“Whoever goes deeply into poetry escapes from being as certitude, meets with the absence of the gods, lives in the intimacy of this absence, becomes responsible for it, assumes its risk, and endures its favor.”
--Maurice Blanchot via @rabihalameddine.bsky.social
      "speed limit everyone passes me"
        1.
        elements we're given
        gargoyle & buzzard-loll
        pothole-veer or raven
        mere thought in parallel
          2.
          blank lodgement · leper colony
          rill cerulean · climb clattering
          head full of harms ·hooded nod
          parables of gravel roads & glass
          places visited once upon a mountain
          corridor of green i blindly pass
          season more than lenten
          airt of loss
          lodgement with the polar albatross
          bulbous ride · a thumb roosted
          sixty seven · mild winters
          prisons learned
          in a dry land
          & one more moist
          with walls of mist
            3.
            chapbook's breathy chortle
            char-pages & ghost chip
            the bard disbarred of teal
            wheel builded of ketchup


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