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Fear Itself
— published 1995 — 2 editions |
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Singing Yet: New and Selected Poems
— published 1992 — 3 editions |
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False Prophet
— published 2003 — 3 editions |
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The Radiance of Pigs
— published 1999 — 2 editions |
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Red to the Rind
— published 2002 — 2 editions |
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White Boy
— published 1975 — 2 editions |
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Body of Work
— published 1983 |
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Some Lamb
— published 1975 |
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Paintings
— published 1997 — 2 editions |
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Collecting Assessments: An Operational Guide
by Stan Rice, Alan S. More |
“And the rain was brain colored
and the thunder sounded like something remembering something.”
― Stan Rice
and the thunder sounded like something remembering something.”
― Stan Rice
“Bend down, bend down. Excess is the only ease,
so bend. The sun is in the tree.
Put your mouth on mine. Bend down
beam & slash, for Dread is dreamed-up-scenes
of what comes after death. Is being
fled from what bends down in pain.
The elbow bends in the brain, lifts the cup.
The worst is yet to dream you up,
so bend down the intrigue
you dreamed. Flee the hayneedle in the brain's
tree.
Excess allures by leaps. Stars burn clean. Oriole bitches and gleams. Dread is the fear of being
less
forever. So bend. Bend down and kiss
what you see.”
― Stan Rice
so bend. The sun is in the tree.
Put your mouth on mine. Bend down
beam & slash, for Dread is dreamed-up-scenes
of what comes after death. Is being
fled from what bends down in pain.
The elbow bends in the brain, lifts the cup.
The worst is yet to dream you up,
so bend down the intrigue
you dreamed. Flee the hayneedle in the brain's
tree.
Excess allures by leaps. Stars burn clean. Oriole bitches and gleams. Dread is the fear of being
less
forever. So bend. Bend down and kiss
what you see.”
― Stan Rice














