Autopoiesis CCI (“All the clouds can feel our bodies change …”)

All the clouds can feel our bodies change is

the beginning of a long poem. Legion

swollen faces drift through sentient blue-or-

ange space is the beginning of a long

poem. He had his things all there, waiting for …

is the beginning of a long poem. Flora

and fauna grow next to and around each

other without names is the beginning

of a long poem or prose. Wicks made of quar-

ter-inch juniper branches were used in

many of the hand lamps found in Lascaux

is the beginning of a long poem and

prose. The Museum of Jurassic Tech-

nology is the beginning of a long prose.

[Note: Sources: Lyn Hejinian, A Border Comedy; Jake Berry, Brambu Drezi; Clark Coolidge, The Crystal Text; Juliana Spahr, The Transformation; Clayton Eshleman, Juniper Fuse: Upper Paleolithic Imagination & the Construction of the Underworld; Christian Bök, ‘Pataphysics: The Poetics of an Imaginary Science]

Comments

[Bob]

You want to come in and visit the MJT sometime? It's right up the block, and amazing.

[bea]

beautiful. reminds me of Derrida's writing as natural form.

[John Bloomberg-Rissman]

Yes to Bob and thanks! to Bea

[sam]

i like this one. very nice. and that museum is great. i went with paavo many years ago.