As/Is







11.30.2010


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11.29.2010


The Great War


Unlike, say, the Gaelic
for kiss my ass, most
Declarations of In-
dependence are top-

heavy with awkward
or extremely dated
references. Some-
times they present

as an organic synthe-
sizer, a Granny Smith
apple perhaps, with a
sound set restricted

to industrial use
because of extremely
mixed reviews. At
other times as an

holistic framework
that purports to look
at all aspects of life
as spiritual practice

but then recommends
the confining of women
to the home & the use
of tanks to shell densely

populated areas. Colon-
ialism is a patriarchal
system. The methods
devour themselves.





Apposite

More of your allure will have been northerly
Than you are able to admire
Once I have shouldered
Blessings carried on the truck

And you have silenced your own urge
To have negotiated
For a larger share
Of even that

Watch out our window
See the moon from this slice
Of time
And the attention this

Requires
Necessity undermines
The courage
Of our reflexes in tandem anymore








11.18.2010


Adam Fieled reads the Apps at the Eris Temple



LINKS FOR APPARITION POEMS IN VIDEO

#1327
The Argotist Online

#1345, 1476, 1480
Jacket Magazine #40

#1504, 1546, 1584, 1651
PennSound

#1613
P.F.S. Post

#1576
Stoning the Devil

You can read Apparition Poems in totem here.

Apparition Poems placed at The Poetry Library at Southbank Centre, London. 








11.14.2010


hot, raw, sex

Hot,
You not rather way always so.
repulsed:
Sex;
hearing someone gets rather way always
so.








11.13.2010


The Great War


Sometimes she con-
fuses words that
sound alike. Such as.
Violets & violence.

So. She thinks the
soldiers are off
picking flowers.
Have brought some

to her. She goes
out walking to show
them off. Back to
the sea. Dressed

for. All in white.
Morning. Her face the
color of violence. Some-
times she confuses

words. Not always.
Life is a parasol.








11.06.2010


geographies: Biarritz









11.01.2010


menth / hole / l'oeil

the undivided rabbit
bounds through cold
listens for longing
the sound of smoke