Tag Archives: Erasure Poetry

called for colors (redux)

American Scree 19 (erasure / blot poem #66) He demons in language.During his compositions not to cognition The letters instead The letterskind of flashycorrespond to kindof potential colors,whose called for colors, high pitchedevokeimage lights imagery,a whole kind of citydistanced from emphasis … Continue reading

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one day onto

I Am Writing This I am writing this because it is what I do. I write this. Often, when I’m not writing this I think about writing this. Often, I start thinking about writing this before I have finished writing … Continue reading

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soon be fear

overshadow a long term goalwill soon be fearadjustment firstyou feelreal smalllcounter actionsee it notyou cannot beand that is all What I’m Reading: “I let my ringworm mind roll free.” — Charles Bukowski / On Writing

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not to remember

haunted (found poem: erased manipulated & cut-up) selecta placehauntedspiritedimbuedwith days sticktimes and a noteof lightand sound shadowsomeoneand arise leave smellstextures phonea thoughtand memorythat sensorypockettalk afterwardcheckeverything youremembertry not to rememberjust observe What I’m Reading: “Saw sea waves rush ashoresome angry some … Continue reading

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detritus read slowly

Misbegotten Notes, USA Scrolling down a number of superimpositions they multiply—pages of writing, collages, painting, films—audio also multiplied as reading and new noise fades in… Also try flashlight projection of negatives or slides on wall and film it…. At the … Continue reading

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gelid & jealous

the moon jejune? rough are the exteriorsits seams are where the dreams get inthe interiors full of barbsprotecting the sweet potato redsoft monsters jelly delightsbright as the blistering moon the moon jejune? pellucid gelid & jealousof the first ray the … Continue reading

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does not work

Uh… This system does not work. Desist. What I’m Reading: “Soon enough me and the United States of America will be dust.” — Meg Ramey / Begin By Telling

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time to cure

Guiding the Peeps in Ur Head (blackout # 11.4.22) Today you will require additional timeto cure. Therefore we ask people to use the lowerdoor to enter the upperdoor. Access will return to normaltomorrow. Apologizefor the inconvenience. What I’m Reading: “Creativity … Continue reading

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see my problem

Some Lines from the Wednesday Personals LOOKING FOR LIVER-SHAPED COFFEE TABLES …because I thought she was excessively nasty. …large slivers of wood sticking out like knife blades…a wooden door born @ Home Depot… Do oysters die in your mouth, or … Continue reading

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can’t step foot

After the Accident Haiku Cracked, I still can’t stepfoot into that—I didn’twant to drink water. What I’m Reading: “Sometimes the people in the streetlaugh and turn into sheet musictorn from the sky and left to flutter down” — Ron Padgett … Continue reading

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