Class Twitter Poems
Sarah Davis:
“You”
I am listening to the night.
I am still trying to find you.
I hear the music.
I hear you.
I am listening to you.
You always sound the same.
You always smell the same.
You lick the back of my neck.
You can have me.
I can’t control how much I want you.
Your limbs drape over mine at night.
And I don’t even need a blanket to stay warm.
When looking at you from below, it’s hard to believe you are real.
You can have me.
Inefficiency of language…
Too much…
You hit me with…bricks…with…anger…with…wild, play.
Extinguished light.
What’s the price of a good night?
Virgin devastation?
I have a theory:
Scattered snow on the side of the road.
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Olivia Haber-Greenwood:
Upside down and turned around tweets
I call it spiritual relationship. not religion.
There is no such thing as upside down.
You picked up the telephone and it was religion calling your spirit.
Unimaginable devastation across the world and here the rain.
There is no such thing as upside down.
The rain here makes us imagine what it is to be devastated.
laughter is our friendships barometer. I don’t even need a blanket to stay warm.
There is no such thing as upside down.
Our friends laugh at warmth. Blankets hang over our needless barometers.
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Alexandra Gold:
I.
Spring break is a chauvinist play pen
“I blinked and there were too many people”
The overhead bin is cumbersomething
II.
snowing, snowing, yawn.
Is there anybody out there? Nod if you can hear me?
@itslily111 nod
III.
Pieces of a wild night scattered on the side of the road.
In the morning: sins beneath virgin feet.
and how much I want to bounce around on them and float
And the crowd went wild
southern hospitality and getting hit with glittery bricks
im still trying to find the rainbow in the gutter here
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IV.
nikkiwrites111:
The inefficiency of human thinking is simply mind boggling
My book keeps telling me “that which you manifest is before you.” I’m trying to figure out the truth
When looking at them from below, it’s hard to believe clouds are real
I have a theory on getting angry about things you can’t control (i.e. traffic)… Don’t.
what’s the price of a good night’s sleep?
V.
too often i mistake tv screens for mirrors
The sensational simile hit her like a metaphor
and don’t even get me started on the infinite failure of language Market Basket: more for your metaphor
VI.
Unimaginable devastation across the world and here the rain is causing unrest
I think for the first time in my life I understand the feeling of irreplaceable
“There’s no such thing as upside down”
VII.
For AL111CE:
laughter is our friendships barometer
my little sister drapes her limbs over mine every night.
I don’t even need a blanket to stay warm
Her hair was smooth and light, it licked the back of her neck as
she swayed to the music
I call it spiritual relationship. not religion.
VIII. (Traveling)
Idle one-armed bandits and a train ride back to Philadelphia
Every airport smells the same- faux cleanliness too much air conditioning and recently extinguished cigarettes
on a plane to jupiter, be back sometime soon
SimoStolzoff111: “if i could have a super power it would be to not have sand stick to my feet after the beach”
i wish vacations weren’t only survived by sunburns
IX.
Here comes the sun and I say it’s all right
And on the bright side, the sun is shining.
there goes the sun and i say its all right
because I’ve always had a thing for polarity
X.
Back into the grind of academia
#hanneng111. andrea_eng111.
#ChrlesBernstein
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Lily Avnet:
Travels
I wish vacations weren’t only survived by sunburns
Because on the bright side, the sun is shining.
Because I’ve always had a thing for polarity
I wish I lived in the Arctic,
On a plane to jupiter, be back sometime soon
There goes the sun and i say its all right
Snowing, snowing, yawn.
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(Un)Language
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The inefficiency of human thinking is simply mind boggling
Late is late, sure, but whatever is almost always something else.
And the crowd went wild
The sensational simile hit her like a metaphor
Back into the grind of academia
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Ego Thoughts
I am listening to overtures. Overture Prelude Welcome, we’re about to start.
If I could have a super power it would be to not have sand stick to my feet after the beach
“I blinked and there were too many people”
I think for the first time in my life I understand the feeling of irreplaceable
I wish I lived in the Arctic,
My book keeps telling me “that which you manifest is before you.” I’m trying to figure out the truth
im still trying to find the rainbow in the gutter hereIs there anybody out there? Nod if you can hear me?
I have a theory on getting angry about things you can’t control (i.e. traffic)… Don’t.
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Weather
There goes the sun and I say its all right
I wish vacations weren’t only survived by sunburns
Here comes the sun and I say it’s all right
Because I’ve always had a thing for polarity
I wish I lived in the Arctic,
I’m still trying to find the rainbow in the gutter here
When looking at them from below, it’s hard to believe clouds are real
snowing, snowing, yawn.
And on the bright side, the sun is shining.
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Alice Liu:
Collaborative “Twitter” Poem
(Spring Break)
The piano man getting hit with glittery bricks nods.
He mistakes pieces of a wild night scattered on the side of the road
for unimaginable devastation across the world.
He’s still trying to find the rainbow in the gutter.
The rain is causing unrest.
He often mistakes TV screens for mirrors.
It’s hard to believe human thinking is real.
If I could
I’d hit him like a metaphor.
Lick the back of his neck with my hair
Drape my limbs over his every night
I’m trying to figure out the truth.
My book tells me you don’t need a blanket to stay warm
But when I look up beneath virgin feet
I blink on the bright side.
I smell extinguished cigarettes in air conditioned cleanliness
I get angry about things I can’t control.
The same cumbersomethings.
It’s hard to believe the sun is shining.
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Here comes the sun and I say it’s all right.
There goes the sun and I say it’s alright.
Unimaginable devastation across the world and here the rain is causing unrest.
I’m still trying to find the rainbow in the gutter here
I call it spiritual relationship. Not religion.
And on the bright side, the sun is shining.
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Andrea Amanullah:
there’s no such thing as upside down
as she sways to the music,
hair licking the back of her neck.
there goes the sun and i say its all right:
for the first time in my life i understand the feeling of irreplaceable.
hit with glittery bricks, we strive for new and unusual experiences,
only survived by sunburns.
things you can’t control always have a thing for polarity:
i blinked and there were too many people
and the crowd went wild.
she drapes her limbs over mine, a spiritual relationship in laughter,
sins beneath virgin feet.
it’s hard to believe in a good night’s sleep, vacation.
im still trying to find the rainbow in the gutter here,
but on the bright side, the sun is shining.
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Simone Stolzoff:
Twitter Poem
There goes the sun
causing unrest.
Because i’ve always had a smile
On a plane to jupiter—
the overhead bin
upside down.
I blinked on the bright side
to remember the feeling
survived by sunburn.
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Nicole Mendell:
“That Which You Manifest is Before You” (Vacation Tales):
Into the Tundra
I wish I lived in the artic,
On a plane to Jupiter, be back sometime soon,
There goes the sun and I say its alright,
Snowing,
Snowing,
Yawn.
My little sister drapes her limbs over mine every night,
I don’t even need a blanket to stay warm.
Snowing,
Snowing,
Yawn.
I’m still trying to find the rainbow in the gutter here.
Is anybody out there? Nod if you can hear me?
Because I’ve always had a thing for polarity.
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Journey to the Sun
And on the bright side, the sun in shining,
I want to bounce around and float.
There’s no such thing as upside down,
With the pieces of a wild night scattered on the side of the road,
I’m still trying to find the rainbow in the gutter here.
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Conversations with strangers while waiting in line
A: “What’s the price of a good night’s sleep?”
B: “I have a theory on getting angry about things you can’t control. Don’t.”
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A: “Every airport smells the same – faux cleanliness, too much air conditioning and recently extinguished cigarettes”
B: “Yea, I blinked and there were too many people”
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A: “The inefficiency of human thinking is simply mind boggling”
B: “I know, late is late, sure, but whatever is almost always something else.”
A: “That’s it! I’m at my twits end.”
—
A: “There was a piano man and the crowd went wild!”
B: “Oh? Lately I’m listening to overtures”
—
A: “I wish vacations weren’t only survived by sunburns”
B: “Yea, if I could have a super power it would be to not have sand stick to my feet after the beach”
A: “Well there goes the sun”
B: “Back to into the grind of academia.”
—
A: “The sensational simile hit her like a metaphor”
B: “Like getting hit with glittery bricks?”
A: “Sure. The pieces of her wild night were scatted on the side of the road in the morning. Like sins beneath virgin feet.”
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