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"The trick with Pound’s Seafarer is that he translates faithfully for sound, opportunistically for image, and licentiously with thought."

"the mild endurance"

five cop cars at Kroger
man on the ground shackled
move along, nothing to see
i go to my car parked
i go to my car parked

not even phone photo
affords me unGordian
move along, nothing to see
another day dithering
another day dithering

five cop cars at Kroger
call across the fall air
move along, nothing to see
the nether world pearled here
the nether world pearled here

not even phone photo
to fend my shush socials
move along, nothing to see
go back to murk noting
go back to murk noting

five cop cars at Kroger
two weeks & then what
move along, nothing to see
Cloudcuckooland wants me
Cloudcuckooland wants me
not even phone photos

"Since 1977 humanity has, by some margin, spent more money on creating science fiction simulacra of space travel than it has on actually landing on the moon."

"Note that contemporaries like Laibach, Coil, Psychic TV, and Whitehouse were pursuing different types of musical and conceptual provocation during this period, and all were muddled/scattershot in their approach, though in the case of Laibach it might have been more deliberate." —@burningambulance via

Bungalow and Pylon.

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Brutalist Ghost Stories.

"The worst thing about using a phone in the dark is that it lights your face without lighting your surroundings. Scrolling, hyper-visible but blind; I like to pretend I'm an anglerfish lure, the beacon of a predator much greater than myself" —@ctrlcreep.bsky.social

Autechre in performance.

woolen tool
high azure's aid
go cop real squelch
moisthaunt town

Quilt artist who spent decades on death row for a crime he didn’t commit, now has his first solo exhibit.

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Rewriting the history of the Incas.

skywound with its dark bandage
have i even seen
the egg of a robin
rescue paper
follow the chromotrail
room full of ev'rything
that-way coded
find a pen thought finished
out of the floor-jumble
bin knocked over in the night

Siblings.

At first i thought this was a put-on. Respect!

But one drop of Plotinus would cause Nick Land to go the way of the wicked witch in Oz.

Resting predator face.

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Mazohyst of Decadence.

"and wears Don's smirk and shares Don's smell..." —Andrew Frisardi via

On a line by Housman.

plant tilted, pawn to King Rook Four
dull turquoise
cranium tree topper
who can speak for us?
what weldbook fair?
Cisquatch's vine
foil gown

We should be forced by law to give up all other cars & everyone gets one of these for free.

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"I felt that Monica Vitti embodied the sublime..." (More.)

God made Trump
to out-scourge Attila

go stymie God

Visiting Ashgabat.

"We misread [Jeffers] if we think Inhumanism is all about the denial of the human. It’s about the problem of being human." —David Mason via

Georges Perec’s Palindrome on the windows of the BnF Mitterrand.

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Fumes the Memorious.

"Replacing my hardwood flooring with a planar black hole. With fire. With a deep pit of plastic globes, with wax the color of raw chicken, with medieval tapestries, with numbers so small they cut your feet" —@ctrlcreep.bsky.social

What music is, where it comes from, & where it goes.

"avid diva"

1.
bezique
played upon the felted green
dark machine & weather tide
from now on
bezique
heretic of desert sands
Ashgabat my ticket hence
& wizened throng
bezique
bezique bezique

2.
dead, dead, & very dead
three stops on the ferryman's journey
violet ceramic
urn, collector of earth grievances
emptied each stop more

I see what i see, & i know what i know.

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The Conch.

gray world diver
speedball script

sad bots gloze
hounds' wood

void fuse

"...they seemed unwilling ever to acknowledge that the production of more poems, of any kind, by any person, in any quantity, could ever be any less than a cause for the most rapturous celebration."

James Baldwin:

"Perhaps the whole root of our trouble, the human trouble, is that we will sacrifice all the beauty of our lives, will imprison ourselves in totems, taboos, crosses, blood sacrifices, steeples, mosques, races, armies, flags, nations, in order to deny the fact of death which is the only fact we have. It seems to me that one ought to rejoice in the fact of death—ought to decide, indeed, to earn one's death by confronting with passion the conundrum of life. One is responsible to life: It is the small beacon in that terrifying darkness from which we come and to which we shall return. One must negotiate this passage as nobly as possible, for the sake of those who are coming after us." (via @aarikdanielsen.bsky.social)

One of my illustrations from Lovecraft's Brood: The Beholder's Share by Caitlín R. Kiernan.

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Letter to a student who wants the credentials.

“Reading Milton is like dining off gold plate in a company of kings; very splendid; very ceremonious, and not a little appalling.” —Alexander Smith, Dreamthorp (1863)

Cheerful Melancholia.

lilac-pink, turquoise sunrise
runing for my life
crossing barricades

i have to imagine the burning

poundcheap & pennywise
painting my exile in shades
of sundry unreturning
lilac-pink, turquoise loaf

men in hot lime vests

by the shattered overpass
working
this is no time for parking
the bitter versts
skelping, the bitter peace

My Attorney Picked by a Head Shot.

VIOLA SMITH was the “fastest girl drummer in the world” and promoted as the original “hep girl” in the 1930’s. She was a pioneer blazing a path for women in what had been an entirely male preserve. Viola passed away in October of 2020 aged 107. A special & talented lady.

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"Play anonymously published in 1596 was collaboration between Shakespeare and Christopher Marlowe, according to computer analysis." (Interesting, but in my opinion mere statistics cannot establish causality. I want to see documentation that they even met.)

predawn
roar, thinking of
derelict cicadas
their sound hanging in the air like
a threat

Bruch's Violin Concerto #1 in G minor (Op 26). Just heard it today on WRR!

"everyone at this dmv seems so depressed lucky for them i brought my harmonica"
—@sixfeetofcandy.bsky.social

Wine as Paris burns.

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'Erebus' Passing through the Chain of Bergs.

"This liminal space where everything general seems too vacuous and everything particular seems irrelevant" —@hyoyoonkang.bsky.social

The Lay of Scratta.

"tea going in no time"

arc of history
no skyhook
crowds fought
through Soylent Beige

"All the customs they sought to emulate (the music, the dance, the colors, the festivals) came from the Tang, and yet all of this was happening during the Song."

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"I became 10 times more famous, meaning that maybe 150 people were interested in what I had to say, rather than only 15."

"singer with a bad guru"

stern wind's whammy
montage signifying progress
late October's rabbit

crosses the road
barricades & cones
& this contested intersection

this contested intersection
stern winds whammy

Greengold plan.

Authorship mysteries are the best mysteries.

Elon wants.

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Atopos.

"pre-crime"

phone book
cancelled lines
duration swamped
with lost clouds
deemed choice

Ohilen.

Positivism is false when pareidolia sinks its fangs in you.

Game of Clock the Doctor.

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Expo '70 on my mind again...

"The fact that 'do-gooder' is a put-down tells you everything you need to know about the human race." —@johnlyon.bsky.social

Disappear.

"Typhoon

Cloud has crunched on · the crowns peerless,
skyscraper scalps. Skin of city
lies rinsed entire; rain makes merry,
gutters gabble. Engorged façade
is typhoon frowning · face at weak-set
works of humans. In such a woven murk
thread-mist thrusts one · to throw footstep,
mislay the lines, linger endangered
in the roadway’s rush, lose the selfhood
that beats boundaries · between beast and soul."

—Thaliarchus via

Nosferatu font.

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"They’re powerful; dark; grim. They’re maybe the single most 'literary' fantasy of the entire decade, and I’m fully prepared to defend Corby as among the half-dozen best prose stylists in late twentieth-century fantasy."

to ride the suicide machine
obscenely born, obscenely hawked
no wizard prior could concoct;
unlocked, Pandora's octave white.

recitals of our plight be moot,
permutes heists of loot galore
which we may garner nevermore
nor ford cold river's portal back.

"I remember my neighbor Rahaf — a child calling her father’s name from under the rubble, her voice growing weaker. Her father couldn’t reach her. He could only listen until her calls stopped."

"Vampire getting ready for a party by mixing all the blood types in a punch bowl"
—@prufrockluvsong.bsky.social

America now has second-generation school shooting survivors.

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"...it was the Enlightenment philosophes who most shaped what became the modern image of Byzantium."

"All the noise I make in this life isn’t mine but rather part of some discordant harmonizing to which, season after season, I hum along."
—Steve Edwards via

Yet another flying car.

(tr Mallarmé: Le vierge, le vivace et le bel aujourd'hui)

Never-before, this sunrise: will it be the one
to jailbreak us · with one sozzled wingflap
this tarn stern forgot · where under ice
a plain glacier broods · of flights not braved!

Erstwhile Swan, that glory recall
hopeless to · deliver you
for never ululating · livable realms
when from bare winter · boredom coruscates.

Its neck wholly free · of this frigid grief
imposed by space · on the skeptic bird—
but not the disgust · of a feather-held field.

Phantom by its panoply · to this land appointed
it's snagged in a dream · of cold contempt
that robes in bootless · banishment, Swan.

2026 Rhysling winners.

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Cartoon about Vallejo.

"green star green ink"

groundcovering sip
labyrinth of anthems
traversed. viral forecasts
invest with loud powder
the inchmeal isles faunching
four cents on the dollar

Grave robber marionette.

"Early hominins didn’t march out into the savanna to become grassland obligates; they became the ultimate opportunists. They exploited whatever the shifting Pliocene landscape threw at them." —Seth Chagi via

On Being Brought.

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"It originally appeared as a closing narration in the 1962 Amazing Fantasy #15."

"The dreams of earth blaze at a terrible height,
a green star is burning."

—Brown & Merwin's Mandelstam

5 best stories of O Henry.

      "flying car"

the min'ral glitter · on the cellar floor
   in this cage far from home
cold cases · rung up by machine
   & the lugies of moguls
flying car · from a future without hands

This thread eventually turns into palindromes.

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I kept every kloon I ran across.

wild swimsun
roostbook squeal
launch set at home
they vow carboy

Toy car made of nothing but staples.

"In every man sleeps a prophet and when he wakes there is a little more evil in the world."
- Emil Cioran via @rabihalameddine.bsky.social

A real "kloon".

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Overseas.

"In a 2023 study, researchers taught 18 pet parrots to start video calls themselves by ringing a bell and touching a picture of another parrot on a tablet. Over three months, the birds could choose whom to call.

They called each other often. They sang, played and showed each other their toys. Some formed clear favourites. Their owners said the calls seemed to help them learn new skills, like flying or new sounds." —@thenonverbal via

The Uphill Road to Çatalhöyük.

“a princess of marzipan”

landscape of seasonal effigies
landscape of seasonal effigies
standing still in the dank dark
standing still in the dank dark
still standing this landscape
of dank effigies in seasonal dark

throwing stars on the halfway tree
throwing stars on the halfway tree
it is only ravens of a shadowy future
it is only ravens of a shadowy future
the future is throwing halfway
shadowy stars of only ravens a tree on it

rabbit haunts the broken driveway
rabbit haunts the broken driveway
once as i was going out
once as i was going out
driveway i was broken once
going as the out rabbit haunts

a driveway ravens the landscape
of halfway shadowy stars
effigies of the broken future
throwing out the seasonal tree
it is only dark once going
as i was on rabbit haunts standing still in dank

Stelo verda.

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"Or put another way, what Cirque du Soleil is to circus, these guys are to rock and roll."

sootpale's blessing
sunlight found
loose stark reels
no frat boy botch

To unmask Jane Doe.

"The writings are sometimes speculative or philosophical and are usually fragmentary and enigmatic, as if the subject of revenance was beyond ordinary language and coherent discourse..." —Tom LeClair via

That Crisp Edge Of Autumn.