The point : twenty-four poems / by Chris Bell.

If poetry is not what this is (introduction) -- Proem -- Komata Reefs -- Thirty-seventh floor Keio Plaza nightmare -- Teacher -- Crafts(wo)manship -- Lost expeditions -- Nine haiku -- Seasons -- Mycelium -- The point -- The indolence of any flesh sitting -- Nostalgia -- Black and white -- A night in Tunisia (unfinished) -- Civil disobedience -- Full of hope for the new day I grind coffee beans, brew espresso -- The joy of taking a book from the shelf and opening it to discover it already contains a bookmark -- Of an idea -- The terror -- Infinite regress, infinite regret -- The skies of my childhood -- Love me, the alien -- Meditation -- Escilatopram, 10mg -- Fin.

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