Archive for December, 2008
from Zong! by M. NourbeSe Philip
the that fact
the it was
the were
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Tags: M. NourbeSe Philip, Wesleyan University Press, Zong!
attempting again proximity with the dead as though they stay in place unmoved stop
as though I could measure closeness if I scratched it with tiny marks stop
opened again the fine pleating that opening each time damages stop
as if it were a stranger’s hand my hand again replaying the reaching out it failed to do stop
gauging [...]
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Tags: Ahsahta Press, Rusty Morrison, The True Keeps Calm Biding Its Story
Must see and not see
Must not see nothing
Burrow and so burrow
Measuring mastering
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Tags: Susan Howe, The Birthmark, Wesleyan University Press
One of our cats, the apricot-colored one, is sleeping in the computer as I write this. He doesn’t give a shit one way or the other. As long as the machine stays warm.
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Tags: Avec Books, Michael Palmer, The Danish Notebook
I think that then the burning herd
Will turn and follow me towards you
Like unicorns.
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Tags: Jack Spicer, Kevin Killian, Peter Gizzi, Wesleyan University Press
Don’t worry I will tell you everything.
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Tags: Jack Spicer, Kevin Killian, My Vocabulary Did This To Me, Peter Gizzi, Wesleyan University Press
“Listen Bird, why do we have to sit here dying
in a half-furnished room? [...]“
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Tags: Jack Spicer, Kevin Killian, My Vocabulary Did This To Me, Peter Gizzi, Wesleyan University Press
deluge of bric-a-brac is reality &then what else matters?
