011 "Wishbone" & of Love" by Richard Siken Lit from the Basement
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Richard Siken is a poet, painter, filmmaker, and an editor at Spork Press. In her profile of Siken, Nell Casey wrote, "he effectively juxtaposes holy wishes with mundane images—
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Richard Siken. "Wishbone" by Richard Siken is a deeply introspective and emotionally charged piece that explores the complexities of a tumultuous, potentially abusive relationship. Through vivid and powerful imagery, Siken captures the turbulent dynamic between the narrator and their partner, Henry. The song delves into themes of power, control.
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JESUS CHRIST IT HURTS — Richard Siken, from Wishbone; Crush, 2005 in 2020 You dont love me, Words
Im glad the speaker started me inside the subjects mind, and when the poem ends, I'm outside in the world with the subject and Henry. It would appear front to back and the twist is ,"a dead man at our feet". The night has not gone well," do you want to go home now" , a bad evening with the feeling of loss," a dead man at our feet.
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Wishbone by Richard Siken. You saved my life he says. I owe you everything. You don't, I say, you don't owe me squat, let's just get going, let's just get gone, but he's relentless, keeps saying I owe you, says Your shoes are filling with your own damn blood, you must want something, just tell me, and it's yours..
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An analysis of the Wishbone poem by Richard Siken including schema, poetic form, metre, stanzas and plenty more comprehensive statistics. Login . The STANDS4 Network. ABBREVIATIONS; ANAGRAMS;. Richard Siken (1967-) is a poet, painter and filmmaker from New York. He won the Yale Series of Young Poets Competition with his 2005 book, "Crush.
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BIO. Richard Siken is a poet, painter, and filmmaker. His book Crush won the 2004 Yale Series of Younger Poets prize, selected by Louise Glück, a Lambda Literary Award, a Thom Gunn Award, and was a finalist for the National Book Critics Circle Award. His other books are War of the Foxes (Copper Canyon Press, 2015) and I Do Know Some Things.
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Richard Siken 1967 (New York City) You saved my life he says I owe you everything. you must want something, just tell me, and it's yours. I took the bullet for all the wrong reasons, I'd just as soon kill you myself, I say. You keep saying I owe you, I owe…but you say the same thing every time. Let's not talk about it, let's just not.
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[POEM] Wishbone - Richard Siken You saved my life he says I owe you everything. You don't, I say, you don't owe me squat, let's just get going, let's just get gone, but he's relentless, keeps saying I owe you, says Your shoes are filling with your own damn blood, you must want something, just tell me, and it's yours.