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Sex in the City
110 words She finds herself all by herself in bed, a web of sunshine on the downy sheet, a wedding day of bells inside her head, a layer of cream upon her skin, her feet still sore from twenty years of...
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On Christianity
770 words Did Jesus Christ die on the cross at Golgotha to atone the sins of humanity, offering redemption to all who believed in him? Or was he a heretic Jew who attempted to reform Judaism so as to...
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The Counter-Currents 2016 FundraiserWhy We Support Counter-Currents
1,281 words Since our last update, we have had 5 donations ranging from $5 to $1,000 dollars, totaling $1,140. That brings our grand total to $43,713.94. This means that we are only $6,286.06 away...
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On the Passing of Leonard Cohen
Leonard Cohen 338 words My first encounter with a Leonard Cohen song was in October of 1982. I had invited a Polish exchange student to a party in my fraternity house room. He came with an acoustic...
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Veterans Hospital
84 words Some nights are never-ending hells for these old veterans in our care. We do not hand out pills, but shells, as out of battlefields they stare from over sixty years ago on far-off Guam or...
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Somewhere over Germany, 1945
30 words At the gates of heaven he did not know the names beyond the bombing bay. But many miles away he could still see the flames judging the dead in Dresden. From Leo Yankevich, Tikkun Olam and...
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“Rumour Mill”&“Wife”
176 words Rumour Mill Rumours may have reached you of my imminent demise. They’re largely true, the eyes of Don Quixote’s every love look down and almost see my flask of wine, beer, whisky, rum, fuel...
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Old South, 1932
88 words Old South, 1932 We would go down to watch the fishmongers gut the bream, father with hand on clutch, a barge with smoke and steam wed to our pickup dash, the sun bright on the river. Nettles...
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Owls
77 words The valley sinks into the mist; the yellow ring of the horizon eclipses the cornea of the sun; the ridge blooms purple on my wrist, fading, inimical and black. The earth exhales into the dusk,...
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The Pyramids of Detroit
71 words The silverfish climb walls and crawl the faded floors; eat peeled wallpaper, balls of lint in broken drawers; across veneer, find pairs of thick and chipped wenge legs, art deco chaise lounge...
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Wardrobe Restoration
99 words The art nouveau oak moulding, chipped and cracked, barely hanging from a rusty nail, begs restoration. Klimt’s young maids untacked, 1910 doors, the flailing clothing rail, fin de siècle...
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To Marcus Aurelius
150 words Good night, Marcus. Blow out the light and close your book. Where Ursa runs the stars’ alarm now fills the night. Heaven speaks to us in tongues, a barbarian’s fear-stricken shriek your Latin...
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Two New Poems
209 words Charlie Manson (1934–2017) 1. Well, Charlie Manson’s dead, just like poor Sharon Tate. Upon his wrinkled head above his eyes, the fate, of his tattooed Swastika is certain, after so, so many...
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Two New Poems
164 words To Apeneck Sweeney In what you write and ask I smell the reek of herring, matzo balls . . . Your task is subtle, almost daring, to feign to be a kook, “a white supremacist.” No random or...
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Mandarins
99 words These are not some low-caste untouchables washing their rags in the Ganges river. They leave their dirty underwear for fools to pick up, waiting for nuns to deliver fettuccine all’Alfredo,...
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Three Poems
246 words Pulp Fiction “I’m glad it’s going slowly” —Uma Thurman Weinstein, limp as a mullet, gets the smoke house oven. “You don’t deserve a bullet” says the starlet, lovin’ kisses on his shmok...
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Donny as Shakespeare
69 words A shithole is a shithole by any other name. Our minds are bright and wits full. We will not play the game, pretending not to mark boatloads of refugees, their faces savage, stark and eager for...
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Not Allowed To Mourn
115 words O stolzere Trauer! Ihr ehernen Altäre, Die heiße Flamme des Geistes nährt heute ein gewaltiger Schmerz, Die ungebornen Enkel. — Georg Trakl Not allowed to mourn, still we stand and grieve the...
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Sur la Lune
81 words Let’s put on monocles, protract roll call, and, in the tattered photo’s many greys, count them in striped pajamas and berets, these savant-frauds flogged by the wind of fall. Daltons,...
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Five Poems & Two Translations
679 words The Marriage of Heaven & Hell “I liked the taste of beer, its live, white lather, its brass-bright depths, the sudden world through the wet-brown walls of the glass, the tilted rush to...
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The Counter-Currents 2019 Fundraiser The Struggle Continues
226 words Our goal this year is to raise $100,000 in order to expand our efforts to build a metapolitical vanguard for White Nationalism. So far, we have received 331 donations totaling $83,998.71. We...
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For Leo Yankevich: October 30, 1961 to December 11, 2018
Leo Yankevich, March 22, 2016 430 words A Glosa[1] Four lines from an abandoned poem: Come the time, a season of chaste snow, And over meadows, birds will greet the dawn, And you will see where the...
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Tikkun Olam & Other Poems
Leo Yankevich Tikkun Olam and Other Poems Second Expanded Edition Foreword by E. M. Schorb San Francisco: Counter-Currents Publishing, 2012 100 pages There are three formats for Tikkun Olam: Hardcover:...
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Journey Late at Night: Poems & Translations
Leo Yankevich Journey Late at Night: Poems & Translations San Francisco: Counter-Currents, 2013 178 pages There are three formats for Journey Late at Night: Hardcover: $25 (add $5 for postage, $12...
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The Hypocrisies of Heaven: Poems New & Old
Leo Yankevich The Hypocrisies of Heaven: Poems New & Old San Francisco: Counter-Currents, 2016 148 pages There are three formats for The Hypocrisies of Heaven: Hardcover: $25 (add $5 for postage,...
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