∞ On that 16th C. Map of the World back home, hanging decoratively on the wall, i can’t shake the presence of the creature, moving like a pulse rate, monitored on life support machinery, snaking through dark acrylic waters, a cautious galleon nearby, sailors praying for shrouding mist, superstitious mist, drunk on scurvy & weak…
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Thinking out loud in no particular order when two Haenyo come sit near me on the beach
Continuing to think out loud. For anyone not familiar with Haenyo it is the name of the native women divers of Jeju island, who forage for sea creatures. Look them up. They fascinate. ∞ 2 women divers, sharing the burden of what seems to be a lump of stone in a net pass me,…
Busan: City by the Sea— Part 3
Busan: City by the Sea— Part 3 Economy of Busan 1 Everyone’s talking about the low volume of tourists: the Chinese are boycotting Korea, because of THAAD. Hotel’s, restaurants & cafes, though by no means desolate are far from packed to the brim. Discounts across the board. Economies are like populations of species, remove one…
Wallace’s Prophecy of Plagiarism
Another new addition to The Wallace Variations. Wallace’s Prophecy of Plagiarism He climbed into the dome of a zelkova tree & wouldn’t come down for love nor money, said he was a blackbird with a catchphrase on the tip of his tongue stained red with cherry sherbet— i thought, i may need to call the…
Wally Draws Real Gulls in an Empty Sky
Another new poem for The Wallace Variations. Wally Draws Real Gulls in an Empty Sky i walk with Wally & the dogs down to the shore. On the way he was all pipperoo, pippera, pipperum. i asked the meaning of this, each word (a neologism?) inflected, before dropping into plosive starts— he shrugged, pulled a…
Wallace Counts Leaves
Up to now all poems from The Wallace Variations, were written years ago, but i have been writing new ones, here is a new one. Wallace Counts Leaves i. There are not enough leaves on this tree— I counted, it’s short. It is mid-summer, a few days after solstice. Tree blown into ragged perms,…
Coffee with Wallace
Sit with Wallace Stevens in my garden, drinking coffee & cloud spotting, in this poem from The Wallace Variations. Coffee with Wallace Look at this coffee pot, it is metallic, figure of a dancer; warm when acted upon, but cold. Light distracts its mirrored face, a design half-inched from a hall of mirrors, to show…
FALling (PArt z)
The last sonnet Falling. Link to Part A Falling 2 Knowing around 0%, about the influence of deserts on man— aside from sun burn & visions— i might discover, people who’ve known only deserts, actual or otherwise; that falling is counter intuitive to existence; unsalvageable dependence on fideism, buoyed by prayers for fields of cereals…
Absurd Taxinomia (‘people’ cont…)
For anyone new, here is a link that transparently explains the genesis of these poems. Absurd Taxinomia— People (cont…) viii. The woman, child, man, on the other end, who know nothing & knowing nothing can know everything — beginnings are empty. ix. Believes in genius, that the actual genii will always be found, it matters…
Absurd Taxinomia
Will Self on his intention for writing his book Shark said he wanted to write Jaws without the Shark, which i took to mean using descriptive, prose to skirt around an object or situation in mind, somewhat like a riddle. If you coupled this with a bit of Phenomenology, Existentialism & the Preface to Foucault’s…
The Wreck of the Wallace
Another from The Wallace Variations. After too much time in the spotlight of the media, Wallace needed to get away & visited me in Jeju. The Wreck of the Wallace He was a salvaged man in my B&B, the media’s attention started getting on his tits, he needed to escape interrogation & so took temporary…
Some of Wally’s Shenanigans
Another one from the Wallace Variations. This occurrence takes place some time after Wally comes back from the dead. Some of Wally’s Shenanigans It was from beyond the smoke & mirrors you entered this world of mirror & smoke. Why did you take to the roofs of the cul-de-sac to listen to the agitated dwellers’…
