FCF 81

           I’m not

sure
if I’m
telling a story

here
or unveiling
my mania. It’s

like
the parable
of the wound

and
the voice.
Lava is everywhere.

A
wand passed
over the crowd.

The
wound cries
out. Someone, you

or
me, comes
forward, and says,

I
would like
to learn to

live,
finally. As
if death were

the
ace in
the hole. There’s

a
dog in
the hole. The

dog
is so
freaked out it

won’t
eat the
tranks. All we

can
do is
listen to it

howl.
Does he
know what black

milk
means? the
young tree wears

a
storm of
blossom beside the

bulldozer
and [the]
wires. Thre are

2
ways to
nagivage through this

thing.
They relate
to “embarrassment for

the
flailing comedian” –
and to “the

virgin
boys given to
premature ejaculation”. Or

perhaps
a calculus
that begins I

too
come from
the city of

dolls.
What’s up
with all the

beheaded
Barbies, by
the way? We've

all
heard the
millions of stories

about
beheaded Barbies.
Can someone explain

that
to me?
There enters the

Chorus of Women and unfortunately in the confusion the beginnings of some of their lines are lost but the Stage Manager acts quickly turning the page and the lines of Euripides are enunciated clearly complete with their proper capitalization.

Phaedra is led in by the nurse. Her women follow. The attendants help their mistress to the couch. Tearfully she [blah blah blah], twenty young actors enter, twenty more, [male] for lack of a better descriptive term,

the plot turns again and the scenery rapidly shifts [in]to [and out of] an office, then a prison cell and finally a picnic of

a
fist of
ice an atom

of
hydrogen. The
bed moves an

inch
closer to
the window before

morning.
And though
that shouldn’t have

satisfied
him, it
did. So, let’s

say
something, now
that we’ve got

ourselves
so worked
up. Isaac the

Blind
has an
insight: “The inner,

subtle
essences can
be contemplated only

by
sucking … not by

knowing …”

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comma

ha[i]res are wishes,

especially
dark ones
(but oh so

much
faster and
frenetic; it’s a

wonder
a mere
two dimensional page

can
contain their
velocity). Hare today

goon
tomorrow. Dream
giant cockroach in

the
wall dreams.
We realized at

the
exact same
indescribably horrific moment:

he.

ate.

the.

cheese.

* the stars in the midnight sky are fuzzy and bright — and wet

* several days in paradise, then I make a trip to the county dump, for philosophy, doxa, etc.

There was even talk of a cave — no one’s life was safe. Let’s face it gesture is one of the pleasures of having sex, like gathering rosebuds for a clear complexion. No asterisk. It’s always a good time when it gets difficult to breathe No asterisk.

Tactics mean the world is drying. Years take back the paltry fall of / yesterday, the parking / lot where woman as robot left her meal, prompting a departure of all /others from the tiny / space as though stubble were a launching pad, found charted, and / gears finely worked. Finely not finally. No asterisk.

An
aphorism:
You are nothing

but
birth suspicious
the grounds of

your
birth have
been lifted. Computer,

do
your best,
okay? the weirdly

chaos-
processed small
effect generated just-

right
reverbs — like
gamma-ray bursts —

like
the sound
of a gerbil’s

orgasm —
unaba unafa —
like the fat

fruit
that’d come
free from the

twigs. Even differentials invite the miner’s lettuce into escalation, penny to / the well-pleat. / Indignant fire thinks “red vinca” as it flags across latticework, micron / tougher than vent / respires its fool’s errand in crass hydrolitic colonies, cedar staves and / sister cities.

it’s evening here

brighter than a flea

[Note: Sources: stuff from just about a sonnet’s worth of the poets in the new arrivals lists posted in the last few weeks or so by Eileen Tabios, 7 Jun 09, and Ron Silliman,, 17 Jun 09. Using what I could find on the web by them. Supplemented by a few bits from Silliman’s links post posted 19 Jun 09. And. First, most of the and: Eileen Myles, “The Importance of Being Iceland”, in The Importance of Being Iceland; Cathy Caruth, Unclaimed Experience: Trauma, Narrative, and History; Jacques Derrida, as quoted by Jean Birnbaum, and Derrida himself, in Learning to Live Finally: The Last Interview (trs. Pascale-Anne Brault and Michael Naas). Now, to the lists, which I will intersperse, first something from ET’s, then something from RS’s, etc: Chad Sweeney, “Diurne”, at The Highest Number (I can’t tell from context whether he knows Celan’s Todesfugue …), An Architecture, at Shampoo 29; JBR, email to Eileen Tabios, 20 Jun 09 (cleaned up before sent, but this typing was too goodbad to lose …); Juliana Spahr, on David Buuck, The Shunt, at Wild Horses of Fire, 16 May 09 (didn’t find any Buuck poem itself, after 3 pp. of Google …); Liz Waldner, “A Calculus of Readiness”, at Poets.org; cris cheek and Kirsten Lavers, “The Arts and Entertainment”, in “The Books – sources and procedures”, at Things Not Worth Keeping; Carie Olivia Adams, “A Useless Window”, at The Site of Big Shoulders, and as quoted by John Deming in a review of A Useless Window, at Cold Front Magazine; Camelia Elias, “On the Clock”, “Retreat”, at Frag/ments; Catherine Daly (or Abbey Daly Montgomery) (or??? Perhaps an unintentional display issue??), at A List, A Misc., 13 Jun 09; James Galvin, “Post-Modernism”, at Poets.org; Crag Hill, review of Anselm Berrigan’s Some Notes on My Programming, at Crag Hill’s Poetry Scorecard, 15 May 09; Anselm Berrigan, “Eight Poems from Have a Good One”, at P.F.S. Post; Jean Vengua, “factors”, at Okir, 20 Jun 09; Michael Gizzi, “Hours Dismembered”, at The Sienese Shredder 3; Donna de la Perriere “House (The History of Us All)”, at Emily Dickinson.org; Scott Glassman and Sheila E. Murphy, “Untitled Collaboration”, at The Duplications; Stephen Paul Miller, “Photo Post”, at Marsh Hawk Press, “Off the Top of My Radiohead”, at Chax 4. Back to and. 3 bits from reviews at Cold Front Magazine, week of 15 Jun 09: Molly Sutton Kiefer, referring to something Kim Addonizio said, in a review of Nin Andrews’ Sleeping With Houdini; Thibault Raoult, El P.E.; Lightsey Darst, “Blueberry Picking”; Eileen Myles, “D.H.”, at Eileen Myles.com]

Comments

[Stephen Paul Miller]

some great links

[grb]

Gamma-ray bursts are twittering at
http://www.twitter.com/gammaraybursts/

[John Bloomberg-Rissman]

To: Stephen Paul Miller: well I hope you enjoyed the mashup as well as the links. In any case, your own Critiphoria will probably be next!