two poems (04-09-'05)
1. improv while thinking of Frank O'Hara
List of things: blank and blank, a knife, another wife.
Never again equals maybe. Blue toenails and a prison
Made of butter. Wake me when it's over beginning.
Winning something for dove who has all is
Fruitless. Less fruit. More meat. Sweets and a vacuous
Freedom; a safecracker finds tooth too big for drill.
It's...
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1. improv while thinking of Frank O'Hara
List of things: blank and blank, a knife, another wife.
Never again equals maybe. Blue toenails and a prison
Made of butter. Wake me when it's over beginning.
Winning something for dove who has all is
Fruitless. Less fruit. More meat. Sweets and a vacuous
Freedom; a safecracker finds tooth too big for drill.
It's...
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Chewing on the same
Ragged flame; enough.
My teeth are burned
But my tounge is
Lucid, I
Chew on it
As well (Confirmation.
The action defines
The spell. It's magical
To be silent
But no one
Can tell...)
Ragged flame; enough.
My teeth are burned
But my tounge is
Lucid, I
Chew on it
As well (Confirmation.
The action defines
The spell. It's magical
To be silent
But no one
Can tell...)
inannamute:
I really like this one.
y:
Chewing on the same
Ragged tongue; enough.
My magical action -
To be silent.
The flame-spell defines
The lucid confirmation -
I can tell.
It's as well
No one but my tongue
Is burned...
But my teeth are.
(Chew on it)
Just fooling around - I'm bored!
Ragged tongue; enough.
My magical action -
To be silent.
The flame-spell defines
The lucid confirmation -
I can tell.
It's as well
No one but my tongue
Is burned...
But my teeth are.
(Chew on it)
Just fooling around - I'm bored!
Two prescient ideas from my horoscope(s) this week.
"It's crucial to be extremely skeptical of every authority, expert and leader. You should express similar discernment toward those who present themselves as hip, high-staus, or special. It will be to your advantage to disrespect hierarchies and become a devotee of pure democracy..."
And:
"Renounce grandiose fantasies of transforming lead into gold or frogs into soulmates..."
Amen,...
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"It's crucial to be extremely skeptical of every authority, expert and leader. You should express similar discernment toward those who present themselves as hip, high-staus, or special. It will be to your advantage to disrespect hierarchies and become a devotee of pure democracy..."
And:
"Renounce grandiose fantasies of transforming lead into gold or frogs into soulmates..."
Amen,...
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y:
Interesting. I never thought about it that way.
"What is more refreshing than light?"
"Conversation."
J.W. von Goethe, from his "Fairy Tale of the Green Snake and the Beautiful Lily."
"What is more refreshing than light?"
"Conversation."
J.W. von Goethe, from his "Fairy Tale of the Green Snake and the Beautiful Lily."
madhyamika:
I love doing that meditaion, I try to use it as a general approach to life( doesn't always work! 
) has helped me to get over bearing grudges. 'Be nice to your enemies, it really freaks them out...' 
I have avoided most of the news footage, I find it vey unreal in some ways.
) has helped me to get over bearing grudges. 'Be nice to your enemies, it really freaks them out...'
I have avoided most of the news footage, I find it vey unreal in some ways.
new orleans
biloxi
mobile
any and all
inbetween
grace
hope
peace
and love
be with you
biloxi
mobile
any and all
inbetween
grace
hope
peace
and love
be with you
fyrestarter:
my heart goes out to them!
meta:
-shiver-
(on Noguchi...)
Chisel and petal; blood hardened;
Volcanic blossom bronzed or severed.
No nail in notch: gravity. Sheets
Of snow or petrified ink. Rising
Sun jig-saw or impatient millstone,
I curve to you and search my
Wisdom, which eludes me. That's
The key, the mystery of mind
As stranger, averting eyes in
Bald humility, a smooth polish
To the forehead so similar to self
As...
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Chisel and petal; blood hardened;
Volcanic blossom bronzed or severed.
No nail in notch: gravity. Sheets
Of snow or petrified ink. Rising
Sun jig-saw or impatient millstone,
I curve to you and search my
Wisdom, which eludes me. That's
The key, the mystery of mind
As stranger, averting eyes in
Bald humility, a smooth polish
To the forehead so similar to self
As...
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vuokko:
Wow, that new work sounds wonderful. Do it! Do it!
Ooh, I didn't know Carol had a new one coming out. I'll have tpo read it. (And yes, you should read The Time Traveller's Wife!)
I got Chelsea Girl.
Really?! You've NEVER played Scrabble? Wow... You're missing out.
I ran a textile design club. Sort of a niche market, you could say.
Lovely poem.
Ooh, I didn't know Carol had a new one coming out. I'll have tpo read it. (And yes, you should read The Time Traveller's Wife!)
I got Chelsea Girl.
Really?! You've NEVER played Scrabble? Wow... You're missing out.
I ran a textile design club. Sort of a niche market, you could say.
Lovely poem.
y:
That's a mysterious one. Like it. "Chisel" and "petal" go well together; not just 'cause they sound similar but because chisels are cold and hard and petals not so cold and soft. But that's probably why you used them, yes?
Those plants were sacred to the Druids as herbs, healing herbs, although they were almost undoubtedly used in their rituals and things as well.
Those plants were sacred to the Druids as herbs, healing herbs, although they were almost undoubtedly used in their rituals and things as well.
Marked by occasional sting, a draping in my own language.
Names of stones are 'yoga' 'insect' 'somewhere beneath you'
Painless needle is native tongue, spit in the waters of galaxy.
Lying on back of breath, I deflect palm; it might return.
One leg aches like the Red Sea. One leg bakes in the sun.
The room lies drugged at the feet of the ceiling. That...
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Names of stones are 'yoga' 'insect' 'somewhere beneath you'
Painless needle is native tongue, spit in the waters of galaxy.
Lying on back of breath, I deflect palm; it might return.
One leg aches like the Red Sea. One leg bakes in the sun.
The room lies drugged at the feet of the ceiling. That...
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neuroticanne:
love the words... 
huck:
The room lies drugged at the feet of the ceiling.
third poem for Jim Carroll
"...and you're jaunty and
elegant and confused and
witty and
you set fire
to your own skull..."
In recent
Photos
You look like
T.S. Eliot's
Old
Lesbian
Sister. So
You've outlived
And out
Lined your
Rage, gummed
Everything twice
With
Full
Sharp
Soft
Razor
Teeth.
I'm tired of you in blackened puropse.
We're down here a lot. I'm tired of...
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"...and you're jaunty and
elegant and confused and
witty and
you set fire
to your own skull..."
In recent
Photos
You look like
T.S. Eliot's
Old
Lesbian
Sister. So
You've outlived
And out
Lined your
Rage, gummed
Everything twice
With
Full
Sharp
Soft
Razor
Teeth.
I'm tired of you in blackened puropse.
We're down here a lot. I'm tired of...
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luxdivon:
the horoscopes are from www.freewillastrology.com -- they're amazing. to get a full weekly reading it is $6 but well worth the money for a weekly meditation. he has me addicted its my half cocked cheap therapy. 
its my half cocked cheap therapy. 
fatality:
I am always a fan of those sharp, staccatto poems with rhythms like erratic alarm clocks. Really.
Can one be delicate in continuum?
Where the winged mind sleeps
Much less than stone-gaze
Half open. Can one breed
Harshness like cancer is
Some odd colt in multitple,
Flowing from a hive? Dumbness
Is a blue sky, a blue eye
Downstream of substance. I see
Revolution as solution too cloudy
To drink. This gross generation
Is a Pegasus in a factory
Of glue, sleeping...
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Where the winged mind sleeps
Much less than stone-gaze
Half open. Can one breed
Harshness like cancer is
Some odd colt in multitple,
Flowing from a hive? Dumbness
Is a blue sky, a blue eye
Downstream of substance. I see
Revolution as solution too cloudy
To drink. This gross generation
Is a Pegasus in a factory
Of glue, sleeping...
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y:
Good morning.
Melancholy is my muse. (Along with alliterative assertions, it would seem
)
Van Vliet is sorely under-appreciated, and I'm glad you like him. His impasto-ness is very inspiring, I must admit. But I don't work in oils any more so that inspiration isn't much good to me, unfortunately. I'm bent on creating some serious art using watercolours; I love how they allow you to work with light.
Is it Beefheart.com you're talking about? Or is there some brilliant site I've yet to hear about? I love his paintings of the last 15 years or so, especially this one called "Ghost Lemon". You should give a listen to his music - it's really outstanding stuff.
I have a soft spot for Beuys' hare stuff as well; hares are my favourite animals. His drawings probably impress me more than any other drawings by any other artist.
Who is Robert Duncan?
Melancholy is my muse. (Along with alliterative assertions, it would seem
)
Van Vliet is sorely under-appreciated, and I'm glad you like him. His impasto-ness is very inspiring, I must admit. But I don't work in oils any more so that inspiration isn't much good to me, unfortunately. I'm bent on creating some serious art using watercolours; I love how they allow you to work with light.
Is it Beefheart.com you're talking about? Or is there some brilliant site I've yet to hear about? I love his paintings of the last 15 years or so, especially this one called "Ghost Lemon". You should give a listen to his music - it's really outstanding stuff.
I have a soft spot for Beuys' hare stuff as well; hares are my favourite animals. His drawings probably impress me more than any other drawings by any other artist.
Who is Robert Duncan?
mistressvamp:
Beautiful as always it is a great mind you have there. Hope all is well. 
Hope all is well. I recalled the hologram
Where I knew I'd done dreaming.
Exit wound is trembling, now
A spoon where a knife would do.
I cut into charm with
Surgery of the pedantic, but
The blade spills graves of sugar,
Enough in the tiny hollow
To rot a crystal tooth. Only
Truth can focus this beam:
I know nothing sweeter
Than the velvet crust
Of black milk...
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Where I knew I'd done dreaming.
Exit wound is trembling, now
A spoon where a knife would do.
I cut into charm with
Surgery of the pedantic, but
The blade spills graves of sugar,
Enough in the tiny hollow
To rot a crystal tooth. Only
Truth can focus this beam:
I know nothing sweeter
Than the velvet crust
Of black milk...
Read More
eccentric:
i've been alright...sleep deprived. hate my current day job...and emmotions on on the rise and fall all too often. posted the set in the "hopefulls" forum. i'm not even that obsessed with the idea of being an SG, that was more a wierd whim idea origionally....but now its a chalenge i can't stand to fail at. i'm bad at failing gracefully...my better/and worst traights lie in my determination and competitive nature. thanks for the suggestions on SG writers.
friedbanana:
That first piece is great. I love the imagery of the beginning.
The cannibals wanted Lazarus.
And so did the crows. The reasons
Differed. Here's an opinion: landfall
Of any bird is less than event, but
Something in the flying coal spent
Too much eye finding the cave.
Long-haired lover, they lost. Future
Stigmata crossed their fingers to direct
The dream of flow. Jesus, what did they eat
The ones whose meal you beat to the punch...
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And so did the crows. The reasons
Differed. Here's an opinion: landfall
Of any bird is less than event, but
Something in the flying coal spent
Too much eye finding the cave.
Long-haired lover, they lost. Future
Stigmata crossed their fingers to direct
The dream of flow. Jesus, what did they eat
The ones whose meal you beat to the punch...
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friedbanana:
I'm a big fan of anything intelligent that comes from the automatic process.
As far as beards....When mine gets to the trimming point, I usually screw it up and shave it.
As far as beards....When mine gets to the trimming point, I usually screw it up and shave it.
friedbanana:
Sometimes I do the half and half too and I usually shave drunk.
This is the second time my hair has been longish. I'm keeping it for awhile.
This is the second time my hair has been longish. I'm keeping it for awhile.
As always... love the words!