There are no camels in this combo crèche, formed in Singapore, assembled in Malaysia. The pieces, each in its place, dominate the living room, diverting our path to where we cleanse and empty and keep my store-bought teeth, neither sneer nor smile in their snap-tight cup. The lone cow’s head is broken, decapitated last season, [...]
Such a lovely song it aches. The Broken West, Like a Light (2007) http://www.mergerecords.com/artists/brokenwest I Can’t Go On, I’ll Go On
Tagged fave musicI save the spaces. No, I’m no bent surveyor with a three-legged stare bent on destiny, unsettled by innominate expanses, undone by an absence of fences, parsing the plenty. We know how that was manifest. I’ve never been enamoured of wrought geometries and plaid is a bad parody of place. I save only the spaces: [...]
Tagged poetryHere in the town of the common and the good, only the flashes reach us. There’s no thunder rumble, no sound to savor, no low music to score the out-of-favor soul. No, first it’s the din, carried air away east, then the bright, the flight of sand as light, breaking in waves on main street [...]
Tagged joesmith, poetryAlert as the light that changes color with the weather atop the building some mistake as electric, we’re mingling our blood and juices without the dolor that ought accompany a great big age of disease. We are lovely here and welcome the change we bring to each brown room. In the phone booth, we tear [...]
Tagged poetryA bromide? Maybe. Maybe not. “What we call basic truths are simply the ones we discover after all the others.” – Albert Camus, The Fall
Tagged pith... twitsThe more that “success” requires self-promotion, the interested I become in approaching it.
Tagged pith... twitsCollecting innumerable surfaces. Stacking them, madly, into layers. For digging further. As required.
Tagged pith... twits“We thought it was a unique, and wonderfully musical, name.” Your daughter, Chlamydia, may disagree.
Tagged pith... twitsWhat one puts here, right here, may, indeed, be a reality, of a sort, one’s choice of re / presentation. For oneself. Or: others. Or, a mix.
Tagged pith... twitsIt’s hard to be picky about what one touches in this world when the world comes in as daily tidal waves, washing you on along with it.
Tagged pith... twits“Alas, after a certain age, every man is responsible for his face.” – Albert Camus, The Fall
Tagged pith... twitsCalling in the Context Abatement Unit.
Tagged pith... twits“To cease being doubtful, one must cease being, that’s all.” – Albert Camus, The Fall
Tagged pith... twitsStyle may indeed express substance. If you ignore fashion.
Tagged pith... twitsNew project: Translate, adapt & update Albert Camus’s “La Chute” for contemporary stage. That’s sure to be a big hit.
Tagged pith... twits“When one has no character one must apply a method.” – Albert Camus, The Fall (La Chute)
Tagged pith... twitsIn an Age of Attention, amid mass attempts to take a stage, poets may be the last to understand. Or the first.
Tagged pith... twits1 in 4 Americans have a mental disease. The other 3 are sick from thought. 1 in 2 have a broken part of some sort.
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