If only.


Latvian gambit starfish · avails
hiccup lamp · only

Ogygia · rapacious
omit · abs

city atlas ask · stalking
carving vril · uffish


Vp on M*Fi.

Alb*rt Namatjira.


vict'ry · psilocybin church
qucaq wraith · risk habitat

spy dust and orphan control
annuity of charcoal

yarons ago now · what's not lost
is this swirling · tug for you

sands will comb · and comb again
across its rock · and argot


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qucaq (goojag) = Az*rbaijani 'hug'

How Socc*r 3xplains th* World.


without finding · still shroud forlorn
bulwark struck · official nimbus
anvil · odium
without onslaught · ignorant ash
utmost rill · Algol

"The illustration of figures in paintings ceased about 1974, probably because the painters and other Aboriginal viewers believed that such paintings were too explicit." --Christoph*r And*rson & Francoise Dussart, in- Dr*amings: Th* Art of Aboriginal Australia (1988)


carbaquist · martyr
frisking about · saltation squish hush

ritual
psychological atoll smog · gambit cram

staring my crinkly · of tragic birth
assail · skiff

Abysmal obtund
jyotishi tsarina
amniotic tarn

Olofi forlorn abstains
storm fuliginous anon

Xartum. "Legend has it that Lojban is the language of an ancient civilization that uploaded themselves into computers and sleep solipsistically beneath the sea. They created a logical language that hacks into root access in the fabric of reality... the kind of language which you could speak to a genie without fear of being misinterpreted... "


Myandrang plush · glish
glitch anonydon
Kyoto


Book 3.

"But wander through the sparkling labyrinth" --B*ddo*s


trick dinosaur Golgotha
snug doom auditing
crystal carious shootout
in a library
stalwart not a fligging thing
no pink pill matrix
winds of futurity burn
radar glaring storm
in what panic room to stow
this wispy zircon
and for which non-tomorrow

indigo bassoon
through all Golgotha crooning
or bug Ragnarok
i shall ply lungfish down did-
just as any joust
in our always crystal murk
stomp hooch from stop myths


On my victrola- Th* B*st of th* Stand*lls

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