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Oilcloth and Linoleum: April 2009
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Sunday, April 05, 2009. Review of Algae and Elegance at the Raspy Puppet. A rasp, as many of you know—I learned it myself in high school shop class—is a wood-finishing tool with big teeth. So it’s a little ironic that the “Elegance” at the Raspy Restaurant is toothless, or maybe I should say “gumsome.”. On that basis, I have to give The Raspy a full four-antacid rating. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Review of Algae and Elegance at the Raspy Puppet. View my complete profile.
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Oilcloth and Linoleum: Bird, of Course
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Thursday, September 18, 2008. Bird, of Course. Might as well admit bewilderment. Must a voice sound confident? Mind dies, body lives. Every moment is incomprehensible. Plum blossoms on a red branch. Stuck in a plastic tumbler on a table. Of varnished flooring pine. Smooth surface of someone’s suffering. Ernest Dow,"Might" from This is it, My Friend. It is easier to comment on the funny ones. That's sort of a comment on the entire state of (literary? Online and therefore public? Bloom and wilt are still.
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Oilcloth and Linoleum: September 2007
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Thursday, September 27, 2007. Women: What men do we must defeat with more desires. Weapons mean death. Win more dying with more destruction while many don’t want more denial. We must defeat what money drives without more destruction. Men: We must detonate. We might destroy what makes death. Desire: Whatever morality decries, want magnifies doctrine, war mutilates desire. Women: What men don’t want more deaths? Men: War means defeat. What’s more definite. Men: Words mean defeat. With more dollars, what?
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Oilcloth and Linoleum: October 2007
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Tuesday, October 30, 2007. I Wish I Had it With Me. 1 How did the circle become zero, symbol for nothing, and placeholder in ciphers? Need alone is not enough. 2 If you are risen,. You must have fallen. 3 In 1794 her egg sacs. Ovaries, in modern terms). Contained a thousand microscopic homunculi. Waiting to be dropped monthly. 4 Full Dorsal [Kiss? One can see all of time in the expanding universe,. This universe, where the naked eye is limited. Amarillo Fenugrec, Tetris Seven. Links to this post.
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Oilcloth and Linoleum: This Just In
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Tuesday, March 10, 2009. According to Tim Botta, the five most significant books of the Clockwise and Counter-Clockwise Schools of Poetry are. 1 The Slide Whistles of Autumn by Morty “Botanical” Sherbet. 2 Inter-Departmental Mail by Bluto Pippy. By Minerva “Sizzler” Plankton. 4 Rate My Cocoa by Storch. 5 The Drinking Bird by Hydrox Spurs. I had no idea that Tim was so.TRENDY! I mean, nautica (ad-nauseum) ENOUGH already! The only thing worse is the foodies- all of their verse vegan, bland: "an oat, an oat...
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Oilcloth and Linoleum: December 2007
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Saturday, December 08, 2007. 8220;In another glass case you can study “The Rose Collection of Now-Extinct Nineteenth-Century French Moths.” (“There’s a slight misnomer there,” [David]. Informed me solicitously the first time I peered into that case. He happened to be passing silently by. 8220;Most of those particular moths are indeed French, but a few are actually Flemish—although with some it’s hard to tell.”). Weschler, Mr. Wilson’s Cabinet of Wonder. NY: Pantheon Books, 1995), p. 18. Links to this post.
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Oilcloth and Linoleum: January 2009
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Wednesday, January 07, 2009. You, with Your Tattoo, and I was Safe. Bulter Guillermoy, from Gilded Geldings and Horse Pesterers. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). You, with Your Tattoo, and I was Safe. Jacques Wool spends most of his time in the painted world of worlds: Mattress World, Tire World, Furniture World, Fan World, Awning World, Moist Towelette World, Etc. View my complete profile.
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Oilcloth and Linoleum: May 2008
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Saturday, May 31, 2008. Sun Volt Cloud Bank. It’s funny how I like having the two indirect lights,. One on either side, sixty watts apiece, instead of three sixties overhead. How much light is plenty? One sixty is enough to read by,. Though eyestrain seems to be a temporary condition. Or only a marketing concept. Can you hear me on a busy street corner. Declaiming “. . . cloud bank/ It’s funny,” et cetera. As fast as sounds will issue from my lips and tongue,. Such a wonderful word. Links to this post.
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Oilcloth and Linoleum: September 2008
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Thursday, September 18, 2008. Bird, of Course. Might as well admit bewilderment. Must a voice sound confident? Mind dies, body lives. Every moment is incomprehensible. Plum blossoms on a red branch. Stuck in a plastic tumbler on a table. Of varnished flooring pine. Smooth surface of someone’s suffering. Ernest Dow,"Might" from This is it, My Friend. Links to this post. Friday, September 05, 2008. Kate Gets What She Paid For. An Iron, a Goddess, Mercy. But tea would be even less malleable than thé. Jacque...
