Hallucinating insuperable signifiers—part II

Reorienting ‘idle-talk’ Death is repulsion for the living. This is the case even when the insuperability of death is accepted as natural, therefore ineluctable, insuperable. Ironically, to have being we must be in something and yet the being-in of death includes in– with reference to the not. Acceptance of inevitabilities does not provide us with…

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Why did the world begin…

∞ Why did the world begin to turn on axles of hendecasyllables? A beat off each side. Everyone | every instance on one side or another | literature— get your terms out | pass back n’ forth | critic. To keep me warm | in winter’s belly | i picture root vegetables. The word |…

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A face…

∞ A face | with more secrets patched in than Bletchley Park | in a street | a transient space to move from A-B | the jaundiced buildings scuppered by draughts of salt & age | a broken egg resembling seagull shit on the sea wall “Among us | daytime is not failed night |…

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Enter through a door:…

∞ Enter through a door : exit a window — the Dunning-Kruger Effect | an abstract dip an invert parabola mocking egoism. As i poured milk | a car outside in synch | let out a strain in its throat : the world’s phenomena are telling. Later when the rain |…| we played chess in…

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A glutinous assemblage…

∞ A glutinous assemblage | peels & cores festering a patch of healthy dirt. “The cork in my head | i float.” i ate 3 courses of cork | became a ship. i paid my compliments | she winced at me “my condolences” i saw her point— you do. None of this is real &…

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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,…

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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…

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