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Conjured

by Robert Nathaniel Dett

−0.4444 − 1.2079i

Drawing the boundary…

Time-Bomb

by Mina Loy

−0.3707 − 1.2058i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

Each poem scrolls on its own, so the two texts stay beside each other.

Conjured

by Robert Nathaniel Dett

Couldn't sleep last night!
Just toss and pitch!
I'm conjured! I'm conjured!
By that little witch!

My heart's all afire!
My brain's got the itch!
I tell you I'm conjured
By that little witch!

I'm "patchy" in feelings;
It seems that a stitch
Has sewed me up inside out.
Then there's a hitch

Whenever I try to think;
Side track and switch
My thoughts do; and finally
Dump me in the ditch.

And when I talk, my voice
Seems all out of pitch;
When I think about her,
My pulses, they twitch.

I'm in love or I'm crazy,
I can't tell quite which;
But I know I've been conjured
By that little witch!

Time-Bomb

by Mina Loy

The   present   moment
is   an   explosion ,
a   scission
of   past   and   future

leaving
those   valorous   disreputables ,
the   ruins ,

sentinels
in   an   unknown   dawn
strewn   with   prophecy .

Only   the   momentary
goggle   of   death
fixes   the     fugitive
momentum .

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