How many roads we take that lead to Nowhere, The alley overgrown, no meaning now but loss: Not that veritable garden where everything comes easy.
In my craft or sullen art Exercised in the still night When only the moon rages And the lovers lie abed With all their griefs in their arms, I labour by singing light Not for ambition or bread Or…
All of the arts of illusion are like this: even crafting the poem which steers the flat hulk of words through its narrow neck then lofts mainsails by manipulating strings, exerting influence. The…
The abnihilization of the etym by . . . the first lord of Hurtreford expolodotonates through Parsuralia with an ivanmorinthorrorumble fragoromboassity amidwhiches general uttermost confussion are…
They say love is just chemicals In your bloodstream, tiny baubles, Inscrutable in their subtle action. You say love is a physical force, An emotion greater than any other, So impossible to…
That outré architecture the clouds! I came out dog tired my eyes smeared with words & saw them. I had to laugh. Nature exceeds me in everything including folly. That's truth enough…
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Charles Limb and Allen R. Braun have been observing the brains of jazz musicians when they improvise.
Dark clouds of thought were unproven examples Of the principle of doubt transforming the future They assumed the management of progress As psychic discipline for fools and thieves Readily…
There once was a time On the banks of an Icelandic river marsh Where there lived a fisherman with his wife And they had three daughters. Then came one day When the three little daughters all…
The writer is doubtless stricken with writers block And can thus, for weeks, vanish into a myriad of dark rooms Where conversation dangles under glistening rows of liquor. The programmer is expected…
However many gaze across the evening At these crowded tentacles of suburb? Skulking gibboard ghettos bordered By sanded concrete fringes, locking The mediocre and the restless, Fuming with resentment, For…
In the communities of the Paleolithic, archeologists often find a single dwelling, isolated from the others, at the boundary between the community and the wilds of the world beyond; this is…
Michael Moore: "Bush lied to the American people" Bill O'Reilly: "It's not a lie if you believe it to be true" The O'Reilly Factor: FOXNews, July 27, 2004 Wow - the greatest irony in…
Lay down these words before your mind like rocks.
"You solipsistic bastard", she said As if what she really wanted was a justification For why the earth was simply circling Her own sun, that vainglorious obsession, A swelling black hole closet Hoarding…
The unremitting voice of nightly streams That wastes so oft, we think, its tuneful powers, If neither soothing to the worm that gleams Through dewy grass, nor small birds hushed in…
The synthesis of form Is not as some have thought A process whereby time Unwravels the intentions Of a hidden creator. But removing the teleological Source of all life Does not make the universe Cold…
What error correcting code could cross the much vaunted gap Of people as particles, or functions of an ever fluctuating wave? Attraction and repulsion are forces, of matter, they don't, At least…
So stood the young man On the verge of never holding back, But never still yet Oblivious to praise, He could only focus on the chinks in his armour Small steps in a search…
From time to time we take our pen in hand And scribble symbols on a blank white sheet. Their meaning is at everyone's command; It is a game whose rules…