road work · carbaquists
odium swirl · road grisly

skirl · act fast
bring about gallons · squib built with ash

stray isthmus road · idiom bismuth rumpus
ambush usufruct · twinkling

silk Gray · slalom cry
road · salaam

Darkn*ss in 3l Dorado.


start at dawn · crisply storying
gallop · stir

adjunct calx · twinkling
infirm ichor frisk · pilcrow aspic

spool along ryotwar psalms · it forms grimly
by wisp and against · ignobly fall

About L*arning.


crunch of cicada skins
insight
wasa wasa Istanbul

find pithy turgid
and sound gild
will know
as gall must ask

this individual i am
has

that soon
upon it ing

pariahly

up down stomp it--full
from following din
for no valid lair abscond
would always do
so if at though
than could

only solution
in your wry and tantamount ordain


On my victrola- From th* Choirgirl Hot*l

"Zero wails like a siren."

that sizzling · among high fronds
ubiquitous · day-carol
pilgrims too · as our mad dash tilts
world · into world
you go with gilligan

parasangs on, you say
no go

only way is to turn back
your clock

my clock our clock
wait

can't jump ship
in sands and sands and no thalassa at all

R. I. P. Loompanics.

Know your rights.

so many ways
of not going
obligations
cats
things i said
song of can not do
to stay
what is staying
our world of shadows holds
nothing
only this sound
of things passing and
things starting up out of
what has now flown

Sarcastic parrots.


"This we called the "Beauty Defense..." (scroll down to 7-30-01)

"Most light arms being used in these conflicts are imported..."


'THE MANTIS, once more
at the neck of the word,
into which you slipped--,

courageward
wanders the mind,
mindward
courage.'

--C*lan (tr K Washburn & M Guill*min)


On my vitrola- L*onard Coh*n: Songs from a Room


"As I sd to my
fellow americans..."

A world of Pollux.

Augustus Carp, 3sq.


"America is already the greatest Islamic nation in the world."

Litha thul warm morning
small hazard spin
dim sight writing
radio of today
playing ball
       with my round nog
morning of soon go to work
not now so hot as it will go
familiar song
buying gas with plastic



"...serious poetry is about to free itself from the grip of the market economy..." (via B*rnst*in)


"...I find that I have chosen..." (via R*ading R*vival)


On my victrola- Love, P*ac* & Po*try: British Psych*d*lic Music

Timothy C. 3ly. Plus.


Squoval.

"...for words are not symbols of things, they are symbols of meanings." --Lukacs


unsaying argosy sky
gray with curious audit
and glad abolish

which my rain of shards mimics
into traffic and whirl coil
whirl i pick up slag

say abort hibakusha
glass of tamarind


Schilling*r Syst*m.


Csontvary.

"...is music, then, melted architecture?" --Lukacs


    Light
  does  not
enter   only
  the  open
   eye.


not as afraid now
what's wrong is still wrong
mornings
and my hand finds
this light
wasn't ours prior
and it flows
around us and is lost


On my victrola- Th* Ghost and Mr Chick*n soundtrack by Vic Mizzy.


"Cryptography is the new black." --Juli* K*nn*r


Crystal Sun.

   "Shiver Theory

Go flotted turnip
& stutter the neverant pitchearth
no blown out reorderings for fake ediction
go basalt scrounge mortifier
soaked in sprite sort

folio ham is mighty yarn
a palfully selfaware bullet of bread crusts
wagering hugely on an empty veil

she was the soda we meant to tackle
matter-of-fact in a cage match

you can pretend yourself until final believing
bellying sort strung self-impaired

or be lucky enough never to believe your own story"

--Highway Rob (via Th* Ingr*di*nt)


Sullivan & Murphy's B*owulf, ktp.

"The best families of the [Ragusan] republic vowed not to marry or have children whle under foreign occupation; and by 1918, when the Austrians were at last forced out in favor of the new Yugoslavia, they had all died out." --ibid


plush · liminal cataclysm
azury lift · in war a knoll

i can pay · roads full of victims
i pass · no word from any div


"We are too fond of reckoning always by mountains." --G K Ch*st*rton


Two story books about D'Annunzio: The Lion of P*scara by G*org* Macb*th; & Tamara by L C Shain*


"There was a cowhand once who said that Shakespeare was the only poet who wrote like he'd been raised on red meat." --Louis L'Amour

"When the heart weeps because it has lost, the spirit laughs because it has found." (via Pl*p)


Two for Bob.

"There exists a three-volume history of the coffeehouses of Pest and Buda, covering four centuries, full of the oddest details." --John Lukacs, Budap*st 1900 (1988)


Our civilization...


from Cibola · cicala wind
flows to Ubar · cicala wind

dimming sun · thick liquid mirror
must drown this lamp · cicala wind

an old building burns · from my past
that lavish war · cicala wind

kudzu shorn now · a hilltop inn
t'ward downtown aims · cicala wind


"An Ottoman dictionary of 1905 defined the word 'tyrant' as an American bird." --Lords of th* Horizons

"The world's scientific community united yesterday to launch one of the strongest attacks yet on creationism, warning that the origins of life were being "concealed, denied or confused"."


Nix and Hydra.

"...hammer blows the empire sought to deflect by a variety of retreats: into diplomacy, safer territory, nostalgic fantasy, or selfishness. People moved to carve themselves out a place in an enterprise which struggled, first to maintain the status of a lofty power, then against disintegration..." --ibid


which sussuration
companions

rituals of holding on
as a land falls away

in this light
a pallid hair a black

all i am saying
now unsaid



'Do nothing which is of no use.' --Musashi

(via stomptokyo dot com)


"When pashas themselves stooped to criminality, it could not be long before criminals, in their turn, were being made pashas, and in the provinces by the end of the eighteenth century it was often unclear who was the bandit and who the governor, so complex and negotiable had Ottoman rule become." --ibid


   burnish Guiron crown
unknown nimbus ascian shorn
   again ruinous
i proof morning indigo
across brooding corundum

"What's the point of music that doesn't move forward?"


"The author, feeling that such a gross case of blundering required some excuse or explanation, accounted for the misprints by asserting that the devil drenched the manuscript in the kennel, making it almost illegible, and then obliged the printer to misread it."


"I'd rather be in Lojbanistan."

Cool pix.


Chis*nbop tutorial. Plus.


Frappr Lojban map.

Did our song fail too?


"Too many people owed their living, not to the real world, but to the sham of it, from the Sultan down, in his sham omnipotence; through the government, with its pretence of controlling the empire; the janissaries in the guise of soldiers, the ulema, in the sham of everlasting Islamic victory; governors, in the sham obedience from which they derived their legitimacy. Thousands of people came to work in the palace every day, but only about twenty of them performed significant tasks." --ibid


Guiron ruinous · wisp croons sot
and brumous gulch · big indigo

for Guiron asks · twinkling distant
is apart · scroggy origin



Books going.

(via slash slash daily dot gr**ncin* dot com)


   "The Clowns

The last of our frail schemes falters
Amid acrimony and hideous confusion
And at once our nemesis strides onstage,
Clad in burning hideous motley.

Rain, or something like; and the soft swirl
Of remembrance."

--S*molina Pilchard


"Darker and darker did the empire seem: more impenetrable its gloom; more helplessly reserved and secretly bewildered its functionaries; more groping and local its arrangements." --op cit

"It is a cover of the Clash's "Rock the Casbah" — the verses translated into Arabic, the choruses left in English, and the whole thing decorated with the standard trappings of Arabic pop."


   "FIELD — ALL YEAR — OUT OF THE WINDOW

to W. Woroczylski

behind my back — it seemed — were islands:

of the terror-idea! —

as if a certain chill
was spread — for a year of this life:

were they places — I wondered — in pure form:

of mind and genius — of a certain illness? —

what did they mean?
Expectation of Blows:

or of iron — of yekhs:

now innate? —

the same — as
distant islands:

in the garden: of July freshness! . . — and was it from nearby disaster
ever more clearly they were! . . they were:

as there — in their office! — where a feeble liquid:

seeming to penetrate
to the depth
of the race:

to the terrible fire! —

once dripped:

from beneath their dark-blue clothing

1968
[yekh: shout of beaters]"

--G*nnadi Aygi (via Languag* Hat)


Mohawk bot.

Air poison rank color crimson.


   "...The works
Of Thomas Lovell Beddoes fall open
And are sick and alive, books of iron, and faintly gilded
In the dim light of the early nineteenth century." --April Gall*ons


On my victrola- Flashback: Spanish V*rsions of Classic [80's] Hits


   marfim Viras · rig basalt
stiff of gallop · crystal do sky
   ink stomp of cold · Viras light
crystal grow.? · rig profound abort
Viras spy dust · ruinous aught
      atomic gorp · moon


"It was then [1683]. according to legend, that the city bakers saved Vienna: for early one morning, standing beside their bread ovens, they heard the tell-tale noise of Turkish tunnellers, and alerted the defence in the nick of time; which feat they commemorated by baking little crescent [i. e. Islamic] buns, or croissants." --Lords of th* Horizons

"If they cannot find out that shodan is intransitive, something well known in Persian grammar for thousands of years, you wonder what other assertions they are swallowing.."


   1.
Livid Viras · avoidy sing
idolatry avid · silk prat
fathoms asking tall · ovoid bowl
bin adorn · Gyaos is tin
ontological · igniting

   2.
Vilk admit rolm · glimpsing raucous
storm crag Aymara · fault ivy
Viras adjoining · is tin glut
skull sprawl brink · wash stiff of gallop
atomic shadow · gorp smoking



Old story. (via 3t*raz)


"In short, Drizzt taught me all I needed to know to be an immigrant in a strange land."

"Is it really true that we English-speakers can only experience The Others through literature in translation?"


"And let's not overlook the Universal Translation Project which actually has an Esperanto to Klingon translation system available..."

"This row of shapeless and ungainly monsters which I now set before the reader does not consist of separate idols cut out capriciously in lonely valleys or various islands. These monsters are meant for the gargoyles of a definite cathedral. I have to carve the gargoyles, because I can carve nothing else; I leave to others the angels and the arches and the spires. But I am very sure of the style of the architecture and of the consecration of the church." --G K Ch*st*rton


Hazard chimps lug Barugon
Clown divs push us Barugon

And if folk illusion fails
Still worship toad Barugon

Burning visions assail us
In this soft kiln Barugon

Angry and without good tricks
All always food Barugon



"I am reminded of a comment made by the Buddhist teacher Guru Amrit Desai, when he looked out of his car window and saw that he was in the midst of a gang of Hell's Angels. After studying them in great detail for a long while, he finally exclaimed, "They really love their motorcycles."."