May 2013
65 posts
“There is a spell, for instance,
in every sea-shell:
continuous, the seathrust...”
– H.D. (via b1oodstream)
“When in the company of the gods,
I loved and was loved,
never was my mind...”
– HD, “The Wall Do Not Fall” (part 5)
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Stephane Mallarme
Anguish
Tonight, I come not conquering your body, 0 beast of a nation’s sin: nor stirring in your hair’s impurities the sad storm
of incurable ennui my kiss dispenses. From your couch I crave profound slumber without dreams, hovering under nameless
mantlings, the remorse that you, too, may taste, for all your sable falsehoods — you who of nothingness...
llevelling:
dadoodoflow:
Today is the day, in 2007, my best friend died. There is nothing special, profound, sad, happy, or anything about it. It is just the day he died. I miss him terribly. So post “FUCK for William Pisarri.” Not because you lost someone. Only because he is gone and you fucking never met him and your life is smaller.
fuck for william pisarri
leavemealoneplease:
dadoodoflow:
Today is the day, in 2007, my best friend died. There is nothing special, profound, sad, happy, or anything about it. It is just the day he died. I miss him terribly. So post the word FUCK for William Pisarri.
FUCK
Fuck for William Pisarri.
Today is the day, in 2007, my best friend died. There is nothing special, profound, sad, happy, or anything about it. It is just the day he died. I miss him terribly. So post “FUCK for William Pisarri.” Not because you lost someone. Only because he is gone and you fucking never met him and your life is smaller.
One Finger Exercises
Little JO in a Prospect
of Vaginas. I shit at
thresholds. The Man who was
born with all the sperm
he will ever have. Charms
are not, they said, grace.
The early fertility Mary’s books
set out to burn us
with fire.By alternate pressure
and concession by contest and
by kindness impure and nocturnal.
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“i top you i am a poet”
Alice Notley Reason and Other Women
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MICROPOETRIES. The term m. refers positively to the rawness of fragmentary, ephemeral, non-literary, unintentional or otherwise “unviable” poetry: doggerel, occasional verse by amateurs and other para-literary detritus that, because of its high degree of defamiliarization, achieves the poetic in its effect on the reader, audience, or recipient. Because audiences and poetic discourses vary widely,...
LOGOGENESIS: Presented below are eight of ninety new words coined & defined by a “chronic schizophrenic.” Psychiatrist David V. Forrest who compiled them labelled the process of mind “poesis” & defined it by such characteristics as a tendency to concrete thinking, a use of self-created symbols “which have no consensual validation,” a logic of punning, metaphor, and “transient resemblances”...
How Do Fools Fall in Love and Why Can’t They Do things with Words?
-Bruce Stater-
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Barry Allen is Dead
I wanted to be
like the Flash
before me. Barry
Allen. My uncle.
I would’ve
been a cop.
Just like
my uncle
was.
The Kommunist Manifesto or Wot We Wukkerz Want Bi Charley Marx un Fred Engels Redacted un traduced intuht’ dialect uht’ west riding er Yorkshuh bi Steve McCaffery, eh son of that shire. Transcribed in Calgary25 November to 3 December 1977 un dedicated entirely to Messoors Robert Filliou and George Brecht uv wooz original idea this is a reullizayshun.
Nan sithi, thuzzer booergy-mister mouchin un...
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‘The Queen of Sheba’s garter’
Poems for Hermes & Hulk
I embalm my erections
with myrrh until a
lily buds forth
.
When you cuckold me I
grow a cobra crest and
butterfly antennae I
become a parasite of dis
appointment and eat my
fill
.
Poets are fucking useless
unless they confuse the
erect serpent with the
Caduceus
.
Snakes are fucking awesome
instead of poems they bite
bite bite you.
Guide to the David Wojnarowicz Papers ca.... →
havesexwithghosts:
Orvil had a literal materialistic picture of his own heart, soft, bleeding, frightening as butcher’s meat. It was blind, yet with a life all its own. Orvil saw this thing thrown down on the stone slab, and the answering uprush of quiet snuff-like dust from the skeleton’s left side. He imagined the aromatic acrid dust rising up in a cloud and enveloping the wet cushiony heart,...
“If it were as splendid as all that
If the destruction were total
If it took...”
– Philip Whalen, “Against the Magic War: An Open Letter to Robert Duncan” (The Collected Poems of Philip Whalen)
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I’ve found my genre: caustic swish
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“Another thing to distrust is the tendency to relate the question of...”
– Michel Foucault, Friendship as a Way of Life (via dagseoul)
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“[describing a leather bar] Shows typically include spanking, flagellation,...”
– Lauren Berlant and Michael Warner
“Sex in Public”
(via refillsare50cents)
“Do I care? Do I care more than I reflect? Do I love madly? Get as deep as...”
– Great Expectations, Kathy Acker (via amnesiac1331)
“Poetry is made in the bed, like shame.”
– Charles Simic (via adornoble)
IN A COMMONWEALTH STATE GETTIN’ WEALTHY
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Things That Are Aaron Carter’s “Aaron’s Party (Come Get It)”
Paul McCartney’s “Jet”
Kendrick Lamar’s “Backseat Freestyle”
Maybe that aggro-hiphop phase of Godflesh (in dub)
Living to 74
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Lorca will always keep.
“In the meadow
my heart danced
(a cypress shadow
on the wind)
and a tree...”
– Federico García Lorca (via loieloie)
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vice: hipster sexism
#the privilege hetero rock and roller and the people he wants to fuck.
memejacker:
Imagine someone that regularly pays $40 or more for academic journal articles like some businessperson that reads up on anthropological research or commentaries on Heidegger for fun
If Wallace Stevens had internet.
make an offering of roses, sheep’s milk, and honeycomb at your altar, while clad in cutoff purple jeans and intoxicated on an Incredible Hulk.
