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Monkey Gone to Heaven.

"refection is Zyrtec"

   unreal city sullied
   symphony of glimflash
   enthroned the threat landscape
   through it we crumb-stumble
   faster the burst bullets
   imbue the snide sidewalk
after a strange season of sampo
   two thieves meet at midnight

Guyana Punch.

"You should be scared of big things—like mountains, mathematics and horizons—as they are all trying to eat you" --@maosboo

Damage I've Done.

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Train rides ❄️.

"the future may be a scary place, but there is nothing more scarier than the past" --@kit_valo

The Sacred Prostitute.

         "grizzled veteran of the poetry wars"

   grugprab in the greebled
   gray of a dim Imbolc
   world-labyrinth warbles
   away its long wrongness
   without us clowns' clatter
   clamor of wud bloodshed
can be heard · halfway across Earth-household
   where a wight sips coffee

Osaka.

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When the Sky was Pink.

"I like to think of Mr. Cuthbert Wright, in some headlong moment of American hustle, still having the self-control to cry, 'Time and Fluctuation wait for no man!' " --GK Chesterton

Hexagons.

"chocolate cartel"

   tangle of words wagging
   war in lieu of borefare
   veiled gods the trek gilded
   with gaunt shapes of traipsing
   cerulean skies scaled by
   a scant few ranters
all these & like slurries · i slapdash
   ruffle: elf fur

WEAVERS WINDOWS 1.

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Moments in Tokyo.

"Since Lana Del Rey is Spanish for 'the king’s wool,' we can deduce that in Old English she’d be called 'þæs cyninges wull,'or more succinctly, Cynewull." --@wylfcen

The End of the Jurisdiction of the Fools.

      "half attending to the meeting"

   tide whisperer's teaspoon
   atoll · Baron d'Holbach
   presides upon Pringle
   process · ember hospice
   in the hard knock hokum
   Hesper's gamey flameswath
welter of words · drone weather
   piehole's tide whisper

"Socially, Covid was more like a war than a plague: we all experienced greater or lesser degrees of it, but only the people on the frontline really saw it." (via @mjohnharrison)

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"I’m sorry to say this much-loved word is fake."

"CRESCENT MOON (Triolet)

Above, the crescent moon is bright
but skeletal. It wears a crown
of darkness, jewelled by distant light.
Above, the crescent moon is bright,
a sunlit sickle; lifeless night
awakened in a glowing gown:
Above, the crescent moon is bright
but, skeletal, it wears a crown."

--@Anthony_Etherin

"Think late-60s pop art furniture design, plus artwork made from slides of microscopic viruses, a bathroom with a free-standing shower and dryer, a bondage room and, of course, a Bava-esque red-lit room where Sayer conducts his ‘sessions’."

      "that San Francisco sound"

   tide whisperer wheedles
   wherever found soundings
   on old vinyl veiled by
   various crash fashions
   O halcyon dirge dulcet
   educe the most lucid
answer in this inkblot · orca of tests
   tell me it's not too late

▲⬤■.

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Ballads of Seduction, Fertility and Ritual Slaughter.

"I saw the best minds of MY generation in a tent
looking for water or diapers for kids;
I saw the best minds of MY generation destroyed by bombs;
I saw the best minds of MY generation under the rubble
of their bombed houses;
I saw the best brains of MY generation protruding from their slashed heads."

--@MosabAbuToha

No man is an island.

      "the whispering sunlight"

   ahead raging hijinks
   halcyon Fimbul-Imbolc
   shadow groundhog shindig
   ashamed of Grinch penchant
   the one narrow warren
   winding among minefields
only Cruithne's · able to follow
   & for not far then

There's no way there is a Soviet cartoon inspired by David Lynch's Eraserhead.

( via / me )

Wow somebody's reprinting Baroness Orczy? my head is spinning!

“The place in which I'll fit will not exist until I create it.”

— James Baldwin (via @PoetNotRockStar)

Wavy gravel.

      "road without milkestones"

   drizzle wolf no wiser
   wearing gris-gris season
   the new day unknowing
   nears where the wry prior
   shipwrecked · shuffle uptown
   a shinto-fried flintlock
give it your ganched · meleegoing
   grin or absorbed furrow

do you COE CON?

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"Decades ago, I knew the dinosaurs would have their revenge, but I didn't expect it would be so soon or so severe."

      "white line fadeds to guessing"

   Thurn und Taxil nexus
   stay tuned for the eight ball
   nacelle seating ullage
   sorted in cute courtrooms*
   umbrageous warp's widget
   by the wide cruel jewelhelm
judged & adjusted · i adjourn wisely
   when the jess falls sharp

"It is entirely in keeping with the perversity of Taxil's enterprise that he would take the name Vaughan from Machen's fiction."

"A gray dusty withered evening in London city has not a hopeful aspect. The closed warehouses and offices have an air of death about them, and the national dread of color has an air of mourning." --Our Mutual Friend

HM_EMPTY_CC_06.

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* or "sifted through the gift mesh" (misplaced first draft)

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"They are identifying bombing casualties even as they’re told to abandon their patients because their hospital too will be bombed."

"After the last undomesticated stretch of land is brought to heel, there will only be old records — rolls of film, computer printouts, books — of these lost immensities of nature...And the naturalist will become an orphan, a dealer in myths." ~Barry Lopez (via @EFrost_Wildwood via @ae_stallings)

Schneider Portable Television with Tulip base.

      "the flame"

   wreak the parade sickly
   rotate jobs & lobsters
   fadge solider soldier
   semi-frozen limbec
   a sphere's anxious sphinxquiz
   phosphoric tinged vortex
reports of my passing · pylon shadow
   gibberish-led leylines

Dog Days Are Over.

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Darwish translations. (book)

      "bird alights on a nodding stoplight"

   snag · an eerie snoring
   snack food a yare mood-clyte
   ragged claws a clog wears
   cloud among plain hungers
   umbrageous woe · brow-score
   abruptly worn gumption
gumshoe clueless to claim my guerdon
   drowse in the wrong drivethrough

· Electric Eye ·.

"Since ‘tide’ used to mean time, and ‘ghost’ used to mean a spirit, *tīdgāst would be an exact Old English equivalent to ‘Zeitgeist’. So it's just a historical accident that we say ‘Zeitgeist’ or ‘the spirit of the time’ instead of ‘the tide-ghost’." --@wylfcen

4000 of My Closest Friends. (via Mefi)

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Blockbuster.

   sluiced silted-up nostrils
   descending red ladder
   terrorize with ruses
   surrender dutch touchdown
   a clown ably clobbered
   in the closeup nuptial
still dark without · irksome door
   & doomsday outlier

Tierra a lo lejos.

         "The
         Flowers
dropped from a rocket,"

--A Humument

Artist['s] Impression of Gliese 667C Star System. More; & more... & Drew: "With a probability of 51%, Makarov and Berghea find that it is most likely that the spin of GJ 667Cc is locked in a 3:2 resonance with its orbit exactly like Mercury. That would give GJ 667Cc a sidereal day (i.e. the rotation period with respect to the stars) of 18.7 days. But just like Mercury, the length of the 'mean solar day' (i.e. the equivalent of the average time between successive sunrises) would be two orbital revolutions long or 56.2 days long..." My old calculations.

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🌊.

"What little's left
         in the heel of his calix
asperging the free-board
         to mingle the dead of the wake."

--The Anathemata

Crumbling waves.

   romp over-with empire
   aimless scrums & clumsy
   shrouded-godborne shrapnel
   a shrill buzzing cousin
   they captured · hedge-caging
   accuse of geas treason
O poet cribber of crumbling waves
   snow dusted on the dead lawn

Bernadette's writing prompts.

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Mutual Understanding.

      "Pigskrit"

   mountain of skulls · scone crumbs
   schooling the clenched toolmitt
   & turquoise cup topoi
   taper mirthless tapeworm
   folly to tempt vampires
   vast in stingy vengeance
circle of sojourn · burning descent
   baleful side-eye

Family 🫃💎🦖.

"It is a lonely business, waiting to be translated to another sphere." --@icomptonburnett

"Avoiding climate breakdown will require cathedral thinking. We must lay the foundation while we may not know exactly how to build the ceiling."

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"The emotions of hope and fear cannot in themselves be good."

"At least I know my tradition is among the contradictions" --Fanny Howe

Pink stripes in the trees!

   cerulean storm-stolid
   stones remember Imbolc
   dust of a wind wandered
   wipes from glass view spastic
   these aisles trellis-troubled
   truck with riddle gridlock
"Snovid" isn't the snare · snagged us then
   but the mark remains

WAKE UP 🎺🎺🎺🎺🎺🎺🎺🎺🎺🎺.

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"In Three Steps on the Ladder of Writing, which collects a series of lectures from 1990, she explores 'the strange science of writing' through three key 'moments of apprenticeship': the School of the Dead, where the writer learns to reckon with the mystery of mortality; the School of Dreams, where she learns to follow the destabilizing, defamiliarizing logics of dreams; and the School of Roots, where she learns to ground herself in rootlessness."

"Obsessed with Emily Wilson saying that for most of the Iliad, Achilles' job was beach" --@BelovedOfOizys (via @poemakontsa)

"When I leaned over to inspect a low shelf of Taschen cookbooks, the proprietary animal, a small beagle named Nutmeg, waddled over, sat on my foot and gazed at me."

   stuttering spirit passage
   apace in crisp whispers
   vigil among magics
   menacing swatch otchkies
   in search of groves savage
   assembled pinch-inchmeal
& the ice-hewn isthmus smiles
   Nixonian frith frolic

God Reasons.

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Nothing Else Matters.

   cybernundrum nabob
   pronounced null the groundswell
   you & what orm army
   arctic tickle darkness
   i have in this hostel
   hideous met sweater
conundrummed out of drogulus
   & sundry ice address

Solana genesis piece.

"Within another few years, 'writers' will survive mostly in the same way the Swiss Guard survives today: a ceremonial role as disconnected from poiesis as the pontifical armed forces are from combat, depicted on Instagram with their writing accoutrements, their cute little desks beneath bay windows that scrollers will be pre-primed to fawn over, declaring things like 'Must. Have.' in the comments." --Justin Smith-Ruiu

Flux XV.

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Waves & mist.

      "Fragestellung"

   Apophis rides roughshod
   beribboned stern kernel
   grep shifgrethor pathos
   agroof with global loofah
   Durkin's Attack dictates
   dirt bike Helicon scramble
Apophis' piffle-apocalypse clytes
   on the sky-high skull-pile

Complex landscape.

"As Robert observed, Frank had a way of 'reducing a specific and rather complex siytuation to its central irreducible Fragestellung [formulation of a question].' " --Bird & Sherwin, American Prometheus (2005)

Introduction to Shifgrethor.

( via / marcus gillespie via laura ostteen on fb )

"The series’ theme music, in which a ragtime-tinged orchestral cacophony abruptly changes to a triumphal contemporary march, was famous in its day."

"Give a writer a bare taste of success and he wants to do nothing more after that--but write more--and get more acceptances.

Till, of course, Old Man Death accepts him--in the magazine called 'The Grave'." --@HarrySKeeler 2-18-10

Red & green swirl.

   Cypress Waters wipeout
   warehoused saktra karats
   takwir yurt's heyoka
   yarrowfall dawns bronzely
   appear wire-strung pylons
   pallid raucous gawkers
this glebe glimmers in the glidepath
   safe are your louche secrets

Wet Pixels.

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"...I think the skeleton means well..."

   talionburger targum
   attack clamor hammered
   fog before dawn fenlights
   feature in like speech acts
   whereupon crow cark-thoughts
   accrue suds & ruin
break up a bristling · dog brawl
   & get torn to gobbets

"Cahokia Jazz is a tour-de-force alternate history, taking as jonbar point a less deadly variety of smallpox than the strain Europeans actually brought with them to America."

" 'But all who encounter me make the mistake of misunderstanding my nothingness. It is a vortex. ...Every dull thing you do, every cliché you utter, you come closer to me. Every lie you tell, I win. But it is in the tired lies you tell that I win most toweringly.' " --Past Master

An abandoned ship with trees growing on it.

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Oneiric Places #4.

"It is important to see that fascism is a disease, as catching as influenza; we all when tired and disillusioned have fascist moments, when belief in human nature vanishes, when we burn with anger and envy like the underdog and the sucker, when we hate the virtuous and despise the weak, when we feel as Goebbels permanently feels, that all fine sentiment is ballyhoo, that we are the dupes of our leaders, and that the masses are evil, to be resisted with the cruelty born of fear. This is the theological sin of despair, a Haw-Haw moment which quickly passes, but which fascism has made permanent, and built up into a philosophy. In every human being there is a Lear and a fool, a hero and a clown who comes on the stage and burlesques his master. He should never be censored, but neither be allowed to rule." --Cyril Connolly, in: Writers of World War II

Christmas Card.

   schooners aloft · scarfed up
   scaffolding made radar
   the redbrick haint's hardball
   still holds its own, jonesing
   Ronin of nine reindeer
   arrested mid-fiddle
on shanksmare one shuffles · into the Big Short
   dimwhizzled, void-whirled

"She wrote an entire book-length poem during and about the events and thoughts she experienced on that particular day."