February 2012
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“Ultimately, conditions will deteriorate to the point of a...”
– http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eschatology#Eschatology_in_religions
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The Hotel Devotion
In the Hotel Devotion there is no running water, no power, no stairs, no bed. There is only the woman who holds a river in her mouth, fireflies in her hands, the woman who bends for you, opens for you. There is only this book, this pen in your hand, your name the only name. Outside, pigeons bellying down the alleys of night. Inside, this sadness blooming in your throat. Sometimes a handful of...
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There is real pain in not having you just as there is real pain in not having poetry Not totally in either case as solace, solution, end to all the minor tragedies But, in either case (poetry or you) As a bed-partner. Against the drift of rhododendrons and other images we have not seen together I have seen your locked lips and come home sweating.
- Jack Spicer,...
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NUNWAVE
you guys, NUNWAVE is really taking off. they’ve posted a picture of a NUNWAVE dog this week.
http://fuckyeahnunwave.tumblr.com/
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ANGELS
My father never said why — not even to me, the silent one — but silently, all through my childhood, he never fixed anything though the lathing drifted down through the plaster ceiling like the planks of a dock we all lived beneath. Meanwhile, he seasoned and stirred his aquariums, his little wet houses; like a god, he engineered tidal waves, resettlement, even genetics —...
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SKIRT, MY PRETTY NAME
From: VillainElle. in Queen rat: new and selected poems. Toronto: Anansi, 1998.
and the space between my name and myself grows larger until… —David Demchuk, Rosalie Sings Alone After several Valium and a cup of coffee, I feel sweet and contented. The city is dangerous, prurient, and I am a woman of mystery. I ask the waitress for some napkins and whisper, My...
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II - The Person That You Were Will Be Replaced
In grief the person that you were is replaced by grief … not the person you originally were but the one you’d become. Grief is opportunistic and uncontrollable it doesn’t exactly come
from you, you “allow it in” It’s godlike as in possession. This was the night I was the craziest: near my birthday, four months after Ted’s death, walking on Second...
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“Don’t try to fool the fist that’s tightening
right beneath your...”
– Ted Berrigan
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“You get to decide what to worship. Because here’s something else that’s true. In...”
– David Foster Wallace
“One of my wings beat faster,
I couldn’t help it—
the one away from the light....”
– William Stafford, Growing Up (via grammatolatry)
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Quem vidistis pastores dicite
Francis Poulenc:...
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Nobody Wants That: You Can't Phone Home Again:... →
nobodywantsthat:
Los Angeles artists have been very aware of the influence of their forebears lately. Pacific Standard Time, the ongoing six-month festival of post-war Southern California art has offered an art lover countless opportunities to experience newly refurbished, re-performed and repurposed…
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“We go with the sun, up and down, and live half-stunned by emptiness and the...”
– Fanny Howe
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NUNWAVE
Nunwave: a new microgenre for teenage girls who wear black and gray, no makeup, rosary beads, capes, crucifixes, shaved heads, and are into celibacy/isolation. Nunwave bands are austere, droney, and sometimes involve choirs.
January 2012
39 posts
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“The beauty of things must be that they end.”
– Jack Kerouac, Tristessa
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BEES OF ELEUSIS
Unless a grain of wheat goes into the ground and dies, it remains nothing but a grain of wheat. —John 12:24
The ingredients gathered, a few small red tufts of the dream spoor per sheaf of Demeter’s blonde wheat, reaped in mourning, in silence, ground up with the pollen and mixed into white wine and honey. These stored forms of light taken under the ground. Taken by mouth. First those...
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LATIN PHRASES
auribus teneo lupum - to hold a wolf by its ears - indicates that one is in a dangerous situation where both holding on and letting go could be deadly
absit omen - let an omen be absent - expresses the wish that something seemingly ill-boding does not turn out to be an omen for future events, and calls on divine protection against evil.
nil desperandum - nothing must be despaired at
natura non...
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“I have a knocking woodpecker in my chest and I think I have three souls”
– Kenneth Koch
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when we break we’ll wait for our miracle god...
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NOTHING IS TOO MUCH TROUBLE
No one has died recently but something leaves gaps and their pain: the wind moves the noise stops and I am shocked to find nothing. I understand seances, needing the dead to fill us out, there is altogether too much room around everything. Knowing death comes in loneliness, that hare with a bare throat has nowhere in his life to run, or looks for something familiar and sees behind it: the wind...
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Xiu Xiu - I Luv the Valley OH
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I carried your name
like a huge shield.
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from Chanting at the Crystal Sea
7 God is an animal figure Clearly headless. He bewitches his quarry with ambiguous wounds The wolf or poor ass has only stolen straw. O sullen Silence Nail two sticks together and tell us resurrection stories.
- Susan Howe
“As vital as detachment is, if we allow poetry to be solely a mode of further and...”
– Dean Young, from The Art of Recklessness: Poetry as Assertive Voice and Contradiction (via muscovite)
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Ash Ode
When I saw you ahead I ran two blocks shouting your name then realizing it wasn’t you but some alarmed pretender, I went on running, shouting now into the sky, continuing your fame and luster. Since I’ve been incinerated, I’ve oft returned to this thought, that all things loved are pursued and never caught, even as you slept beside me you were flying off. As least what’s...
On Skittery Poems
“These may seem like disproportionately heavy judgments to apply to a few playful butterfly poems fluttering by in the aesthetic breeze, but isn’t their self-conscious lack of consequence part of the problem? Perhaps, in their deliberate intention to escape the confinement of one system, they have also accidentally escaped another. Perhaps, in their effort to circumvent linearity, or logic,...