labradoodle breeder

(bernie sanders with a zither an autoharp via via ruth reifeis on fb)

Time-lapse Lyrids.

"Thine eyes lift upward to the love, that whirls" --Longfellow's Dante, Purgatorio XIX.

A happy birthday.

gummycapybara GALES
aromasplinter fervid AGENT

a roadbed salad lolls its twittering LEASE
parables ENSUE

rusted STEEL
that a salad lad's bordello HARKS

this posh ARENA
a solar oddball leads, plenilunes REPEL

a dollar loads blades of KNELL
each SALLY

Spoonful of Chlorox.

(via via anna palmer on fb)

Fire.

('Flickering mesh of/ light in the pool where no one/ ever goes swimming.')

19th horse of the apocalypse

(via aestheticneons on tumblr)

Citations.

"If clearness about things produces a fundamental despair, a fundamental despair in turn produces a remarkable clearness or even playfulness about ordinary matters." --Santayana

Our view of the harbor.

mutterings from the ice box
taraxigenic solitude BAILS

rules ANNUL
the outcome, INFRA

who knows what beyond this collabyrinth LURKS
budgets SLASH
the dead world without us SPINS

nevertheless, habits · stem PANIC
cultivate INNER
i wonder about my Oklahoma NIECE

next turn of the SCREW
twirls wheel of our foundering VESSEL
mists ENCASE

streets full of selfappointed pandemic SCOUTS
sweating in private SAUNAS

face to face with our precise ESTATE
parable much the LESSER

Que sera, sera.

Fantasy books by trans authors.

butterflies drink turtle tears

(pic by mike brooks via darius frasure on fb)

Loynaz download.

CEOs in bugout mode
lie down in the empty freeway

as the rain starts
the lights go out

MUNJYKAI
i quilt ocean

TERBILMA
acquit no lie

The last 78s.

translation of Issa

Xorlo. (Not to be confused with the The Horla.)

haiku: The world is but a single dewdropn set
trembling upon a stem...and yet...and yet. (tr Stewart)

PA DIRGYJAU GE
TERDI GI JIMCA CPANA
DESKU .AICU'I

('One waterdrop is
the world, as on a twig it
trembles. --I don't know!')

Fake.

(via)

pindi banzu

(via)

"Imagine Dido Queen of Carthage asking in fury 'Shall a stranger give me the slampam?' "

"soft drizzle
nothing left
a deep resonance"

--@poem_exe

Unravel.

source of all our ILLS
radioactive LOOT
combination LOSE

in this morass i STEW
not by force of ARMS
get at the abstract ROOT

geomantic MODE
woe & idiot STEW
dancing on a WHIM

coilname on which to HONE
struck in sundry INNS
teeth feverish to MESH

Dalmatian--the language. Reviving it.

my dinner with mudbug

Theme from El Cid.

   miles i crawled
at last cresting
   some bare hill
higher to view
   low wishes
in a louche dream
   to crawl back
to obey whist

Thermokarst lakes.

Retrieved from jbosnu on yahoogroups:

I just noticed that in cukta1 of my book luryri'e, in the
jbopemci "xekcpi ctino" ('Blackbird Shadow'), 3 lines were
inadvertantly omitted. After line 10 (co'u nunkla) and before the next
line (.i mi ge nenri), i should have put:

.i le galrai grute
simsa penci
ca se gusni

m.

78. PAGRE, wolf 424, flower gap

(pic from ИНСАН, ЗАМАН, ИЗЛЗР by Ј. ШАМИЛОВУН [1974])

"Dreaming’s defeat we kept dreaming."

spiderverse vaporwave
"99 Tears" are the
99 names of Allah

place where the witches were
O, genie torpedos word rows.
Ode protein: ego.

quit pressin' on the ring
to get it back in true

"I think we can rule parts of the world, for a night at a time."

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?

70. dictionary of survival sex

(via)

"Cloud-shadows of seasons revisit the earth,
odourless myrrh borne by the wandering kings."

--Geoffrey Hill

" No one really believes these alien planets you invented are actually there; to be honest, no one really believes this bus station you drew so painstakingly from life is actually there."

TOLKRI RODA
Inspector Pyrrho
Ice Station Buddha

TOLKRI RODA
eucalyptus panda
dum spiro, spero

TOLKRI RODA
Inspector Pyrrho

car exhaust white
where it hits the sun
at a light on Campbell

smell of leather gloves
blends with the smell of hot asphault
scratch my nose downtown Richardson

the dentist scene in Tlooth
if the sun's rays are a koan

smell of truck exhaust
cut with the rain

he has laid out the cards
seen what can be done

not with another draw

As Silverberg comments in his introduction to 'Dancers in the Time-Flux' (1983), a story set in the same universe as Son of Man, his goal was 'to reproduce in prose form some of the visionary aspects of life in that heady era [the 1960s] and pass off the result as a portrait of the far, far future.' "

42. 6 days of the kondo

(via dualvoidanima on tumblr)

"That Haraway’s name was less routinely dropped in press releases and curatorial statements this year than last might be taken as evidence that her ideas have percolated through to the theoretical bedrock of contemporary art."

through the high sentences
there was time
uncial striation
is carnal tuition

warble of the job routine
fletcher niebelung
uncial striation
is carnal tuition

LE CRITU MORNA
i download for free
uncial striation
is carnal tuition

this is war
you are here to be destroyed

by our games gone haywire
this is war

as scourges never were
in the war god's stride

this is war
you are here

to be destroyed

"...I forgot I'd learned to recognize the sound of
my bones becoming brittle..."

31. ten kinds of melted sunrise

Lost Coltrane album. "Coltrane’s music during that period, possibly encouraged by the cathedral-like room, became blimpier and churchier."

dirgewrixle solastalgia
voice can no longer reach
those notes · ice
on the famous peaks

but a bike from a car
but giving up straws

tears in the sea
necessary tears

these bright overcast
now typical skies

i love you so much
i wish it could help

if i knew then
what i know now

i would of kept the Buick

"...in the imaginary city of Lojbanistan called La Xagvar, where nonconforming Lojbanists are said to congregate, it is still the customary greeting to ask, 'What base do you count in?' "

(via aestheticneons on tumblr)

24. zilcrino

(fuzzyghost on tumblr)

"Bobby Fischer was an expert at solving the 15-Puzzle. He had been timed to be able to solve it within 25 seconds; Fischer demonstrated this on November 8, 1972, on The Tonight Show..."

bare cerulean boiling
through the high sentences
there was time
it could have wondered

anything to be occasioned
descending stocks and sinister angels

that is the transaction's
         white
pit step deity tone
we stay among the hills of the
         voice
moribund as a reason

12. pleasure in ruins

Rattle: poets respond.

a lesson to learn time
not by sepia parted

were you always
waiting in this dust

day neither storm nor not
GU'E PURCI BALVI

GI BALVI PURCI
the glare on seven roads

& obscurer
transformations

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)

highly composite number

The woman who took on Standard Oil.

throat becalmed, year of the quiet sun;
from this collection nada shall be saved.

the sickness of our bodies mirrors
the sickness of our world

ordalic bumf
& partial recovery despite all odds

magazine faces with punched-out eyes
the weight of the invisible

low sun above pale gray fields
PILDA CNITA

FOLDI
the desire for sleep moderate
silence

in the torture garden

5050

"I did wonder though whether Dido had been blonde; she'd seemed more like a brunette to me, in the rest of the story." --Atwood

Reuploaded.

the slow fire
CARVI JE NAVNI
subfusc & orange glow

recombinant lyric
cicerone of electroclash
the quest for cinders

subfusc & orange glow
circus rings roar
at this pratfall

CARVI JE NAVNI

muk-bang

"The trouble with reasonable liberal people, though, is that they tolerate intolerance better than the intolerant tolerate tolerance." --Momus

Simpsonwave.

"I heard one cancer survivor describe this political moment as the period right after diagnosis and before treatment, where you’re slammed around between hope, delusion, dread, denial, joy, resignation and regret." --Ani Difranco

dark gray all of them
now that it's the color of mine

Tafiq y jgari Jehu,
hejira gjyqi fat.

showy Warnung

to lay a trail
in the seedforest

Jericho skull
spiders in the Christmas tree

Kything.

"TRUMP'S CABINET is an anagram of 'TIS BUT CRAP MEN" --@SaladinAhmed

lizajetenat

(Yyldyz Hotel, Ashgabat, via dntours-business dot com)

Rockabilly as a lifestyle.

" 'I choose not to believe in any gods as an act of charity,' Marcus said.

'Charity toward whom?'

'Toward the gods. Seems rude to think they couldn't make a world better than this,' Marcus said." --Daniel Abraham, The Dragon's Path (2011)

Missing Scholz's Star.

"Black buzzards were hanging in the hot air discussing whether this would be ‘carrion evening’ or not." --R A Lafferty, "Tongues of the Matagorda" (1982)

The palindromes of Bletchley Park. "Many of the great palindromes we know today were published immediately after World War II in the British journal Notes and Queries by one man, an itinerant engineer from the northwest suburbs of London." (via metafilter)

Guide to the Phantom Dark Age.

"and such pain is so familiar
that I know its colour!...--"

--Gennady Aygi, Selected Poems 1954-94 tr P France (1997)

Rimbaud museum in Harar.

"Hugo Black was once required by politeness to attend the funeral of a legal colleague he disliked. When a late-arriving colleague asked what had happened thus far, he replied, 'The defense opened.' " --Arthur Hlavaty, in: Nice Distinctions 26

"The essential color..."

"Shaviro helps to restore to poiesis its properly antic and slapstick materiality." --Kurt Newman in The New Inquiry (via woods_lot)

a hothead dwarf howl

Transient Theater.

(via planetary dot org)

Cyberpunk Academy. (Held in, of course, the city formerly known as Fiume.)

"We were in Chile that year, 2002, chasing Pluto’s shadow."

(via marevueweb dot com via silliman's blog)

Hijab tourism.

Death of Lord Haw Haw.

No Woman No Cry in Lojban.

"Yes child, enjoy your naive appreciation of life's novelty."

War is a weather. Being hunted is personal.

"Fast Zombies don't signify death. They are nature's brutal swift attack. They are the Tsunami, not the plague. They are the bomb on the bus. The bear charging. The bees. Oh god the bees. As more and more disasters occur on live TV, as the water table mounts, and hurricanes wipe out more coastal cities, why the fuck would I dream of a being enveloped slowly? It's happening faster than that right in front of our eyes." --Potomac Avenue

(via dangerouslybored dot com)

Three memes or topics, of the present or recent past, that continue to engage me are Hauntology, Dark Ecology, & Accelerationism.

To me the first is more a flavor than a movement, a mood more than a concept, but if it were to be conceptualized at all, it would have to be as the third between Retro (to copy, FUKPI, the past) and "Fashion Forward" (to forget, TOLMORJI--even the recent past): remember MORJI (or maybe better, culturally-remember KULNU MORJI). The feeling is that of being haunted by what is different. "I feel/ your absence like the ringing of bells silenced..." --Robert Duncan. I have mentioned in this connection the recent film of Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy.

Dark Ecology expresses the recognition that it's already past the point of no return, in so many ways, concerning the fate of our planet--& to dwell in this recognition. The third between perish CANCI and reproduce RORCI would be: survive RENVI. It's the future we didn't want. Neither the fantasy of Apocalypse nor the fantasy of Techno-Rapture, but to find a way through, & an identity from that path. I think of the movie The Addiction here.

Accelerationism does not mean the literal, Maoist provocation of making what is falling to fall down faster. (There's no point in that, when those in the driver's seat are leadfooting it blindfold anyway.) It's the third between fight DAMBA and deny NATFE: to accept NALXARNU. I associate this with the Japanese aesthetic of kintsugi, or 'beautiful repair'. Something is broken, & the repair CIKRE is going to be obvious. Thus the saying, LE BANZU CUNU TOLMILXE CIKRE. The movie Skyfall.

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