Tag Archives: Random Sights with Signs

a grey mist

Posted on July 25, 2021 by istsfor manity

grey mist haiku the midday sun fadesa grey mist blurs the green hillsthe world disappears “Your best days are sometimes those when you end up with less on the page than when you started.” — Hilary Mantel / “How Writers … Continue reading →

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pierced her medulla

Posted on July 24, 2021 by istsfor manity

The Migraine Mary crashed. She was out of sorts after the apparition, but she recovered enough to do this on Saturday. She wrote: 07/24/21 I’m gonna remix the Shakespeare sonnet in today’s “Poem of the Day” email. I’m going to … Continue reading →

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by that apparition

Posted on July 23, 2021 by istsfor manity

the apparition On 07.23.21 Mary was unable to write much, haunted and paralyzed by that apparition all those years ago—now making residence again somewhere deep in her mind. She had a day full of distrait, disinhibition, and discountenance—deliberate and unseen. … Continue reading →

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you may return

Posted on July 22, 2021 by istsfor manity

this lacks a titlethere are no words in bold to be found hereit’s disjointed and attenuatedthere’s distortion to staticdon’t panicit’s all under control thought many(but said no one ever) this writing lacks images no ideas but in things(said a wise … Continue reading →

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it’s awful offal

Posted on July 21, 2021 by istsfor manity

Mary’s Baroque Personage Minimalist clap trap insouciance get away from my baroque personage. Someone once said they were transpecies extraordinaire, and someone cut in and quailed: surrender your gender; then an acerbic other cut in sniping: exploiters, exploiters, exploiters while … Continue reading →

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the imminent dissolve

Posted on July 19, 2021 by istsfor manity

A Flash Cut Before the Imminent Dissolve Mary has a budget of eleven nails—She scores her shy puppetOn a cross that revolves on the ceiling fan—In her austere grey room. “Between the ideaAnd the realityBetween the motionAnd the actFalls the … Continue reading →

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the slow-know kiss

Posted on July 17, 2021 by istsfor manity

a silver issue On July 17, 2021, Mary Arroyo wrote a cut-up poem “Burroughs/Gysin” style—based on Leonie Adams’s “Midsummer”—in her journal: star-break silver stanzas the bluebonnet hydrospherethe slow-know kissthe jewel carbuncularmy air color chambermy starbreak grassesthe spurn of the moonmy … Continue reading →

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someone with ague

Posted on July 16, 2021 by istsfor manity

apophenia on 07/16/2021 Mary Arroyo writes: today i‘ll make a short film & call it pansophism: the pretense is the matter—there will be someone with ague & someone arguing: “why didn’t you take better care of yourself?” a sweet shimmering … Continue reading →

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i am dislocation incarnate

Posted on July 15, 2021 by istsfor manity

The Crabwise Couscous Crumbcake Mary Arroyo wrote in her journal: 07/15/2021 Numen: a spiritual force or influence often identified with a natural object, phenomenon, or place The older I grow the less life makes sense to me. Every directive, every … Continue reading →

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off the rails

Posted on July 14, 2021 by istsfor manity

The Tyranny of the Blank Page I have well trod ways of going off the rails. I have multifoliate multivariances and polyvalencies of texts. I have Brakhage films and John Cage bubblegum. I’m gonna chew chew chew ’til my teeth … Continue reading →

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