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Jeffrey Schultz V. Stevens   …never to destroy / The earth again by flood, nor let the sea /        Surpass his bounds…                 —Paradise Lost, XI 892-894 Milton’s problem was puritanical But in the best parts he overcame it, Let it all work out according to itself. None of it adds up to much anything, ThoughContinue reading “Jeffrey Schultz – V. Stevens”

Jeffrey Schultz IV. Women’s International Terrorist Conspiracy from Hell   a light summer dress when the body has gone            —Levis, maybe roughly In the fullness of itself, The acronym opens Upon a woods, upon What, within woods, lurks. Such quiet makes its own plans. This is one explanation For all the noise of things. WithinContinue reading “Jeffrey Schultz – IV. Women’s International Terrorist Conspiracy from Hell”

Jeffrey Schultz III. So death blows his little fucking trumpet   Never so noble as music, Poetry was never so noble As before music recognized Its own noble distinction, And, nobly packing up itself And its whole equipment, Abandoned poetry for something More splendid, some splendid Career. So many resources! The hair of the horseContinue reading “Jeffrey Schultz – III. So death blows his little fucking trumpet”

Jeffrey Schultz II. The Oldest Living Thing in L.A.   By mid-winter the young are no longer And the winter’s still yet-to-become. We eat tacos in 90 degree heat With our friend the anthropologist From Massachusetts, where seven snows Yesterday did disclose simultaneously themselves And disappeared beneath them whole Massachusetts. His work imagines beginnings: SummersContinue reading “Jeffrey Schultz – II. The Oldest Living Thing in L.A.”

Jeffrey Schultz I. Western Man   Because his existence is doom, At the end of it I will, After I preside first Over the solemn burials Of my human And animal beloved, After we have All of us beyond a doubt Witnessed this The end of this, The frogs gone And the bats And moreContinue reading “Jeffrey Schultz – I. Western Man”