Posts tagged procedural poetry
TME KMPRN (It’s cool, but it’s not poetry is it?)
Dec 28th
TME KMPRN
Taught to dream
not with his head
but with his hands.
Inside he’s naked
and a little girl.
She loves, and alone
They leave, and die
young dos elastique
and so the sea finds
comical the combinations
in French soils .
Now never screaming
froid et subtle
dates nor eyes
nor your voice
added with their wounds
move our city of displacement.
And I am left screaming:
WHY SHOULD I PAY THE COUNCIL TAX?
Bastards.
Poem: ‘horizon’ (and some thoughts on procedural poetry)
Dec 16th
the horizon
fixed the abyss to an eyelid
there I was
stretched like vessels
across the sky
before learning as adults
my thoughts pressed
along the flow of a
plume
until the pressure was subdued
more it gazed into me,
More I aged, per mesi…
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roots
Dec 8th
The next time you’re doing a translation, don’t use the dictionary. If you don’t know the word, pick something that it sounds of. Otherwise, just guess. It will probably be all right.
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Somewhere
there is a woman,
her hips wind like a river,
her language like our hands
stretched out in a thousand words.
Spread through the fields the
daggers pass
like
my
thoughts.
But we are suspended like
months upon our words,
in the Gardens where we weep,
misreadings
Nov 29th
doodles, scribbles and misreadings are like ghosts
‘Yes, there are only ever misreadings, of course; but mine is the correct one…’
Donald Paterson, The Book of Shadows
COPS RELEASE TIGER –
911 CALL at the end.
Brightened my commute to London.
BROWN SHUFFLES HIS CABARET.
Suppose our misreadings are something else?
Paris in the
the spring
Tiny foreign bodies flying past a lense unnoticed
beast
bicicletta-felicità; felicità
amiable beast profound and literary
dressed in english cotton
despite its its years
does not feel guided by literary texture
but by machine-readable form
