( me / via )

Sonagi.

Random # 294 = 600 in base-7; 6 + 0 + 0 = 6 lines

1.
Stone age Space
Jam · austere covers

quirky bleeps
video
games might have once emitted

language of the dead

2.
vivid voyages · dimly remembered
named new lands · enumerated stops
i am rich in rosters · resting in loss
  of all that came before

3.
dirgewrixle · & autumncreep
stately-sinister · the wrong time
  made a sort of game
we are all in · on the august falling
dull scissors · dusty CDs
we are here massacred · on the cliffs again
the clockface eclipsed · by mechanical figures

4.
Ottoman shadows · on the Saragossa
Opening played · in the rich Nineties
i could imagine much · a tribe trued
to their arch exile · & a pleated plan
their bard might burnish · in golden dusk
  pencil'd-in Adagio

Stockholm under the snow.

"THE CHRYSALIS (Anagrammed Lines)

A shy echo splinters
those shiny parcels.
The chrysalis opens
physical otherness."

--@Anthony_Etherin

Cathedral.

( via / via )

Car & condo fun.

“cicada chorus
the whirl of dead leaves
a seagull’s cry”

–@poem_exe

Europe but if Europe colonized it. (via @harikunzru)

Random # 102 = 204 in base-7; 2 + 0 + 4 = 6 lines

bitter pearl
tapping at my pane
making sleep
its own ghost
tideghost is to ventilate
air with solid shame

Some interestingly dense sonnets.

( via / me )

Hay una Mujer Desparecida.

"Word of the Day: FESSITUDE (n.) tiredness, exhaustion" --@haggardhawks

The Sun.

Random # 187 = 355 in base-7; 3 + 5 + 5 = 13 lines

sickle moon
& the grouper knows
the grouper
knows where they
are · hiding & dying the
grouper knows where they

glow of shoppingcenter lights in antelucan
   cloudcover heraldry commute
   color between colors · making
a bridge between the things that are & things that aren't

   & the grouper knows
the grouper knows where they are

   antelucan lights

Batak Pustaha spell book from Sumatra.

( via / via )

Hi-Fi Zither.

"If I had a 'familiar' it would resemble less a nervous exotic animal than a chipped enamel sink. You would not find it on my shoulder but in its natural environment at the bottom of a derelict canal in the industrial Midlands. Our connection would be the source of my special powers, which would neither mimic nor metaphorise its qualities but be unmistakably sink-related. I would feel no emotion towards it even when events caused us to be separated and tortured. A sink can feel nothing. That is one of the baseline or default qualities of a sink. But wherever I went, I would know that out there, bedded in the mud beneath the slow black water, never more than a mile or two from my present location, its energies focussed, site-specific and calm, there my sink would be" --M John Harrison, Wish I Was Here (2023)

"Besides revealing the first glider, the R revealed how to make the first gun, but this was ignored at the time."

1.
thought-lethargic · in the threat landscape
fizz furnace · i affirm numbly
each mazeturn moment · a mere flourish
in Indra's plaintext · microplastics

the truth teller · at knifepoint
recants

2.
crag zenith
cool · watcher of elves
a cawing
from behind
the mystery of the starter
dusty car windows

3.
pinkgold wires cross black
soundless click of micro-steps
don't know buttoning

"O rigorous mathematics..."

( via / me )

Avala Tower.

"An audience is a crowd that gathers to listen. A vidience is a crowd that gathers to watch. A tangience is a crowd that gathers to touch. A gustience is a crowd that gathers to taste. An amorience is a crowd that gathers to love" --@ctrlcreep

Ixcuhintli Dog with Me.

feared shortfall
bemused blogging dream
car won't start
ink runs out
this morning's light no other
& the news repeats

Suite Bergamasque.

( via / via )

Ludic Capitalism.

"But sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof; so keep looking--keep looking--for anybody named Whisperwell Jenkins may well have hidden your sleepwalking-filched stuff in a weird place." --@HarrySKeeler

The Nest.

1.
spongy
lawn echoing
sphagnum sup on a lamp
mystic signs for me to fetch through
vigils

2.
vigils dim
Ogpu pilloried
slate askew
odorous
light ampule wobble aggry
spurious curseword

3.
legacy dawn dugout
dappled tumble capture
monoprint once preening
problematized wise guy

imperfections ample
austere eye on clearance
the browse brim horizon
broods among swart hungers

nosebleed seat this season
sizzlebane & chirr waning
no windshield block blanches
bloody rags run cudgelled

bystander staunch henchman
to stuff you'd busk roughly
folio-proof fiefdom
affordance turned mortal

4.
dreamwork swerving swamp gas
swullocking ice dicebox
after paper · piffle
appalls one who bundles
zero & its zindiqs
shazam nightly plighted

Puggle.

( via / ai-dream on tumblr )

I Came to the City.

"...at exactly the time when it has become clear that global warming is in every sense a collective predicament, humanity finds itself in the thrall of a dominant culture in which the idea of the collective has been exiled from politics, economics, and literature alike." --The Great Derangement

The Gathering.

those also
died in the mushroom
become part
of a famed
duo · we will never call
war crime · genocide

Road to Home.

( via / via )

The Big Cube (1969). ☆☆

shadows burned
into white stone walls
for staying
all the years
silos on the prairie clutch
their dragon treasure

Winter in America.

"Nearly as vacant were the sidewalks, haunted only by the occasional set of uniforms shed by deserters. In some cases, the gear was in such a neat little heap, with helmet on top of blouse and boots beneath trousers, that a ray gun appeared to have vaporized the owner. In a city where nothing went to waste, no one touched these uniforms." --Viet Thanh Nguyen, The Sympathizer (2015)

Ship to Wreck.

( via / me )

In the Court of the Crimson King.

Chicxulub alarm
Calm cerulean smile
Bring the rainbow snarl
   Another time
Maybe we can furl the gleam

Love’s the luck that counts
War a crime that pays
Chicxulub allows
   These blue complaints
Spattered on the burning air

Oracle of dust & firestorm
Chicxulub alarm

"The underworld listens to us through blades of grass."

dry garden
on my eyeball world
love that whirls
at sunset
polished umber floors suspend
bread crusts in mid-chew

Love My Way.

( via / via )

New Gristle.

carnival
only in smashing
there is so
much to smash
the light of day scintillates
with a thousand stars

A Poet of the Thirteenth Century.

Things that do not change: shit beer & child abuse.

Kwangali. ( Or rather.)

( via / via )

Guitar parrot.

"Whoever wanted a perfectly receptive climate for what they write?" --@mjohnharrison at mstdn

"Meanwhile, as people are battling counterfeit banditti of their own creation, the Cynic sees the real thieves slipping out the back door with all the real valuables."

stealing from
all the sick people
industry
made of elves
days it looks like it could rain
& it never does

Eressominus.

( via / via )

Sloane remembered.

"THE PIANO (Palindrome)

Emit, rose idol!
Emote!

Vigil, lay a persona….

I play old, loyal pianos;
repay all I give to melodies or time."

--@Anthony_Etherin

Triolet.

lungwort lurk
angrily ignore
swirl forest
dry stencil
along rutted brooks skelping
fare infirm eggcup

Blue Part Four.

( via / via )

For Apollo 11.

"If charnel houses and our graves must send
Those that we bury back, our monuments
Shall be the maws of kites."

--Macbeth III.4

Pump.

estranged use
stilb brine patterning
entire egg
feather edge
fusing ashes sericon
tsantsa stilb filling

Blowin' in the Wind.

( @archaeohistories@ohai.social via @taoish on mstdn / via )

Lost in the Ocean of Illusions of the Existence.

the bluebird
that the night harbors
has been here
a visit
phantom made of genuine things
& i woke coughing

Jupiter and Ten Moons.

the gift regained · gilvering dotshrink
morningshade's missing · munch of sweet
comprised of promises · prorogued the decade long
& lives never lived · i so align ghostward

a shallow cough · from a deep core
teach me to take · in the time i really have
this road i roll · maze-riddled

& shadow striped

"Some people associate it with clarity, which is hilarious if you actually read analytic philosophy."

( me / via )

Lingering in Happiness.

the word 'jobs'
written in letters
of bright blood;
'policy'
written in screams of dying:
so tired of these words

In Defense of the Latent Space.

"Schürmann calls philosophers 'the professionals of legitimation' (negative connotation)" --@albernaj

"It is the same bombing..."

( via / via )

The Reading Experiment.

slotted light
bug voices waning
my new book
out there flung
like a piece of the broken
house after bombing

Rug from Lahore.

"We have no ceremonies, only private dirges, and no conclusions, only violent sensations, each separate." --The Waves

Emotional Hell.

( Chicago from Melanie's trip / via )

Concrete murals in Slovakia.

for the time
it takes to utter
what you thought
it seems right
& worthy of engraving
on books, tombs, billboards

"I tried to ask the black resourceful ants."

"The bird flies; the flower dances; but I hear always the sullen thud of the waves; and the chained beast stamps on the beach. It stamps and stamps." --The Waves

Callanish 2 Stone Circle, Isle of Lewis.

( via / via )

"Hospitality is the only antidote..."

worse faster
which is expected
behavior
of most slides
due to the nature of fall
& of cursed bodies

Winning the mushroom trivia contest in Italy is a more sensible career path than attempting to make art for a living.

"How shall we sing?—By waters that are strange,
In days of harrowing change
From that sweet witchery of the season’s prime
To this distempered time?—"

— Arthur L. Salmon (via @isidro_li)

Season finale. (via @mjohnharrison)

( via / me )

Carnival.

"Perhaps it would have been wiser to stress the origins of my problems and to lament the wicked deeds of my own transgression, for I am an ignorant little fellow; I don't know the dwelling of the Muse; nor am I able to produce measured verses with skill." --Ermoldus Nigellus

Caída.

ghost paper
or the internet
we are ghosts
ourselves our
sky burial long outwears
pyramids & words

La ragazza con la pistola (1968). ☆☆☆

( via / via )

Moon, sea & fishbowl.

"The proportion of the US commentariat that continues to actively advocate for a genocide under the guise of supposed liberal reasonableness, balance, and centrism is appalling and revelatory of its total ethical and intellectual vacuity." --@_Eric_Reinhart (via @ZeeshanJaanam)

Remove. (via @vorfrreude)

bulldozer
ran over the car--
three hundred
thirty five
bullets--and the ambulance
was targeted next

via (bonnie & clyde only got 167 )

Prague rooftops.