A stormy morning as willowy Ophelia

A stormy morning as willowy Ophelia scours her way across Hibernia and on into the Hebrides & before me appear’d everything opened & closed & tickering re- elucidating esoteric principles & explaining mantra & clarifffnng a selection of bzerooul eleventh-century statues in Weeoigfyt Tibet together with many superb diagrams designedto “clarifv still & further more... Continue Reading →

Deadly cruise

Deadly Cruise (April 9, 2017) Beach-riding traffic at a standstill wake up wake for crime isn’t cool throw yourself off a cliff decide which foods are healthier Dick fled officials urging motorists arrested on 2 counts go deaf revisit Anselm Kieffer learn the bene- fits of pickles give orders carry the weight of the archery... Continue Reading →

Marcel’s Prayer

He got deeply-held grocery eyes, him. Pleased, he had went roughing round. He fill him stomach, my cousin. He BM my rightful challenge. He chop the “Where I Pine” over and again. Queasy now, him all and miraculously Halfway there, And we his A-OK stripped bare. Me center. He open what sack-a-dust? “He so afraid,”... Continue Reading →

Rosehips

mundane starry senses borrowed for paled eyes recite wishes frozen or things circumscribed whose supreme transparency flowers in the reverse of neither weak grace turned to intoxication forever nor sentimentality sentenced to life everlasting how can you be certain that there must be some hope for the one pure ideal species indivisible its words pushing... Continue Reading →

Light in the Darkness

(On an untitled photograph by Diana Young) Does light in the darkness speak to you? Do the hues, the values, the shapes whisper a story, choke you with a curse, or do they permit you to breathe the ignited air? No direction, only lust? It’s all about photons, isn’t it, and how they jazz up... Continue Reading →

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