Tuesday, July 08, 2025

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Strange dreams these days.

"Period of bouncing around among so many books—by Vila-Matas, Piglia, Lisa Robertson, Calasso, Daša Drndić, Ronald Johnson—reading is no longer reading, but a compass for one’s own incapacities, a pointer for possibilities: way of jump-starting a kind of writing. An untenanted demesne for the taking." --@lattaj.bsky.social

"The black-tarred rook/ sells thunder..."

"Columbo villain"

drogulus hunt, drain-torn
drastic vale of railing
from the poop deck dipped
adornment-blaze morning
quisle the drizzle
in the gloomth glean glimthirls
—agley-turned the learning—
windowview flames, fled thieves
flummox-fissures umgang
quisle the drizzle
lizardly sizzle
fallen, lodged

on a thin ledge

Gaze at the marvels of Constantinople.

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