Month: October 2023

  • Noetic Emergence

    San Damiano encircles possible leaflets under sanguine tongues, biting graphite, granite salt dispersed in wind engines, engaging phosphorous debacles for permutations, for weight, for her glass precision. The defendant is...

  • Black Locust

    robina, marrow of hunted earth regather your pardons from the soil your draff roots encumber the witnesses a gentle bow stirs the sound of traffic coreopsis vines scalp the dew...

  • Those sundry amber lakes

    there are sundry amber lakes joyous, enriched by the labor of timeless hearts and stout in burnt persuasion, bay leaves, triumphant moons that arch stars to proper evolving tender harmonies...

  • Bitter Paideia Dreams

    Where the drill swings affront to old music in tired weeks, convulsions lift weights swallow teeth from liger dreams, transit projective beams loose jaws and bear grim shifts, a dark...

  • Escorting Passengers

    “Indecision burrowed in our throat,” forever / vacant beneath the resistance for “dreams in our lungs,” narrow condolences born valuable. Lasting hundreds of years, “we share,” children in uniforms “scorched...

  • Fuller’s Earth

    early morning heretics empiricists who become vengeful ghosts a crude romance between wonder and astonishment past stencil objects neglecting its true nature a thing exposed, a moment in taunt distilling...

  • Knock Out Roses for China

    Knock out roses And the Lord said Lift these roses now you know how much a child weighs place these roots And the Lord said Take these roots and take...

  • Northing Ravels

    Plumb disposed in shrieking cavern walls Where sjambok treads the sun and lisp new waves No heir or torrent glissé nadir pains But marked by a glass eel toiling falls...

  • Lighter Time of Day

    Coulisse tapestry subsumes ardent play a miasma applause rifts balconies high contusion ripples from the stage, a low coarse rescinds subtle tragedy Where naturalism would not grieve entry but negates...

  • Song for Mornings

    lacustrine voyages invite mean fleeting memories objects distilled know more grasp, than riding currents stallage weights cry for morning light under staithe no meadows but palstav marks the currency where...