The following poem John M. Bennett posted yesterday to Spidertangle and elsewhere, at once struck me as among the very best of the huge number of superior poems he has done.  Partially out of laziness, but partially also to give others a chance to reflect on the poem without the temptation of seeing what I have to say about it and possibly being deflected from their own equal or better discoveries, I am going to just let it sit here uncritiqued today.

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flooded haphtic duu

stt’s yr nodte nude

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ed( cash an )slo

shshed( where the

moumouthless lungch

“lost’s tea cher” )fol

ded yellp(

 

sot ,dusty

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