Monthly Archives: May 2023

rasp for air

Perdo’s Pox (redux) Night falls— A black feather,A white hair,A brittle bone,A rasp for air— The moon unmoored. What I’m Reading: “The wind worries the woods outside. This morning Night was drowned on cold gray waves.” — Werner Herzog / … Continue reading

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fail better again

change denuded ideas in choppedready to go-mix sourcesof wisdom set oneagainst the other:change utryso hardbut u can’tu won’t butu try again and againu fail better again and again What I’m Reading: “A train stopped on the plain / Deaf stars … Continue reading

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i ogle them

Your Lupines (Haiku) Your lupines are mine;Mine, because I ogle them—Lasciviously. What I’m Reading: “as always i am an ungrateful child, a student  first of ingratitude. ungracious as a wasp.” — Sam Sax / “Pedagogy”

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the disastrous rhythm

The Best Stuff I Read This Week “In my room, the world is beyond my understanding; / But when I walk I see that it consists of three or four hills and a cloud.” — Wallace Stevens / “Of the … Continue reading

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will eat scabies

Autocorrectionals I was assigned a sanity rating at birth that does not compute. The birds don’t sing as much as they scream—a singer once sang that, and it was recorded—go and check. I’ve checked my packets, and all the seeds … Continue reading

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in this (my) neighborhood pt. 31

What I’m Reading: “I’m waiting for the words / to catch up to my heart / which is / elliptical at the moment” — Jason Bayani / “Someday, Again”

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a fast ferry

Run Away There’s a need to say something—but what? That I’ve run away from home again? That I’m trying to figure out why Pablo Fanques Fair was such a scene? That the scree and other debris that gets in my … Continue reading

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deep in dis-ease

Interlude IV (Dis-ease+Water Tanka) Lower the lifeboats—We tread nose-deep in dis-ease—Lifelines beyond us.We roil dark water and sink.The mermaids sing for no one. What I’m Reading: “I’ve spent my entire life living on a fault line / I know all … Continue reading

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marrow pithy white

Stabilo: The fable persuaderThe deep pocket pusher of dreamsFine line sharpener of fancy and flightScrimper and scavenger of marrow-bone pithy and whiteNails plastic lobsters onto dead sycamoresInscribes chalk circles in the middle of the streetLoves Luci Dead LimbCries at the … Continue reading

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in my neighborhood pt. 30

What I’m Reading: “People sometimes come to galleries feeling that they need to understand … when all they need to do is respond.” — Mike Collier, to Dan Rubinstein / Born to Walk: The Transformative Power of a Pedestrian Act

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