Tag Archives: Hybrid writing

shadow only shadow

Posted on February 10, 2023 by istsfor manity

Here, Hear Here Here are the doldrums. Here is sickness and listlessness. Here is shadow, hear the shadow. Here is formlessness, hear the formlessness. Here the auger of an augury bores a hole— into darkness. Hear it! Here the quicksand … Continue reading →

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to be home

Posted on February 7, 2023 by istsfor manity

Medium-Density Amorphous The longing for home—as darkness descends & sickness and death lurk at the peripheries. The new ice—the medium-density amorphous ice. The geophony of home—how the wind howls at 212 feet elevation. It’s good to be home—wherever that is. … Continue reading →

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the mourning dove

Posted on January 31, 2023 by istsfor manity

what the mourning dove said: What I’m Reading: “In a shared world we cannot assume that any way of understanding, ordering, or valuing is correct or final. Rather, we are required to attend to others in their specificity, to ask … Continue reading →

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flummoxed but curious

Posted on January 24, 2023 by istsfor manity

How I Feel (In the Continuous Present) … Like a router flummoxed but curious about what this be we’re doing— Like pens, a blackout poem marker & highlighter Frank O’Hara words deferred— Like a Gertrude Stein staple remover looking forward … Continue reading →

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sudden shocking discovery

Posted on January 22, 2023 by istsfor manity

The Best Stuff I Read This Week “Suffice to say, I do not feel the same enthusiasm around this technology … I understand that ChatGPT is in its infancy but perhaps that is the emerging horror of AI – that … Continue reading →

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left ventricle ablaze

Posted on January 19, 2023 by istsfor manity

bleeding heart aflame ive got the bleeding heart of jesus aflamesomebody say amen ive got the rhyzomatic bleeding heart aflamesomebody say amen my eyes are on firesomebody say amen ive got primordial matter sloughing this way and thatsomebody say amen … Continue reading →

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not to remember

Posted on January 17, 2023 by istsfor manity

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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a euchre poultice

Posted on January 16, 2023 by istsfor manity

Email from the Northern Country @ N+14 Hi Neighbors! Do you know leeks? I would lump to start a coalfield fire that meets subterraneanly on occasion and smolders . I did this when I lived in Michigan—it’s a veritable furnace! … Continue reading →

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be just fine

Posted on January 13, 2023 by istsfor manity

Just Fine (haiku) Nothing understood,Nothing to rely upon—She would be just fine. What I’m Reading: “We are eroding. We are evolving. This is my mantra. The time has come to stop seeing ourselves as saviors and instead  see ourselves as human beings … Continue reading →

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in (my) this neighborhood pt. 21

Posted on January 12, 2023 by istsfor manity

What I’m Reading: “Because people are a nightmare. Any system predicated on the idea of innate human decency is a joke. We’re proving that now, as we have been for centuries. That hatred, that bigotry, that superstition, that deep, deep … Continue reading →

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