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Thursday, August 13, 2026

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Cromulent and Esquivalient.

"siempre a tu lado"

pale bridge · in the brittle glow
not my turning · eye on the dashboard
storied intersections · still
though each thorn's facade · wields optics
inimical · to the dry wheel
Three Suns in Japan · murals
so much · not yet destroyed

"With the flickering of/ Cantillation..."

In my last year at the University of Texas in Arlington (1979), i found out that their library had just been linked electronically with other libraries, & i had been trying to find out the age of Alpha Centauri, so i got them to print me out all the references to Alpha Centauri they had. It was a thick stack of pages. Many of them i couldn’t find locally, but after a while i did get one with a number: 6 billion years.

i still have somewhere that sheaf.

A Stream in a Glade.

( via / via )

Another great myth bites the dust.

" 'So it is true that comedy and tragedy are mingled,' said Adrian.
'Really it is all tragedy,' said his sister. 'Comedy is a wicked way of looking at it, when it is not our own.
'Is that why people cannot laugh at themselves?' said Julius."

—@ivycomptonburnett.bsky.social

Kenneth Anger mentions HP Lovecraft in this KPFA interview transcript from 1974.

      "cardamummery"

golden washburn wildwood
werifesteria liftoff
      the rice cake
   with the best crunch
mist drifting · in the dreich hollow

bearing wall or bile dict
builder amidst Edsels
      road narrows
   my enemy
in the gyring · pustulent light

2021 podcast on the history of palindromes. (2h 43m)

Monday, August 10, 2026

( rue morgue / via )

Fairport Harbor, Ohio.

" 'Don't stay on twitter so long you stop believing in sunscreen' sounds like an idiom people 200 years in the future will be using but won't remember what it means"
—@michaelhobbes.bsky.social

The other Marvel Universe.

"world without eyes to see the world"

parse the small bones left
smatterings made natal
storm & blazing blemish
obliterate lit scroll
focus on keeping fauxpas
& phantoms out doubtful
the long game is lambent
with luck's inward aspect
becalmed with my toucan crew
parse the small bones left

Tunnel into Hammer.

Sunday, August 09, 2026

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Not to be confused with "quesadilla".

"cough that has a seat at ev'ry table"

1.
scenes of things we knew
in palindromes explain
the play of light
that holds nothing
for awhile set aside
i can't watch the thrashing
what is it all but thrashing
& patterns
that crutch of crutches
time's up

2.
vulturous feasting · as is done
      no hard times
   for henchmen

3.
overlaid fictions · old satisfactions
      wasp hovers
   by the back door
hour on its own tries
to tryst howling mallets

burgeoning kiln · cast off
      points of view
   vaporous rise
i find fizzled reasons
rose-overlaid fictions

At the Tomb of Agamemnon.

"Onstage, members of a full symphony orchestra supporting Mi’kmaw soprano Emma Pennell prepare to perform the piece You Can Die Properly Now – a komqwejwi’kasikl poem written by Mi’kmaw poet, artist and educator Dr. Michelle Sylliboy to honour the children who did not make it home from residential school." —Mackenzie Pardy via

I caught a butterfly.

( via / oil painting by me )

"If the underlying assumption behind the oppositional aesthetics is 'the world is broken and that’s not good,' then the underlying assumption of the floating world is 'the question of the world’s rottenness is not an interesting one; it may very well be rotten but we don’t see why we should care'."

"Joyce used to read me Finnegan's Wake [sic]. I'm in it but I don't know exactly where, and I'll be damned if I'll go and look for it." —Djuna Barnes

Dusk Triolet.

iced inkhorn roisterer
into further earthstede
      your shew-stone
   fin'lly shatters
myst'ries left · luminous clear
for the feckless seeker

(for John Crowley)

Burrowing years' yardstick.

Friday, August 07, 2026

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North American Cardinal, Heard in the Attica Zoo, Greece.

"blue lamp in the witch house"

tentative touchdown · mandolin intro
Mulciber eerie · riddle of the bluefin

minor character · in some murder tale
conceited & sad · on the putting green

shrunken knurl · wishkebab
thrown at random · with no cars parting

the old castle crumbles · at broad noon
we touch wonderingly · on the way elsewhere

in my sleep vision · i beheld ending
that tangerine monster · who eclipses Godzilla

& such joy spilled · that at once i woke
in a curdling world · that calls itself future

"And that is what the difference consists in."

"The 1878 El Niño caused widespread crop failures, floods and epidemics on a global scale. In parts of the planet, crops were scorched by intense drought. In other zones, the rain hit with such a ferocity that entire regions were washed away.

Weather upheaval caused the death of 50 million people around the world. This represented as much as three to four percent of the global population.

Follow-up weather chaos between 1896 and 1900 caused mass famines and widespread outbreaks of cholera, plague, and malaria. As many as 30 million died.

Mike Davis, in his book Late Victorian Holocausts: El Niño, Famine and the Making of the Third World, writes that these events were so catastrophic that they broke apart many social/political systems and left large parts of the world susceptible to the rise of gunboat diplomacy and the emergence of what became known as the Third World." —Charlie Angus via

"The deeper they conceal him—the more remote the cell, the smaller the cell, the colder and stonier the walls of the cell—the more vivid and living is the writer."

( via / via )

"All the efforts of the Ottoman state to ban coffee and coffeehouses ultimately were to no avail."

"...if a Glasgow were a unit of measurement, it would be the shortest distance between a swagger and a stretcher." —Joseph S Furey via

Aftervisions.

"monkey gone to purgatory"

doc intersection
sick Fillmorlocks sortie
mugglemelt August
mazesong is ray's cavern

calendar watch kitschbleed
occult gold filter
marrowbright bear trap
intrusive thoughts goosestep

sworn carnal sweven
chanceweb along jangles
jungled-up orc trail
atmospheric Flatiron

fallout feast crystal
festination seiche slobber
wake woozy tarn edge
werifester cistern

scoriac rue, briarcrown
risk attends lost hatchet
post into verstveldt
involves tragic hedgekeep

bed vigil budging
burly gulls dive earwax
my origami
mirthlessly rides sidecar

Gloomy Sunday.

( via/ via )

I have a farm in Africa.

"on trading a pajama top for a dress shirt of the same color"

dark labyrinth of using
yegg cornered by feghoots
pistachio shell, stalag
trail, stirious freon
secret rain before sunrise

"At the banquet, another notable figure was present: the novelist Thomas Mann, who took the seat beside Disney and brought to his attention the book about a young deer named Bambi."

What i don’t like about religion is how religion makes people act.

Early Sex.

Tuesday, August 04, 2026

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Re-enactment.

"We submit ourselves to fantastic degradations of image and sound consumption in order to anaesthetise the pain resulting from having lost reality." —Ivan Illich via

Michel Ocelot & "Earth Intruders".

"ergotism of the administrators"

pomp of hurled paragraphs
a poor show quarrelling
what we wish to seem is finished
in the wild druid grove
libraries burning like beaconlights
in a time of vast eclipse
the stout mind with a merle's shrug
mutates lately

Zine revival in England.

( via / via )

"If you want to look at who was challenging gender, look to the battlegrounds not the amphitheater."

      "we chose unwisely"

pinkgold rattle, respite
      glowing eyes
roost in the teal wheelchair
   gallery whirr
come again with cairnthwart
      payphone wire
coiled & broken off token

Beds are Burning.

"The monster that best captures the current nature of human-machine hybrids is the wraith, a creature that isn’t impeded by barriers and that serves as an uncanny double of real people."
—Meghan O'Gieblyn via

In That Cellar.

Monday, August 03, 2026

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Evidence.

"ardent dero, rodent dear"

Sitzfleisch ullage, zealwise
berserk the wheeled keelhaul
inchmeal sunrise satchel

The Power of the Powerless.

"There is a wisdom that is woe; but there is a woe that is madness." —@mobydickatsea.bsky.social

Wild Bull and Raven Are Friends.

( via / via )

Nobody is that dumb.

"Just when the gods had ceased to be, and the Christ had not yet come, there was a unique moment in history, between Cicero and Marcus Aurelius, when man stood alone." —Flaubert via

On the Russian Persecution of the Jews.

      "setter of tasks"

poltroon wanting nothing more
than follow what he's done before
      mothlamp smear
   wooden remorse
the Joker's phiz · plastered storeys tall

fixture of gilt furltide
foul scarecrow & rare pickpocket
      vap buzzing
   in burdened trees
this hour small · mothlight smirr

cannot stay, stark word
& stalled dollhouse hourglass
      lets me think
   a thorough wreck
looking through · lightning prism

parked cars all newer
on this nowl-filled stoneglebe

"By the late 18th century, it was taken for granted that Ossian was one of the chief poets of Western civilization: he was the favorite poet of Napoleon, admired by Diderot and Goethe, and Thomas Jefferson called him 'the greatest poet who ever existed'."

Sunday, August 02, 2026

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"...we’ve had a nice, long period of American literary culture as the dominant literary culture of the world. It might just be time for other national literatures to become the epicentres of literary value."

      "bungee cord"

buzz not lost for boasting
      the high fire
debacle perne lockstep
   afar haggard
game of lids illumined
      trick gravel
deluscious thirst flushing
   the grue sprig turned

Good Chance of Making It.

I always wondered what happened to [Keith Roberts]. 70s scifi had some major literary figures, & by the end of the 80s had repudiated or driven most of them out. Lafferty seems to be having a comeback, maybe Keith Roberts will too.

Manymong escape.

( via / via )

Empty-handed.

Theory is making a game that is like the problem—& then thinking that to win the game is to solve the problem. Well, maybe for especially gamelike problems...

"...the survivor of the revelations came to think of some of his writing before 1974 as prophetic—not as fiction, but as nonfiction accounts of things that Saul himself did not understand."

"life of the boxcar"

Moloch frolicking
whiplash pale cerulean
the cough made of cadmium
catches hares the snares miss

eater of books axis
erstwhile knell but spellcheck
we will learn bling longhand
along with snide bridle

Natsukashii.

Tuesday, July 28, 2026

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"Why are we junking the genuine and difficult achievements of human cooperation for something that has, at best, a highly ambiguous connection to the common good?"

"Moody Latin Ides used, in Italy, doom." —Anthony Etherin

A couple of Kripkensteinian fables.

"questions that aren't questions"

a sun you could fire · stoneware with
   stands in my mind before dawn
wrong way · in the test tube
   drop a white pill
stiff & staggering · & partly fueled
   drop a few rules
suits deciding · poison's okay
   after all
i blend two coffees

Grand Opening.

( via / via )

A Fallen City.

"Perchance, when, in the course of ages, American liberty has become a fiction of the past--as it is to some extent a fiction of the present--the poets of the world will be inspired by American mythology."

—Thoreau, cited in 𝑆𝑦𝑚𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑖𝑢𝑚 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑊ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑒

The mathematician Joan Birman has, at the age of 99, solved a major open problem in representations of the Braid groups.

poppyhorse, grayfaced harpist
inhale concrete dust, tailspin
worthy, teeth-turnlane
tulipmaniac trainwreck

poppyhorse, punk rehearsal
in pale cerulean hailstones

Transit of Wonder.

Saturday, July 25, 2026

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Civilianized Gray Zone.

"the hall of the mountain king"

weekday-unmoored · software glitching
begin the day · one ear stopped up

regime medicinal · injury-avoidant
saving scraps · & losing what you save

never reach · an end to riddles
to the scroll add · inchmeal amscray

The horrors persist but so do i.

"while ponderous planets of unwaning woe revolve round me, deep down and deep inland there I still bathe me in eternal mildness of joy" —@mobydickatsea.bsky.social

The Death of Old Kashgar.

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"Some people don’t care if their Cowichan sweater was made by a machine or a little old Native woman clicking her knitting needles. Other people care."

"White House Dungeon Synth"

cruel supernal candy
costs-ev'rything treethirl
thirsty Nosferatu
whose nuzzle grants answers
unending crave eventide

"She was subsequently encouraged to join a feminist book club by a group of academics. 'I learned, and I’ve continued to learn,' she says. They’re still meeting every month now; Barfoot says her members are among 'the people who will come to my funeral'."

"The fact that we call smartphones phones is such a mass linguistic spell. It’s like calling the nuclear bomb a microwave because it can warm up a burrito" —@somethingishappening

"It’s far from the most important way our lives have gotten worse, but it might be the most pointless – which makes it useful for understanding so much else about a moment in history defined by breathtaking self-sabotage."

( me / via )

Instantly touches the spot.

I’ll never be a great photographer because for me everything looks equally good through a viewfinder.

8 Literary Horror Books That I Love.

"sleeping almost to five"

desk corner free, frisking
for the mortal lulz
dark out & no Oort surplus

articles drop, swapped out
in a room drawn random
chub drifts & choppy rafters

inches away from saying
desk corner casketry
calibrates burnt malice

"Alto saxophonist John Handy, who was on the stand, said Mingus dropped without warning into 'a very slow, mournful blues in C minor.' By the end of the set the core of the song existed."

Wednesday, July 22, 2026

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Listening to the Billionaire.

      "Jimothy"

Zoom ringing rhymeless
aroma plunged dungeon
      of Lockdown
   show the doctor
miserably boxed · in the windowshuttered

brushing chimes to chastise
chains invisible tisma
      —the lurgy
   out there looming—
still though a shot · is half shelter

Zoom ringing rhymeless
rune perilous Fillmore

Read a New Poem Alone in Gaza.

"During the Cultural Revolution in China, rival Red Guards units would attack each other with clubs and guns, both sides screaming 'Long live Chairman Mao!' In the West, we do things differently. Here, we have politically motivated firefights between two non-white people, both of them devoted to Adolf Hitler." —Sam Kriss via

"Having only been able to make it 60 pages in: I do not believe that Strieber believes his own story—even as a good lie." (Which makes me wonder if Roxy's claim to have also been at that famous mass shooting...was plagiarized from Streiber?? That's a kind of joke on all of us for even listening to him.)