white wedding (day 158)

"Human beings are difficult. We’re difficult to ourselves, we’re difficult to each other. And we are mysteries to ourselves, we are mysteries to each other."

"...the living Leviathan has never yet fairly floated himself for his portrait..." --@MobyDickatSea

"Because the darkness was already here."

signpost eaten like birdseed
sound of my growing hair
iyoh
thioglycolate

hour of realization
hour of dove song

Kumu.

Songs are the shortest distance, as numbers are the longest, to the heart.

(@DCist via @MikeSpeaks)

abah hoqoi (day 152)

The Big Book of Modern Fantasy.

"Cor Caroli, the killing star, shone out above the Snort through wisps of high cirrus. Down by the river, the wrecking yards were silent." --The Centauri Device (1974)

Dreadful Hollow.

stint straggler
widdershinto
angel stoop
is attained brogue
parkour egg
against slouch perne

The Friday Poem: Massacre.

"Gray city of strong towers and clustering spires" --Lionel Johnson

(via)

giselian ghazal (day 127)

(via)

Extinct constellations.

"We’re in the vanguard of a nameless battle, a battle without arms or bloodshed or glory: we’re in the vanguard of waiting." --Marguerite Duras via @SvenBirkerts

Hybtwibt.

wascally imperilled LEASE
they keep trying to EXPEL

furtive poem handed over
from an ant to an APHID

i have drowned all my fossicks
in this sweven of a SEINE

levitating turntable
boggles the abused ELDER

pebbles tossed on those rockpiles
brain made out of kapok RILES

solastalgia's noisy cure
Gilead whose codes INURE

fog gathered around a sword
Tlön's advent much less LURID

it was a concept, like, that
i lived in with ERICA

gears imbibe this grade o' sand
oobleck splashed on gray SEDAN

lounging around in louche robes
Sheiak fills its Roche LOBES

the existentialist towel
& the spry spinning OWLET

twitter feed en--Beast--abler
fitter tweed on heath to BLARE

all my sesqixa jitou
crunch of a Frito EERIE

stern tiles spell out entourage
turnstiles stuck at passage STEEP

Organon novus.

"white winter solstice
walking with the meerkat
tangled hair"

--@poem_exe

"I began to realise that the poets I was studying had, for the most part, realised during their lifetimes that they were going to be forgotten."

(@jeffreyford8)

the art of fooling robots (day 120)

(via)

When one has lived a long time alone.

"...nor find sport/ In torch-light treachery or the luring owl" --The Ring and the Book

Golf Angst Entourage.

latticework whose leftover shapes have FADED
broken tools in the strange AGORA

sparks falling
clyte whiffs of DOVER

lemmingtide & tearing down
what took so long to ERECT

inchmeal leap
out of the swirling mists something crazy DARTS

shivers the bulwark
diary of a plunder year CIRCA

retracing the storms
where i got my IDEAS

one has paravent & ombrifuge
but it is the thought from far away that RENDS

crunchy step
broken glass from hasty CADGE

so ready for it to be over
all but the ASSET

was this necessary · that we would be taught
build on SILTS

lying cerulean
ultrageester, IDAHO

what justice
hovers in the pinprick eye like a LASER

hagoday by ragged fists battered
there that isn't THERE

aive quta not by chance
adventuring among the root SORES

We will create a new history, a new aesthetic, and a new religion—even that.

"Now anarchy is only tact when it works badly. Tact is only anarchy when it works well." --G K Chesterton

The stars continue to move in their regular courses, the seasons come and go as before.

st patrick & snakes

(via)

"Hyperacuory, n. a place for more than normal sharpness" --@fantasticvocab

Cheating death.

this flensing knife is like a morning star
school's out
completely

subfusc errandry · too many
cars · you should be at home · listening
we interrupt this program

rust-frosted leaves on the lane-lining both sides hedges
veer
the day that knows not you

no paucity of humans
in this stalker's world
saving my assassin

sesqixa jitou
face BARER

floating my nostrils barely ABOVE
tor Arepo Tenet Opera ROTAS

ev'ry day zombies, EVADE
it's a long way to RESET

waiting for the avalanche to STALL
blow flute-TIBIA

looking for a shortcut that no dread ABETS
serpent LITHE

concentration like a broke LASER
nor are we SAFER

& who will be left ALIVE
to tell the tale of these intentional FIRES

next EVENT
whenever the Devil RESTS

not this space CADET
crazy sea level rising ABOVE

bark DOGES
hole in the black of no horizon EVENT

prisoners TESTY

movies that came & went
embalmed in the previews
left behind by the swerve
as the jabs continue

this flensing knife is like a morning star
school's out
completely

Corona's jaws.

I see that Penderecki has died. His work has always been an inspiration to me. I think he reaches emotions never even attempted by most of the post-Schoenberg composers.

(via)

"...are they Monker and Nakir, come to throw us into them [the hot coals]? does the fatal bridge cross this lake, whose solemn stillness perhaps conceals from us an abyss...?" --Vathek; Beckford's notes to the same give: "Monker and Nakir. These are two black angels of a tremendous appearance, who examine the departed on the subject of his faith; by whom if he give not a satisfactory account, he is sure to be cudgelled with maces of red-hot iron, and tormented more variously than words can describe.... The fatal bridge. This bridge, called in Arabic al Sirat, and said to extend over the infernal gulf, is represented as narrower than a spider's web, and sharper than the edge of a sword."

qab jabemasti

(pic by geof huth on fb)

The skies clear.

    "Atlantis

pale sea O city
after gold made its blue
from day there
there as at morning
under water leaves
is falling
an avenue between one air
over by sea
it
the flowers grow blue down
among themselves
which makes her flowers
it
only through white light leaves
she falls"

--Deep Gimble II.

Been So Long (Bellvue Hospital Blues).

"...Hell, to my affliction,
Is mere snow-water."

--John Webster

forever home

Side effect. (via @joycecaroloates) (or maybe not...)

thorniest of TIARAS
teunaimunuenat to INTONE

solitaire
to ticking ATTUNE

a heavy gilt-framed mirror for long hours
my green vigils were ROUTED

safer left
in granny-ANNEXE

Graywyvern falling in outer space
to land upon some sterile world the SEEDER

Tracker.

sula bendih gadi

Anthology of Persian experimental music. (thank Robert Price!)

my meritorious acts
are sand in the eyes of the fire tornado

one more book
& yet another wretched sonnet

further · into the darkness
that is our last game

solo on the great iridescent washboard
tying to a pole this pallid rag

"A good summary of American politics is that Republicans think Democrats aren’t 'real' Americans but an enemy that needs to be suppressed and destroyed, while Democrats think Republicans will change their ways/minds if they’re sent sheet cakes frosted with lines from Hamilton."

traga breqat

Sometimes i think the self is nothing but a murmuration of co-ordinated noises.

Eta Carinae.

in sunlight to the Moon VASSAL
word transmissions traceless, mild, & then ACTIVE

notice in passing smashed trees
with here & there, STORES

watch radar
listen for the real wail of SIRENS

driverless flying taxis
planned here; clogs, AVENGE

Graywyvern sees them already, skyscraper
jaunts LESSEN

Podcast on Charlotte Mew. (via @maryfrancesness via @anthonyetherin)

(via)

hasyan yecya

"Lives there a man beneath the spacious skies
Who sacred honours to the bard denies?"

--Pope's Odyssey, viii.

"It’s not the ending the characters necessarily wanted. It’s not one that ties up every plot thread."

crows bicker
above roadkill
sunny noon
the flow, gnarly
hill of dreams
now not hardly
i still dodge
adroitly wrecks

Nushagak & Mulchatna.

(via glitchphotography on tumblr)

lincoln in the bergdahl

(via)

"I desperately want to show my daughter the world, yet I despair at what’s become of it, what will have become of it, by the time she understands how much we’ve lost and for what."

1.
landscape of KARST
whose sway gains traction APACE

cinderblock RADON

Rodan’s thrash in CineSCOPE
rears a fane without TENET

2.
losing’s raw GAMUT
rueful hearts cannot ATONE
sighting of a MOOSE

normalcy’s return UNSET
this little mother has TEETH

3.
of closing WISPS
of stark & sober INPUT
mansions from this SPORE

quaff the media PUREE
cannot be the last to STEER

4.
fine rain of ASHES
sun through bare branches is STARK
Tower of HANOI
the steps as these coasts ERODE

we contemplate the last SKIES

5.
giant wingèd CRABS
in whose form the world’s REMAP
ongoing, AMPLE

& our vows fangled of BALSA
melt in the air as we SPEAK

6.
horrorshow ASSET
starring in the Burgess SHALE

Armageddon SAKES
as the monsters we ELECT
in confined space grow TESTY

7.
in the ash CAPER
lit on nitro AGAVE

this random PAEAN
no plesk nor fry can EVADE

it’s our vows we must RENEW

8.
the search never FACED
in the jostle to ADORE
orbit of CONIC
narrated by ERICA

slow turkey much like DECAF

9.
cultivating WARTS
under threat-filled AZURE

on my last RUPEE
so many times * the soft TREAD
of bard-stealth much too SEEDY

10.
the lake’s orange VESTS
half the way there nil EQUIP
& junkie SUMMA
electric chair with TIMER
in Tvashtar a groshing SPARK

11.
telescopic SPRAT
yacht pretty good gunboat PROVE
black assassin ROBES

extraction worse to AVERT
we thought we had done with TESTS

12.
big-endian GATES
watched without the AUDIO
barbaric IDYLL

endangered like the TILDE
worn out like cheap rubber SOLES

13.
penultimate BANGS
target tied to an ABELE
wander the NEGEV
live-streamed slaughter on the GLEBE
gleams presently the SEVEN

14.
duelling VACUA
termination of AEONS

wrap in coil phone CORDS
call the myst’ry not UNDUE

luncheon with the red ASSET

15.
felt but not seen HAIRS
drinking Chartreuse is ARSON

no other ISSUE

to small revolts you must ROUSE
half looking out * nimbly STEER

16.
old crossed-off address
caring befits a RELIC
choice-fetish ELDER
gods * what shakes forth from the SIEVE
can’t-yet-figure-out-what lost SCREW

17.
otherworld DIETS
not Doric nor IONIC
blizzard ENEMA

tire pressure race the TIMER
i am old & bear the SCARS

18.
twilight on the MARSH
wounds on Liberty AGAPE
ruler with RAZOR

jet scooter Alderaan SPORT
screams vying dog-whistle HERTZ

19.
this is not the LARCH
this is not our ALOHA

insanity ROVES

why should we not follow CHEAT
choosing our ends in such HASTE

20.
having that ETHIC
doesn’t make you the clouds’ THANE

irony HAVEN

at mere survival INEPT
says two bits make fifty CENTS

21.
vestige DEISM
sundry cuckoo clocks ENSUE
ride a rogue ISLET

castle supple as SUEDE
all the bad laws you’ve METED

22.
double-ended WICKS
open another INLET

marches lonely CLONE

certificate in KENYA
short track for the train of STEAM

23.
drive three in two LANES
the helpless-feeling AGENT
pain that is NEWER

trouble yearns for ENEMA
dildo with a leather STRAP

24.
this dark house REBEL
whose lights are the more EERIE
the blindfolded BRIDE

on crucifix of EIDER
each clock with the wrong time LEERS

25.
by bad laws, by GENES
hoi polloi less than EQUAL
calls for a brisk NUDGE

in the realm of the EAGLE
prey makes those great feathers SLEEK

26.
what soothes, what will SCALD
each truth measured in CURIE
& art of ARSON

i scold the other LIONS
no matter we grow less DENSE

27.
gush through the door JAMBS
is it time this shift ABORT

"only a MOVIE"

placated by a small BRIBE
summit win however STEEP

28.
comparison LIMPS
in my public IDAHO
yield no such MANOR

book written on a cell PHONE
the sky erupts in huge SORES

29.
then impetus FADES
shaky-writer’s-hand ABODE

the children can DODGE

an environment less EDGED
someday (how?) from these sharp SEEDS

30.
the Maelstrom of FACTS
no raft of fancy AVAIL
sleep on wet CACTI

by methane lakes on TITAN
Goliath ponders a SLING

31.
t’ward injection TENSE
sings silicon ERICA

if sixes were NINES

this necropastoral SCENE
angst a little death EASES

32.
at dusk face ASHEN
esocya inlari SMILE

break out into HIVES

as the penitent ELECT
go back to their ruined NESTS

33.
perihelion’s FAULT
all the molten disks AGREE

parable URBAN
lifelong on a six-month LEASE

differ a single TENET

34.
carol in HAZAJ
drifting through a world AFIRE
& one more ZIMME
to adorn my nesh ARMOR
hurt worst by the ricochet JEERS

35.
this cliff face, sheer KARST,
has its own frank AROMA

song of the ROTOR
song of the making of SMOKE

we were destined to be TARES

36.
waiting on EURUS
or maybe Queen UHURA
karst that’s RURAL

saucer crash in the URALS
terish like homemade SALSA

37.
stark gun-sung karst

Slave revolt reenactment.

(via @CrookedCosmos)

Mt. Qaf

(pic by lanny quarles on fb)

Orchestral Halloween playlist.

1.
things we cannot CHEAT
while waiting the stars’ HALLO

our gold not ELFIN
our final songs all ALIKE

god our heroines were TONED

2.
the bitter pain STANK
bond of mortise & TENON
cathode & ANODE

a map of lightnings NODAL
as if each defeat a KNELL

3.
the sorrows of MAGMA
for the sky no ALIAS

who bells the GIANT

falling-down candle-lit MANSE
between pages one ASTER

4.
confession too WORDY
more Rotas this OPERA
clownier RERUN

if I promised I was DRUNK
no more to be well-loved YANKS

5.
the next time I LEAPT
on a mount of EMERY

the rest is AESOP

came in looking for some PROSE
we take gelt from all the TYPES

6.
songs on which I PORED
(the poetic OMEGA)
so no more their REIGN

though I’m tomato’d & EGGED
by my own taste * they’re DANDY

7.
blurry tints of PRANG
& the steered car half goes ROGUE
no bard so AGILE

nor so well furnished with NULLS
as I wend through marching GEESE

8.
a road map of thin SCARS
bleach of the largest CORAL

infirm ARENA
in which to manage my RANTS
& my green flash-cop car SLASH

9.
dark outcomes OGLED
meal of a single GUAVA
rig could be LAXER

we await the next EVENT
in our circle game of DARTS

10.
ever have PARIS
Accord * love tears us APART

red fills the RADAR

to the last live IRAQI
flesh from bones these khamsins STRIP

11.
coffee spied TEPID
as the shores of zoom ERODE
fortress not POLAR

patriarch in IDAHO
suiting up for the DEROS

12.
now use subway STRAP
deteriorating TROVE

poet fond of ROLES
any part of this AVERT

not even minor PESTS

13.
venture NASAL
bones deserted AGORA
narcolept SONIC

should the question ARISE
herbal tea with bingo LACED

14.
on the corner CADGE
as we search space ALIEN
bling * snake eyes DICED

home-made cortado * watch GEESE
blank about war not ENDED

15.
big-eyed new FACES
no Aceldamas ABASH

wrath of gray CACTI

polymer of an ESTER
hottest new trend in the SHIRE

16.
washing machine BEEPS
in cyberspace you EXERT
not that * but EERIE
simulacra with a PRICE
growing struggle just to STEER

17.
what the stars ALLOT
yet these myriad paths, LEAVE

the case for LAGER

the twilight of comb-OVERS
strange oracle seems way TERSE

18.
Blatant Beast’s BADDY...
no metric we’d all AGREE

meanwhile sky-DRAMA

philosopher might DEMUR
whether thole the coming YEARS

19.
emperor of RISKS,
each contingency INANE:
reach for SAMOA
might as well * our grassy KNOLL
just the first of umpteen SEALS

20.
gravamen is BLISS
this gyring, pustulent LIGHT,
styrofoam IGLOO

all inquirent can be SHOWN
news that fits on one flat STONE

21. hasyan yecya NESTS
that fetch a little EXTRA

but vellocet STAID

i return to your sweet TRILL
obols rejected, SADLY

22.
suicide by PATCH
utterly TralfamADORE

whale-iv’ry TOWER

see what adopting the CREED
of pirates does to cranched HERDS

23.
a terrier GRABS

someday Liberty RELIT
not by wish ALONE
nor cyber-slash-soma BINGE
but Reason’s cinnamon STEED

24.
don’t know here’s HADES
of Grosz’s clowns * turned AGENT
yellow laughter DENSE
in the antics that ENSUE
one must have cobwebs of STEEL

25.
river of blood, DIRT
demarcates, INERT
base of this REVUE

the parable is TRUER
as the will to reap is STERN

26.
catalog of LARDS
galaxy’s dim arms ADORE
another ROYAL
another language you can DRAWL

catch the only thing that SELLS

27.
mind vellocet RUSTS
en route to grokking ULTRA
generic is STEAL
dratsing our liquescent TRAIT
with residue rust-SALTY

28.
otchkies claim AMISS
which the devil’s joke makes MUNCH
as said my INTRO
yarons ago climbing SCREE
wall in my ev’ryday SHOES

29.
labyrinth AMPLE
for the burrowing MORON
slaughters fit to PRINT
groupthink falls on a LONER
since my latest blog ENTRY

30.
cult in the dank LOFTS
intoxicated OWLET
follow’s Pun’s FLUTE

& each glittering TETRA
self-hooked virulent fish STEAK

31.
parable one BLABS
despair’s shovel or LADLE
pyramid AD HOC

in the antelucan BLOAT
that’s likewise twilight of SECTS

32.
pumpkin spice VALET
for the reasons shared ABOVE
science of LOSER
world cataclysm EVENS

tomorrow’s response is TERSE

33.
variance ACTED
on the party of the CLONE
fetus on TOAST
will uncivil war ENSUE
or past example DETER

34.
to name this SPASM
as we named, unnamed PLUTO

spiralled the AURAS
& whatever was at STAKE
seas parried without MOSES

35.
when the typo POSTS
played by the Brubeck OCTET
for the ears of STONE

& I do not know what TENSE
we are in * Joe Christ * Joe STEEL

36.
to whims we CATER
watch arctic forests AFIRE
O thorn TIARA
Earth will not know how we ERRED
only, she was not READY

37.
wage ebony NAILS
on this etheric ANNAL
not to fire INURE

& if fardels loom too LARGE
tell the rising main i SLEEP

38.
No boob saps a bonobo.

Les filles de illighadad.

(via behexagusthegreat on tumblr)

invisible helmet

--Mankind a disease? I prefer to think of us as a parasite on the way to commensualism. (on Fb)

Treat.

1.
my old choices
yapping at my heels
the sound of sub-marble-sized
glass beads sliding
down a tin trough,
squeal of the microphone

whom the angels call Nokomis
fluttering, phasing
shroud of our compulsions
glints of insight

how unfamiliar
one's own tooth can feel

2.
to tug on my sadness
vertigo of the sleepneed thwarted
all is lost save honor

softer the shadow

3.
necropolibation

necropolitotes
abaq bub
run out of underlining
park on the median
eclipses ago
a trophy

atrophy

from that little to this little more

"He was a pair of ragged orange claws upon the ocean floor, forever scuttling, pinching, reaching for more, a carrion crab, a lobster and a boiling lobster pot in one, a termite, a tyrant over his own little empires."

77. wraethu domdaniel & its sericon

Karen Carpenter's voice, the most beautiful one i know, is like the waters of the Gulf of California: you can see a hundred feet down they're so clear, & it's dark at the bottom--something undefined, that could be death, or oblivion, or ecstasy, you can never tell which. Adele's voice is like that, but turbid with all the drama. You can only see a little ways into it, yet the depth is palpable.

"...it’s tempting to see the shift from wizards and lovelorn vampires to teenagers fighting for their lives in a state-organised spectacle as indicative of general change in the cultural temperature."

airworthy dwine
Glencliff
FOLYLOLDI gain

through teudib
& its dirgewrixle veils

"Was she another of life’s cracked Hummel figurines?

68. strayed Nestorian

"when i did my undergrad in Ecology in 2000, we were told that Garrett Hardin was the racist uncle of our discipline, that we would have to spend our careers disavowing him; that feminism solves the "population bomb" problem,

and that we would spend the rest of our lives explaining that the "tragedy of the commons" was actually that the native farmers were thrown off their land by speculators, only to become footsoldiers for colonizing Ireland and North America, and throwing Amerindians off their land in turn"

ouniq, hiraeth, Upharshin
whelk at the vintage Royal

diverge (the parting of the hair)
up to 19-- one way;
after, another way

music from all times
till i don't know the year

an animation of water
for as long as the water runs

ashes carried to the stars · the air
altogether ice

"It is crammed with illustrations and marginalia on all manner of arcana, including pet rocks, the Sapir-Whorf hypothesis, Borges’s 'Library of Babel,' The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance, Humpty Dumpty, unicorns and the pink fairy armadillo."

39. the power of norton

"So clack your tongue, unhallowed angelus! Start gibbering the profane vespers! Shriek back the godless antiphon! I will join in with you! For I m obscenely consecrated! I, Selda, am the immzculate bride of Hell!" --Harry Hervey, The Damned Don't Cry (1939

"But The Elements's new clothes can't hide the worsening limp and spackled complexion that plague this aging zombie of a book."

me eke
(pillar through meineke)
spend the day your way
line of telephone poles
bare trees another geometry
eighty a few days ago
freezing now · DJGG
         ouniq iyoh
desideratum
burdened with gear
in line at walmart

zarf
caltrops
foraging
in the wopwops
lozenge malachite
orotund riddlethunder
ricochets longueurs proof
of the puddlechief
if gumdrop ship
Fallujah
cafard
zuz

a deck of Kryon cards
falling out battery days
canto las terribles armas de Marte
by the dark
of the moon i planted
one hundred · thousand bombs

landscape of edges we wend bleeding

"I really don't have any problems with Martha Stewart. She handled her jail time with a great deal of grace if you ask me, she seems to love her chickens, and besides that (and most importantly) she is friends with Snoop Dogg and if I envy her for anything it's that and that alone."

(via)

Schicksalstag

(via)

"One suspects, indeed, that Compton-Burnett would not have been pleased to find herself in sequence with E F Benson and P G Wodehouse, for she was obviously a serious woman who wrote novels that she thought realistic about the tyrannies of family and quasi-familial life." --Frivolity Unbound

Fakelore. More.

Nuestra
Nichtigkeit

ilbon yori

Royal is where once
the lightless stretch i took
that were blaze to this

our nothingness
hallowed be thy nomen
headlights on in the daytime
MARGU DARGU chose

drizzle of peptides
hyper Jonas core

Seneca who raised
a tyrant to rule gave
a pretty good philosophy
let's not cast

aspersions

jiaya
vIt'a'
go

in the time that you have

Provocateur of the body. (thread)

count anteoni's confession

A bevy of businessmen on scooters. I steer around them with trepidation, lest one tumble in my path.

Bugonia.

"To manifests itself...in human actions as moral excellence and spontaneity, in other words, in de...The Klingon translator decided to translate this word as ghob, a noun which--like English 'virtue'--denotes conformity of one's conduct to moral principles but--unlike the English word--seems to lack associations with such notions as chastity or virginity. The fact that it is homophonous with the verb ghob, which means 'to fight, battle, do battle, wage war.' seems to lend it the aura of forcefulness." --Solska, ibid

Hauntology lives...in China.

Fortress Plano has
circled its wagons & raised
an invisible

pyramid over ev'ry
stupor, gloze & muttering.

Scardanelli songs
mix with rumble of the road,
unexpected thwarts

that you better not be lost
in a dream when they happen.

Savsannah has it
known this flooding? i am far
& without contacts.

Thinking, on my part, of things
i could buy as my pay drops.

Caravan into
phthisis · constantly watching
scissors, rock, CLAXU

crossing Mockingbird · a call
not this, not that, but many

frost Plimsoll shadow
boundary · it is this kraal
wiry mumchucks fling

& unforgot forms, bruja
or calcspar still loom i pass

miss point i should turn
& all this plan go marplot
play as if vital

sound zooms back to origin
Oak Cliff my first big hill climb

ouniq & Colorado

benbu naigabehati teudibu

stark foam, oaf karst meet
in the delicate myst'ry
of joke & clown lung

a toxic sideshow to care
for more than this winter light

Boro thread.

"People do not deserve to have good writing, they are so pleased with bad." --Emerson in His Journals