribs

complete with breath that had the cadence

of certain exception---


as if to be a voyeur of this magnitude

is to be an informer


& so with the zest of an informer

I ban everyone who ever took my agile fumbles

at face value. I am a trier. And I’m tired

of trying to see what I see.

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BY THE MOSELLE IN TRIER
by Aaron Tieger

(point du jour)

Steps ricochet, cadence, fade
comme les rides.


Agile voyeur, informez-
moi.



Flirt!


              Lord I wanted
always to be
an exception.


Triple Pernod, avec
un zeste.



A ban is certain.

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A GHAZAL OF BEER
by Jimmy Nickles

Your lips flirt with the foam, certain
of a tender cadence, certain

the zest with which it ricochets
from pert probings too uncertain

has been kept at bay by agile
gripping of the glass, a certain

fade of force as the lips draw near
the point of contact: Insert in

the tongue at the proper moment,
the trier of tastes, smooth, certain

ride to the first wave, informer
that gives away the now certain

whereabouts of the triple bock,
then the lips fly to assert in

a whirlpool downing foam, beer, no
exceptions, no terms uncertain,

that the tall glass be left without
its pint, another for certain.

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NORMAL BARRAGE
by Michael Helsem

Flirt certain,
The Mydoom Worm thumbed
Triple ricochet ride. At some point
Zest exception turned voyeur
Informer. Fade to an agile gate trier...

When will they ban that cadence?

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