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To protest a bill that would require women to undergo an ultrasound before having an abortion, Virginia State Sen. Janet Howell (D-Fairfax) on Monday attached an amendment that would require men to have a rectal exam and a cardiac stress test before obtaining a prescription for erectile dysfunction medication.
by Anne Carson
It’s good to be neuter. I want to have meaningless legs. There are things unbearable. One can evade them a long time. Then you die. The ocean reminds me of your green room. There are things unbearable. Scorn, princes, this little size of dying. My personal poetry is a failure. I do not want to be a person. I want to be unbearable. Lover to lover, the greenness of love. Cool, cooling. Earth bears no such plant. Who does not end up a female impersonator? Drink all the sex there is. Still die. I tempt you. I blush. There are things unbearable. Legs, alas. Legs die. Rocking themselves down, crazy slow, some ballet term for it —- fragment of foil, little spin, little drunk, little do, little oh, alas.
Jody Rogac, Mish Way
Seasons go by. A few. One day, Paul Celan tells me he has written to Heidegger.
— I’ve much read Heidegger… I just wrote him. I don’t expect a reply.
A few weeks later:
— I’m going to Germany. I’m going to meet Heidegger. I hope he’ll hear me.
Jean Daive, Under The Dome: Walks With Paul Celan (1996, trans. R Waldrop) (ps:msodradek)
Angus & Julia Stone, You’re The One That I Want (Live acoustique RCS#12)
by Lucille Clifton
when I watch you wrapped up like garbage sitting, surrounded by the smell of too old potato peels or when I watch you in your old man's shoes with the little toe cut out sitting, waiting for your mind like next week's grocery I say when I watch you you wet brown bag of a woman who used to be the best looking gal in Georgia used to be called the Georgia Rose I stand up through your destruction I stand up(poetbabble)
Dara Greenwald, Bouncing In the Corner #36 DDD