"Journey to Nomen Tuum"
break ground hog wild fire
break down wind up side car jack
strap on ramp up town
house proud flesh pot latch key word
play pen name plate glass pack ice
Thursday, November 05, 2009
"A Wilderness of Herbs"
There is a way of seeing this
not with em'rald otchkies
but with eyes of insight
modelling where change touches
and things that are, are only
shimmer a moment standing;
and things that are to be
already move among us.
Searching for "collectible cassettes"...
Roger Rasbach.
Warming forces Iditarod changes. (via Metafilter)
Destroy the rituals, and the hunger of the people is infinite.
Bat Bomb.
Ah, this time-honored, quadrennial Clown Combat. Necessary? No. Lamentable? Certainly. Eradicable? Not, at any rate, by the likes of Combat Clowns.
"Loss is nothing else but change, and change is Nature's delight." --Marcus Aurelius
"Laughter Yoga"
girl hearing voices
takes me back
filigree lanes
sugar, sugar
house of three rings
don't get me started
"Uniquely among Native Americans, Indians on this coast were people of leisure; with their subsistence taken care of, they dedicated themselves to the cultivated pursuit of status and wealth." --Raban
[Idea for a Post-Peak story: this being the case even moreso in the absence of our present technological society...]
"salt splay, slur and matte brink" --Reginald Shepherd
"Fujeira"
the maze illumined by
a story · about a TV show
i've never seen
and these black streets
have yielded · passage
unspooled · in a cherry tree
behind it · Shazam
the long walk past
in single file
"Milgram's Progress"
the sirens look for fall
a quart low, crust at an overpass
not yet turned to stone
a little promontory
watching the fall
advance, recede
tourist bus to Antarctica
hits a rock on the way
floating in the air
the sirens look for
autumn, one day hot
with flickering shadows quip
next day a jagged wind
how can you call this a season
standing at the pump
outlined in yellow tape
torrent or torment
in the dry garden where
spider eyes refract
mercy of calcspar
and i came here to know it only
s5ni double monkey
building on the shore
what cairns
look
the sirens are fall
"Sweep off the Persian rugs,
Shake out the buggy bugs,
Buy up the bunch of jugs,
Pull out their wooden plugs."
--Richard Griffin (via Silliman)
The Invisible Woman.
Carillons are harbingers we read · into the azure
turning sinistral unbidden, lead · into the azure
thse bright things eleven eleven stray · out of my pastime
learning other skies i see them freed · into the azure
spinning generates its own abode · we are the whirl of
tell Graywyvern fathoms further plead · into the azure
§
"Gamers and Tourists"
waterboarded hopeful
moodnust
block the ambulance
and if being Jenna Bush
absent from waking fields
difference
of opinion
double monkey chewing gum
BC hosts Houlihan backlash discussion (long).
"In Swanton's version of the Tlingit Raven cycle, a great deal of what Raven does has to be printed in Latin. In some stories, Raven creates the world." --Passage to Juneau
"How to Guard Your Heart from Evil"
Amethyst Triformis
absent from waking fields
except as hunch
and query
and dreaming of what always turns out real
i drive t'ward the line in a strange car
Patty Reed's Doll.
Dead parrot sketch in Lojban.
"Kings"
A song is stored awhile in the air
goodness of milk: a fact
felt chapel
anchovy sardine calcspar
and if my daddy says i'm fine
Fallujah the Wine Star
Hello Kitty Hell. (via Sclerotic Rings)
--And i thought my imaginary band was the only use of the phrase, "Hedgehog Coitus."
"I was courageous."
"And we do not understand that the reason for the rise of support for Islamic governments in many of these countries is because -- unlike the generals, or wealthy aristocratic ruling families -- the Islamic parties are perceived as helpers and champions of the poor."
Knitting with Dog Hair.
"Death is a wilderness in which everyone is lost for words." --Raban
"Cats Writing Poetry"
anchovy sardine
anchovy sardine whisker
anchovy sardine whisker what's that?
what?
what's that there?
anchovy sardine yawwwwwn let's
sleep
"The problem with computer graphics is that they don't have wabi." --Richard Kadrey, From Myst to Riven (1997)
"Political Junkie"
1.
the glimmer of green
through the top of a Starbucks tea
it's been a quiet week in Lojbanistan
Hedorah rising
a world lit only by brimstone
i plot to sleep
why would you have heard
the MidPark Serpent
you ask and they refuse
skin soft as meringue
look and sound presidential
2.
tough on oil pumping
gentle on cylinder walls
arterial labyrinth
plant the jasper herb
their faces are ev'rywhere
you and i are nowhere
giant letter
on the back of a pickup truck
3.
the Wine Star, audible fire
your heiress diary scalps heroic masks
Nomen Tuum, by the sea
pebbled shiny black then pebbled matte white
His Goldness IX fog
His Goldness IX stab
His Goldness IX slug
what is it i have carried
through the edge-crowded shambles?
this breath that only
swirls in one place a moment
releasing its forms
The curse of Incubus.
"No country has adopted Esperanto as an official language. Though, the ill-conceived micronation of Rose Island tried to do so. Unfortunately, the manmade platform in the Adriatic was blown up by the Italian government not long after sovereignty was declared."
"In any case, whoever ends up in the oval office will preside over one king-hell of a clusterfuck."
"...when Genghis Khan unified the Mongol tribes and burst out of Mongolia to conquer much of the world, a goodly proportion of his army was Christian." --The Jesus Sutras
"Autumn Comes
For base and noble the same end
When every ambition's won or lost.
Galloping waves urge on the endless night,
Falling dew hurries the brief dawn.
--From Song of the Underworld (Tai k'ao-li hsing) by Pao Chao (414-66)
The wind in the wu-t'ung startles the heart, a lusty man despairs;
Spinners in the fading lamplight cry chill silk.
Who will study a bamboo book still green
And forbid the grubs to bore their powdery holes?
This night's thoughts will surely stretch my guts straight:
Cold in the rain a sweet phantom comes to console the writer.
By the autumn tombs a ghost chants the poem of Pao Chao.
My angry blood for a thousand years will be emeralds under the earth!"
--Li Ho, op cit
Poshlost.
Estuary English.
Possum's forecast. (via Silliman)
It flows through a flaw in the Flew.
A trash can is full, but people keep putting trash on top that falls out of it.
Animal Rescue site needs your clicks.
Blue Christmas.
Watching the extras on a DVD. Reading reviews. Blog entries about the news. A kind of irony--distancing with spin--personalizing but also insulating. Pastiche + Empire, of course, but also: the codes of an exile. Password protected sanctuaries. Simulacra of community. Emblems, fastened to a tottering wall. Our descent into hobbitdom is nearly complete.
Tuesday, November 03, 2009
"The War"
the trains will ride on magnets · should it go the other way
our robots do the reading · should it go the other way
defeat will find us smiling · and our foes in disarray
cars will stop for walkers · should it go the other way
the songs we write will linger · on the fathoms of decay
and you and i will prosper · should it go the other way
yes you and i will prosper · as the seasons take their turn
as they were wont to follow · should it go the other way
"The conclusion is not correct that after such a victory and such a defeat the Spiritual Empire would have the entire world as its enemy. The Spiritual Empire had and has the entire world as its enemy with and without victory." --Stefan George
Dead tiger found in Oak Cliff.
the only true shrine of this city
in which so many altars stand
13-digit ISBNs
and we in the toxic whirl
keep nothing
ARPANET, R-pentamino
Benazir gone
in a cloud of mushroom
A thin brown dog
almost a fawn in the morninglight
Not always but once in a while
a small wrong sound when my car steers sharply
§
i husband the dark
even in the depth of winter
being so considerate
the stars hide
if this is swerve
if this is tribulation
steep wooded fjords
and no approachable inlet
§
blood light
and the coffee cooking
dero bored
ausserkreislich
green is the new red
Ondes Martenot thread.
"The answer is just too horrible to face, because we would all have to take responsibility for our failure as individuals and as a society." (via wood_s lot)
Sketch for a real reform. Abolish the Electoral College. Abolish political parties. Abolish campaign contributions. Let every candidate have the exact same amount of free public airtime, & no more. Start late & finish early. No pictures.