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When They Ask, I’ll Say
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It's not our fault you feel bad. You should. We should. It's dead children. We can all do better now.
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To Russia, with Love (of Books)
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To Russia, with Love (of Books)
Well, today has opened with an amazing experience. I presented a talk at The Makushin Readings. http://www.spsl.nsc.ru/ Our topic: What is the role of Books as carriers of culture in our globalized, digital world? To summarize my answer: Books set down the limits of the known, and point at the po...
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Day 27: when day and night is a short story
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Day 27: when day and night is a short story
To define a nameless haunting: what would you call the feeling of loss, on finding out only now, a grandpa’s span later, about ‘a skeleton of my granny’? To learn a thing that, as a child of the seventies, passed by: how people wanted rock and roll so much, that lacking vinyl platters, they recor...
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Day 22: Crayons and Other Fictions, or Metonymy of Mangoes
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Day 22: Crayons and Other Fictions, or Metonymy of Mangoes
Those were the Tang-bright 70s, the Revello days knees grazed, skies so high and hazy with bonfire smoke - Who was that kid? the one who stuck things up his nose and roasted his wieners with the plastic skins still on just to see them shrivel. They were summer people dragged West with grandparent...
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Day 19: Constant/Transient/Permanent
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Day 19: Constant/Transient/Permanent
from the bee wing to the soul comes a thrum, at once low and above the mind line, fine and high, lime-bright tingle of song, shimmer on the lake of attention breath of trees, yellow from the pine arms to the sun a cloud rolls: that’s my love of a season, windborne marked by fragrant... Read More
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Day 16: Dystopic Diagram
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Day 16: Dystopic Diagram
O thou dystopic diagram of shadows wherein we see the frame of us and hunt the breakage. Where wert thou hidden, method and artifact, before she birthed and named you? On the precise edge of language changing from reverent cases and declensions to scientific lists, and as if to mark that cross-ro...
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Day 15: Archeology of a Last Nerve
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Day 15: Archeology of a Last Nerve
pull the trigger breach the dam bury the evidence we have the means, the stories, the blind need to misconstrue through archeology anything at all, create an arc of time and culture or an ark divine, in whose boots to tremble heebie-jeebie monkeys that we are. drop the rock breach the dame blaze ...
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Day 14: Circumference
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Day 14: Circumference
‘Ashley is a circumference’ scrawled in chalk we giggled, i wondered who was bold enough to taunt him; also how typical, how yokel our 45 pupil school on the edge of nothing clearly, the wag had no idea what he or she was writing. Turning it over in my mind now Is Ashley a circumference?... Read ...
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Day 13: Ambiguous Sunrise
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Day 13: Ambiguous Sunrise
on the one hand, birds scratch shadows across blue lemon-lit bellies headed townward thus it must be time to rise and open silk o, sleepyheaded spiders, prod the root, let rhizomes ring out the call to arms of grass unless the hunchbacked northeast thunder clears his tarry throat again and spits ...
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Day 12: Anticipation
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Day 12: Anticipation
i. open the door of the house envisioned you will fall through the floor you didn’t think to dream necessary, and below that, the basement never featured in fantasies. what we build, so much more than what appears. ii. dreaming of my old house reveals how i am tangled in the leap, and the net... ...
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Day 11: tomorrow today
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Day 11: tomorrow today
tomorrow i will know you curled into the future over the hurdle of midnight down through the blue hours singing kep’nmite to a new sun today, another blow tomorrow, you will understand the threadbare love you tug around your shoulders a net more than a shield today, another beneficent cigarette t...
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Day 10: ‘fractious circumlocution’
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Day 10: ‘fractious circumlocution’
Fractious? Sir, come low cues shun. Say not the two word kick in the gut, do not cut to the chase and blaze. It’s true long words don’t run like a sword through the neck of bumpf. Still, sir once said, there can be no take back. It’s a heart attack, you say What fool... Read More
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Day 9: His Realm Departed
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Day 9: His Realm Departed
singular light of a queen’s eye soldier, tales gone down to oceanic vaults cause whales to turn in the sun for you so they will say, on deck, as they stand in the wind with their eyes well-salted creation of empire that thing we do, like bees intricately lacing and stamping and dancing a pattern;...
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Day 8: Party of Gestures
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Day 8: Party of Gestures
wind and spruce, that’s one we have all attended, charmed by the little birds cursing as their new nests bend askew. but there’s this youtube video cat and tame coyotl* now laughing on the living room floor that’s a party of gestures. she the coyote, wriggling on her back makes of her mouth a too...
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Day 7: Shadorma – Bestiary Shadows
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Day 7: Shadorma – Bestiary Shadows
oh for gods’ sake, unicorns hog all the light mystical animals get cast their way. it’s the horn, of course. as for strays consider ferrets goats, stoats, owls cows, rhinos any of these might with ease slip away, astray. but it’s cats that fill in the blank after stray. it’s the way they lick the...
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