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Archives for November, 2011

Reblog: #OWS Library Politiku

  Reblog: http://politiku.tumblr.com/post/12961197068/james-schwartz-occupy-wall-street-library-politiku

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Letter to Heaven

Dear Tom, As you can see my posts have been quite melancholy lately with themes of darkness and death.  Today I will attempt to lighten up the mood by writing about your namesake.  Aztec, my border collie,  who I presume you must know I named after your beautiful Aztec heritage.   He was born weeks before you died and [...]

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What’s in a Word?

This is an excerpt of one my my articles (click on this phrase to read the whole text) from my Helium account, which I think is relevant to the world not only relating the “Arab Spring” or the “Occupy” movements, but to the way the society is built as a whole.  _________________________ Strong words relating to [...]

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Night Birds

by James Schwartz He is more to love than you think. Allow me to buy another drink. Allow me to sell yesterday’s news. A night of booze, blues, Bard and Muse. Unbuckled hips slowly piston. The night birds singing holy Whitman. Breaking, taking, heaving, giving. Lonely leaving, loving living.  

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The Literary Party E-Book!

The Literary Party: Growing Up Gay and Amish in America  by James Schwartz (2011) “A provocative and eye-opening account of growing up gay and Amish in America. Poet James Schwartz combines a mixture of poetry and short stories to describe family troubles, lost love, religion, and even what it’s like to take a horse and [...]

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Flash Fiction: At the bus station (from my Helium)

One of my Helium articles: It was cold… So cold. I was rushing to take the bus home through the crowds and dreaming about an ideal world in which I was the reincarnation of Bruce Lee and my kung fu was the strongest of ‘em all. As I was preparing to cross the street, I [...]

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Kaddish

BREAD AND ASHES A shadow in a shadow land as time goes on and memories fade and you weather the years and visit the graves, until your dream falls asleep, too, and all that remains of the ashes of winter is the warmth you once gave. A ghost, even then, in her faded print dress, [...]

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Baroque Briers

by James Schwartz Frigid mists parting / Dreary November briers / To Baroque gardens.

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Reblog: PS SMS Stage Left

by James Schwartz Who can love this night? / There in lies the brightest lights. / Footlights to footnotes. http://pssms.com/stage-left.html

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Rimbaud in November

micro-fiction by James Schwartz   The poet knew himself to be in love. He closed the book with real tenderness.    

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