Saturday, January 17, 2026

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The Answer to Lord Chandos.

carrying words · in the wopwop dark
   not to be chosen, but fall
flobolubbu scop · shipping container
   on a tossed pirate sea
   puffs in a blue sky
were there some simple story · to stay chaos
   trembling on the brink
like our coming here · through liquid will
   on a tossed pirate sea
   puffs in a blue sky
say they grew tired of grasping · the gold ring
   click of the punchclock
wanted what was owed · all of it now
   on a tossed pirate sea
   puffs in a blue sky
wanted to be part of something · even if it was evil
   the loud voice pummels
the mass of shoulders still · shadowless pain
   on a tossed pirate sea
   puffs in a blue sky
& to turn into learning · this last shudder
   at the end of ev'ry fork
with red eyes of wonder · hands to wring a neck
   on a tossed pirate sea
   puffs in a blue sky

The way that many of the survivors of the Asharshylyk have been showing up for the survivors of the Holodomor(s) has been very powerful and truly inspiring.

"...Il Tartaro m'avanza; e il prode ingegno
Han le tenaria Diva,
E l'atra notte, e la silente riva."

—Giacomo Leopardi, Canti

('only Tartarus remains,/ and the Tenarian goddess and black night/ and the still shore own the valiant mind.' trJ Galassi, 2010)

"What we want is literature that moves, seized at the very moment it still seems to be moving, just as we prefer a sketch by Corot or Delacroix to their finished paintings."

( via via feuilleton / via )

We are Klingon.

"He [Stephen Miller] needs to go, and frankly at this point, I don't care how. He is the dark, potent poison that is whispering in the ear of an old, angry, vindictive man with great success. Think Wormtongue in Lord of the Rings." —@rowanresists.bskysocial

10 great Lynchian films. (via feuilleton)

"Self-portrait

A lens of crystal whose transparence calms
Queer stars to clarity, and disentangles
Fox-fires to form austere refracted angles;
A texture polished on the horny palms
Of vast equivocal creatures, beast or human:
A flint, a substance finer-grained than snow,
Graved with the Graces in intaglio
To set sarcastic sigil on the woman.

This for the mind, and for the little rest
A hollow scooped to blackness in the breast,
The simulacrum of a cloud, a feather:
Instead of stone, instead of sculptured strength,
This soul, this vanity, blown hither and thither
By trivial breath, over the whole world's length."

—Elinor Wylie

Female Opossum with Baby.

( via / via )

Believing she had no imagination or aptitude for art, she was initially reluctant to attend the art therapy studio.

1.
faraway newfangled
savage overseers
we fare still
in our grooves of agreement

disparage the spectacle

2.
heart's-labyrinth, hiking
linear harg bargains
the thick witted wombat
skirling war from boredom
sees shadwless shrapnel
bulwark shrieks at poolside

3.
ev'ry bully is a coward
ev'ry bully is a coward
ev'ry bully is a coward
with a weapon in his hand
ev'ry bully is a coward
ev'ry bully is a coward
ev'ry bully is a coward
with a weapon in his hand

4.
   faucets drip tonight—
& i think about the cars
   of the disappeared
pulled over, doors wide, left strewn
across Minneapolis

5.
   Wormtongue says, "Now we're
finally getting somewhere"
   & the black glass planes
lift off with shackled cargo—
he croons the gleeful numbers

Stereoscope thread.

"On the bus ride from Bologna to Florence, several women blocked the road forcing our bus to a halt, crying out my name. Gregory [Corso] and I disembarked. Some of the women kissed the hem of my black dress. I was horrified as they wrung their hands and cried out to me in Italian. What do they want? I called out in desperation. Gregory spoke fluent Italian and translated for me. They want you to free their husbands, all political prisoners, he said. They believe you have the power to do that." —Bread of Angels

Wallpaper group.

Friday, January 16, 2026

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The Power of Bearing Witness.

"I don’t think people quite understand that the occupation by ICE in the Twin Cities has more or less erased non-white people from public life. They cannot safely exist in any space accessible to the public and moving between private places leaves folks vulnerable to kidnapping by armed masked goons." —@normcharlatan.bsky.social

"I’m an antifascist because fascism stands in direct opposition to that project and vision—and by extension I’m an anti-capitalist, because the structural and necessary shortcomings of capitalism are the fertile grounds of white grievance and resentment, the poisoned soil from which fascist movements, such as today’s MAGA, cyclically re-emerge."

bilk arrack-d'bibu
with a bold thwart grown portal
flapdragon unfailing

there are men remembered
for a single chessmove

"To put it another way, the vast majority of men are only willing to engage in public violence if they feel like the people around them will approve of — and reward them for — that violence."

( via / via )

Wheel meditation.

   the glow builds
it's a long glide
   switch stations
stare at taillights
   gold atop
the same towers
   calling forth
the careful choice
   density
of derne nestings

Sea Fever.

"This is your reminder that Hungarian-Jewish scientist George de Hevesy dissolved two Nobel Prizes in aqua regia to keep them out of the hands of the Nazis.

He then left the dissolved solution on his shelf and fled to Sweden.

(After the war he un-dissolved the gold and the prizes were re-cast.)" via

State of the World.

( via / via )

Between Philology and Desire.

"This land like a mirror turns you inward
And you become a forest in a furtive lake;
The dark pines of your mind reach downward,
You dream in the green of your time,
Your memory is a row of sinking pines."

Gwendolyn MacEwan/The Dark Pines via

Obsession.

Gameshow doors shelterless
The village scaffold vehement
Shark voucher
I emerge minding less

Red blue shimmer blurb
Marl blisters
Driverless cars carry
Into smoke veils & smash

Cairn smiling

Triolet.

Thursday, January 15, 2026

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Some notes on Finnegans Wake.

   Lyonesse in mist
appears as place i could go
   but never for long

never for the day to day
of the one who must write it

Detective Agency book nook.

"In one of my unpublished pieces of fiction, I coined the portmanteau 'apologloat.'

It's when someone wants to apologize for screwing you over, but also gloat about it.

I gotta find a way to work this into one of my actually published stories." &mdash:@charliejane.bsky.social

1999 Godspeed.

( via / via )

Troy.

"More and more of the ice cream was melting. It dripped down on Toad’s jacket. It splattered on his pants and on his feet.

'Where is the path?' cried Toad. 'I cannot see!' " —@frogandtoadbot.bsky.social

Plasma from the back of the sun.

   sudden boiling up
of spilled trash on commute trail
   just as sudden gone

in this grim winter sunshine:
not to be told what it means

The Hiding Place.

( via/ via )

Swans 🦢 in the Mist.

"barbwirechurchical"

void where truth · telling goes
   yawning eclipse
flickering droplets · flail at the speed
   of a glassfront projectile
plowed-up boulevards · banked fires
   anecdotes at lunch break
these, too, will wink out · wearying comet

have heaped up · a horrible thing
   of scribbled-on pages
thought my work done · threnody shortly
   walked into the blades
of a bitter wind · of noontide
   never to be sheered
& it begins anew · the good speaking

A triumvirate eight days from alaylesse flint matches, Dallas scorned.

"A room full of storytellers, and so many of them suddenly finding common cause in silence." —One Day, Everyone Will Have Always Been Against This

Why Minnesotans Fear ICE.

( me / via )

Retirement.

"No, there is no terrible thing coming for you in some distant future, but know that a terrible thing is happening to you now. You are being asked to kill off a part of you that would otherwise scream in opposition to injustice." —One Day, Everyone Will Have Always Been Against This

ICE is not the Gestapo, but slave patrols.

avow viral heirloom
ver'similitude strudel
blinding golden gewgaw
guanoislandblues loser

full of doors & far wheels
fenestrationist isthmus
avow what the whirl tells
whitesepulchralpreen venal

The Hospital Hour.

Wednesday, January 14, 2026

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6 Small Press Editors Explain Why the Hottest New Thing in Lit Is Out-of-Print Books.

"Mar-a-Lago Face"

outside the pale, horsemen
haggardly slouch t'ward tide's-reach
d'bibu noir, ball gown:
beautiful rags, looted

outside only turmoil
failure to tell stories
the gun, ever eager
inside voice & cloy-song

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d'bibu: (D'ksuban) 'to look away, avert one's eyes'

Godzilla vs ICE.

"...the privilege of describing a thing vaguely, incompletely, dishonestly, is inseparable from the privilege of looking away." —One Day, Everyone Will Have Always Been Against This

Secret ICE programs revealed.

( via / me )

Everything fits perfectly.

"Some are afforded the privilege of an arrival story, a homecoming. Others, only departure after departure." —One Day, Everyone Will Have Always Been Against This

During the northern lights, a large meteor burns up.

too much lack of lapses
lasts burrowing hoedown
a spiel turned to tingle
tale targeted pitbull
& we who are hard up
hold infinite syntax

the sky tells me scant clues
scoured passagewise bridgework
the war ev'rywhere wangled
wends delicate stick-shift
mutiny's wage moffled
'midst century purblind

it goes gilver smoke-screen
goes limberest purloin
goes with monsters mostly
munch urbanist infall
soon someone will wander
sink blasphemous numbskull

"They realize, and it's hard to believe this, but please listen: they are in a position of weakness, they are performing brutality, they are performing strength, they are performing dominance, because they don't have it."

( via / via )

Whiter Shade of Pale.

   where turn in
across train tracks
   lends parking

it's paved sizzle
   it's grid left
for a campground

   the sharks pass
guess i shook them
   with circling

& the break sound
   now recedes
from hearer realm

A Maiden.

"Iran is an Islamic theocracy because of the US. Iran had a democratic government which the US and UK overthrew to install a brutal pro western dictatorship for oil. The 79 revolution was a direct consequence of this. People pretend the government is anti-US for no reason"
—@marcushjohnson.bsky.social

Hungarian Rhapsody No 2.

( via / me )

"The ways in which we continue to care for each other and fight for each other are part of a much longer tradition of survival."

"If America wants to control the world that's fine as long as everyone on Earth is able to vote for who gets to be President of the United States" —@redactedtext.bsky.social

The Colossus of Ylourgne.

desp'rate sunlights dabble
as the hulks delve Melville
whirling of ropes raptor
scuttles rude Buddha
my path made of missteps
inquest amok buckles
the same face or foreign
dark festering westward
whirligig town tendered
for horntoads & doornails
fathoms of false answers
to drown funny Dunwich

"...she influenced the work of her companion, the artist Klimt and featured in his work."

Tuesday, January 13, 2026

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Sign for tonight's vigil.

"Crown of Tholins"

blurred crescent acquittal
crazymaking time rhyming
the slope slog back daunting
slalom among flung zombies
sky appeal long painted
papered over wall mauling
the capitol carrion
accumulates much prateship
still we are aimed ergot
irrespective knife lectures
pale cerulean reivings
& the rude work of lurkers
blurred crescent acquiring
crisp functions with last pastimes
power to find fumestains
faily clear depict heroes
wistful the stool workers
where wars leave a grieve-echo
days like drizzle wisping
delicate thrills in old buildings
up this slope armies
imbricate state-run networks
the blurred crescent blasts out
blasphemous song wrong number
somewhere else they're standing
stark stage of the rage vector
we melt into mallshreds
amerce what is soon strewn there
amidst rumored rampikes
roar of despair turned feral
tab of watcher taken
midtask as the urge burgeons
crescent nothing needfire
narrowing whirl thirls fasten

A Solar Eruption from SDO.

"It is a hallmark of failing societies, I've learned, this requirement that one always be in possession of a valid reason to exist." —One Day, Everyone Will Have Always Been Against This

"I feel all my inklings and apprehensions draw together into a concise and emblematic narrative." (via @alinaetc.bsky.social)

Monday, January 12, 2026

( via/ me )

A Birthday Letter from Tokyo.

"Soon does one learn the bitter lesson that humanity is never content just to differ from you and let it go at that. Never." —@msjeanrhys.bsky.social

Essential viewing!

moving forward (feint)
in grimly grasped shelters
fairly groaning
as you navigate nescience

who can conjure
a new call
all the old ones falter
echo in lost light

Autistic Barbie.

( via / oil painting by me )

My mother dreams of whiteness.

the news blossoms bleary
on my blown-out eyes of stone
statue of Leo Strauss
staring like jazz mazard quelled
& i ask the offspring
of the only lost released
how can i still hold you
happenstance or trap of plot

The Ancient Engineer.

"But soon we'll bonfire all his trash, tricks and trumpery" —Finnegans Wake

The Vulgar Image.

( via / via )

Jungleland.

"There are, for instance, many different Sanskrit words for different types of jasmine, each of which has its own cultural and literary connotations." —Virginia Moul via

"We must stop trying to make rational sense out of what Trump is doing."

"MERGING (Anagrammed Lines)

More winter seedlings —
more needless writing;
entire worlds seeming
to merge in wilderness...."

—@anthonyetherin.bsky.social

"In Seattle, Jim produces plutonium in quantities practical only for conceptual art."

( via / via )

Bridge of Sighs.

"Imbolccirque"

cherry blossoms blindfold
unblest dim preamble
our wheels whirring madly
the whorl shebang bungled
amber where pins pummel
with past-due impostures
darkness ahead haggard
as heistglitter teeters

Godzilla vs Mechagodzilla.

" 'I don’t dare to know,' said Joanna. 'I shut my eyes to the truth. It does seem that we are eating our cake and having it. And I should have thought we were, if it was not known to be impossible.
'It is, unless someone supplies another cake.' " —@ivycomptonburnett.bsky.social

"Maybe yes and maybe no."

( via / me )

Last night’s flare.

"stepped outside for a vibe check and saw a beast fuckin hauling ass towards Bethlehem"
—@joshscherr.bsky.social

"A poetry profoundly involved with its age, scrupulously mindful of particulars, discreet if not downright self-effacing in regard to the personal self, and charged with an innate faith in the power of language as a vehicle of revaluations."

"bold ruler"

saber dance consenting
serial nudge trudge onward
didn't get shit shelter
as the shapebreak words hurtled
green arrow earmark
ire without aim, wild biledark
& saber dance fang-dribbled

Baltimore.

Sunday, January 11, 2026

( via / me )

"What's the achievement?"

shadow landmarks lured
Lisbon earthquake jazz
these days dense enough
with dark bodings braid
oranges sadden still
into spycraft rake—
the one left, the weave
walg abandoned signed

See you at Nuremberg.

“They’ve killed the world for the sake of giving everyone the same backstory”

—Tongo Eisen-Martin via @sjcerv.bsky.social

Decipherable Road.

( PH-152 (1961) / via )

Renee Nicole Good Is Murdered. (via @callmevrana.bsky.social)

"Delusional pity: I can imagine even the sufferings of the mineral." —E Cioran (tr Philip Traylen) via

The Ghost of Jane Harrison.

the rogue drizzle draining
from near & drouth pathways
passes for tears—timesheet:
exactly told childhood

elsewhere ferries (footloose
bristling) afford hardbacks,
cinders that eat surgery
all assail in ragtime

Drag Queen Party.

( me / via )

Ignorant and unfit.

"Pyriphlegethon"

Twinkle-giant tranche · the trees bring,
echoed in empire, · age—one wearies
of descrying these · scriptural saws—
next, say something · concerning verdoy
as befits fixer · of foul sentences.
Light of October, · touching inly.

Really it's only · individuals
whom dire Duration · divvies into splinters.
Limned this moment · motion of a branch
a sparrow sped · leaves quivering.
No before or after · nothing but flicker.
Light of October, · touching inly.

Each woe a world, · this wisp standing;
tremor in my hand, · the hard viewing
of noxious news · the neck broken
again & again · of the crown achieved,
all of this forever · in fiery blossom:
Light of October, · touching inly.

Affairs in order.

"She saved up her pocket money to buy a copy of Virgil’s Aeneid, which her friend Percival helped her to understand, but when she got hold of a Greek grammar book that was taking things too far. ‘I do not see how Greek grammar is to help little Jane to keep house when she has a home of her own’ her stepmother told her father." —Ann Kennedy Smith via

I Think It Rains.

( via / Welcome the Unknown according to google image search but actually me )

Rocket Launcher.

"If you're a young person you have no idea how long we've all been listening to Small Government and Liberty stuff from the right. Nobody at all believed any of it lol" —@internethippo.bsky.social

Truckin'.

billionaires in the clouds
fishing for peasants

with unbaited hooks

Aurora Over Norway.