Glancing

By Jack Joseph Smith

The archery from the head has not been well placed Desires to communicate design speeches, with no sense of humor in the sound A last decency for honors sake is suggested, and the words are watched like animals within each others smell Diamonds in the ruff are kmarling down the long shafts at the end of the hoax in South Africa Along with a lecture I heard in nineteen sixty two at Notre Dame, Indiana about where the brain began And after 411 the slaves of Eden, the allegory of fine stones has rejected being polished down to the darkened viewing the Dovermenpincher's bite like the shot that gets the antler's Now up the trade on camera of unbrella s for rifles as education on call for interpertation has vanished And for those not tied offeece Street artists are the only protection Not even a Gothic bell is necessary at noon Collectors through the mail rap energy into religion Sinister powers construct frescos of production for the planets as we develope backwards what our offspring will do as lunatics

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AI Interpretation

GPT

A meditation on failed communication and misdirected thought, connecting diamond mines in South Africa, a lecture at Notre Dame, and the allegory of Eden to a world where education has vanished and street artists are the last remaining form of protection.

Claude

The poem's title names its method — everything here is a glance, never a sustained look. Archery from the head is 'not well placed,' words are watched 'like animals within each other's smell,' and diamonds are snarling down mine shafts at the end of a hoax. The real subject is the collapse of interpretation itself: education has vanished, street artists are the only protection, and our offspring will inherit whatever lunacy we develop backwards.