Tag Archives: Dream Notation

10 yes men

Found Email Praise Anagram at N+7 Hi all! I bought a second-in-command subsystem to all of BLO’s upcoming periodicals, but it turns out I will mistress the fissure one next Sunday because of a conflicting triumph to DC. Rather than … Continue reading

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it promised nothing

Semelparous “… no matter how often others breed, you’re not even semelparous—you’ve never been a breeder, and you’ll never be …” She opened 137 emails and they all read the same: Dear Residents, One of our neighbor’s is missing her … Continue reading

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lost time incarnate

Missing Tanka Dreamt of my fatherLast night—lost—time incarnate A winding riverA hidden oxbow downstreamHe went missing round the bend What I’m Reading: “The trees are half air. They fissure the sky; you / could count the leaves, pare / time…” … Continue reading

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misidentified as another

concern 124 (v.2) your officeis blood office my name is 78theres too much pressure last week was as datedas the previous weeki added a letteri added an addled letter i couldnt use greekcause the hurricanesr using the alphabetagain must i … Continue reading

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straddle two centuries

The Best Stuff I Read This Week “In this time of book banning and mistrust of truth, I find writing poetry a most subversive act.” — Sandra Cisneros / Lit Hub’s “The Craft of Writing” “… I straddle two centuries … Continue reading

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the autumn winds

in my neighborhood pt. 16 What I’m Reading: “The blackbird whirled in the autumn winds. It was a small part of the pantomime.” — Wallace Stevens / “Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird”

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the autumn tree

in my neighborhood pt. 15 What I’m Reading: “Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away;Lengthen night and shorten day;Every leaf speaks bliss to meFluttering from the autumn tree.” — Emily Brontë / “Fall, leaves, fall”

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i’ll dress frogs

Disturbing Slacker Tanka I’m watching paint dry—should be doing something else.What else can I do?I’ll dress frogs in Sunday lace.What’s disturbing about that? What I’m Reading: “If a poem is easy for me to write, I know I’m not trying … Continue reading

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semi-quavered skronk

This. Is. Digitized. This is a digitized morning page. This is a digitized mourning phase. This is digitized mental squall. This is digitized coming to terms. This is digitized hullabaloo. This is digitized push and pull through the eye of … Continue reading

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quaking egos squall

Luminous within the Light-Year It’s so luminous within the light-year—All is colorful behind time. I confound glowing snatches beyond thegodstarsIt’s full of stars!A queue of light fleeing. Quaking behind the sealsWe sentry glittering portholes.Behold, the blackstar is no more. It’s … Continue reading

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