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poetical distractions/obsessive movement: November 2012
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An entrance, or an exit. (An entrance or an exit). Thursday, November 15, 2012. Water (Sea and River). Currently reading, "Sea and Fog" by Etel Adnan. This made me think of Roni Horn, and her series "Some Thames," repeating photographs of that river. Both are slippery, but sparkling. Adnan's poetry strikes watery, beautiful notes over and over again:. Sea, made of instants chained. Where to shelter impermanence. A threat, for sure. What about the permanent. Particles, of thoughts? In an interview here.
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poetical distractions/obsessive movement: October 2011
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An entrance, or an exit. (An entrance or an exit). Wednesday, October 26, 2011. Suspended Animation / Circular Thought Processes. To be in suspended animation: life processes slowed, without being terminated, by external forces. The process of ideas slowed, without being terminated. The process of making decisions, slowed, without being terminated. I am not sure about the motivation/functioning/forcing. If there is no clear beginning, how to begin in the first place, at the beginning? Or is it just forwa...
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poetical distractions/obsessive movement: June 2011
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An entrance, or an exit. (An entrance or an exit). Sunday, June 19, 2011. The Revisionist's Dream II. She dreamed and the dream was of language. She dreamt. Words had yellow wings, had a thousand delicate fingers,. Had big tusks, had balls - that their mutable voices rose. From some distance and carried to her on a blue wind. No. She dreamed of water. She dreamed of a single bright leaf. Tangled in a dark stream. She did. But you can't take. Her literally, and the story changes all the time. There are al...
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poetical distractions/obsessive movement: Day/Poem #5: The Waters of Marah
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An entrance, or an exit. (An entrance or an exit). Thursday, April 5, 2012. Day/Poem #5: The Waters of Marah. Excerpts from SOUTH LONDON MIX. From his collection "The Waters of Marah," first published in 2003. Prose poems. And why not? I especially love his use of color. There are rooms,. Rooms leading to further rooms,. Like an endless road. You could lose yourself. I sit with a woman. In a room at night. About poetry. As the night progresses. The room darkens about us,. The air cools. Inside:. The hous...
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A Thimble Full of Corn Oil: in…sure…ance?
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A Thimble Full of Corn Oil. They say the Wright brothers ran their first plane on a thimble full of corn oil. We here at the upcoming Thimble Zine share the philosophy that great things can happen with little resources. Until the site's ready, you can stay up-to-date by reading this blog. Friday, January 16, 2009. Have lots of blood drawn (some stored for safe keeping), I'll get shot up all over, and maybe I'll have a hip replaced. You know, just in case I need one anyway in the future. Jog - The Blog.
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A Thimble Full of Corn Oil: June 2008
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A Thimble Full of Corn Oil. They say the Wright brothers ran their first plane on a thimble full of corn oil. We here at the upcoming Thimble Zine share the philosophy that great things can happen with little resources. Until the site's ready, you can stay up-to-date by reading this blog. Monday, June 30, 2008. As a means of free travel fare to visit his family in past times of turbulence, Godwin also wrote the memoir When a Crocodile Eats the Sun. See Zimbabwe: Trouble at Home. Links to this post. I jus...
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poetical distractions/obsessive movement: #2: St. Petersburg, Repeating
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An entrance, or an exit. (An entrance or an exit). Monday, April 2, 2012. 2: St Petersburg, Repeating. WE SHALL MEET AGAIN, IN PETERSBURG. We shall meet again, in Petersburg,. As though we had buried the sun there,. And then we shall pronounce for the first time. The blessed word with no meaning. In the Soviet night, in the velvet dark,. In the black velvet Void, the loved eyes. Of blessed women are still singing,. Flowers are blooming that will never die. The capital hunches like a wild cat,. Something ...
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poetical distractions/obsessive movement: August 2009
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An entrance, or an exit. (An entrance or an exit). Saturday, August 1, 2009. Apparently, it is a great idea to post photos on Flickr. I have a photo included in a new online Paris Guide. My photographs don't go below the surface. They don't go below anything. They're readings of the surface." - Richard Avedon. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Something about the writing. I am obsessed with physical movement and mental somersaults, which sometimes like to manifest themselves as poetry. View my complete profile.
