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LAST PHOTOGRAPH OF MY DAYS AS AN IDEALIST
You urge me, after so many years of silence, to send you details about my occupations, about this "wonderful" world in which, you say, I am lucky enough to live and move and have my being. I might answer that I am a man without occupation, and that this world is not in the least wonderful.
-E.M. Cioran, "Letter To A Faraway Friend"
How far I have come to wish
to come home. This morning,
the first in twenty-three
exiled years, the white noise
of commerce eclipsed my only dream
of childhood: the dull boots
and swollen faces of
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LAST PHOTOGRAPH OF MY DAYS AS AN IDEALIST

You urge me, after so many years of silence, to send you details about my occupations, about this "wonderful" world in which, you say, I am lucky enough to live and move and have my being. I might answer that I am a man without occupation, and that this world is not in the least wonderful.

-E.M. Cioran, "Letter To A Faraway Friend"

How far I have come to wish

to come home. This morning,

the first in twenty-three

exiled years, the white noise

of commerce eclipsed my only dream

of childhood: the dull boots

and swollen faces of bodies hang-

ing from streetlamps. Your letters

and wishes for my life here

arrive whitened by a belief

in this country like a trinket

of light perfect and invisible.

What has not changed and what

has are identical. 28 years earlier,

Chinese tanks and soldiers rolled

over students. Here whole families

sleep on sewer grates and barter

for whatever one might spare.

Yesterday, a pigeon appeared on

my desk and pecked at your letters.

My cat caught it in mid-flight.

The argument of its wings

surprised him into letting it go.


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Mark Fleckenstein was born in Chicago, and grew up in Ohio, Michigan, Connecticut, North Carolina, and New Hampshire. He graduated from University of North Carolina in Charlotte with a B.A. in English, Vermont College of Fine Arts and received an MFA in Writing. He's became very involved in the poetry community in and around Boston, for over 30 years. He was an assistant editor for (BLuR), the Boston Literary Review, founder/coordinator of two bi-weekly poetry reading series in Boston and a workshop leader, He's given poetry readings with famous poets (Charles Simic, Linda Gregg, Mark Doty, Mark Cox and Carl Phillips) and not so famous poets. Six states and dozens of moves later, he settled in Massachusetts. He is also a painter. He has two amazing daughters and an large, eccentric, long-haired black cat named Ariadne.