beginning,
if anywhere,
at Babel, or
at
the tik
tik tik tik
tik
tik tik
tik tik tik
tik
tik tik
tik tik tik
tik
tik tik
tik tik tik
tik
that underlies
“this sensorium” as
if
there were
a differánce between
a
connection and
an aporia. What’s
throwing
all that
heat, who’s potholing
in
a number
of obscure places?
Schopenhauer
already knew
that thought is
medically
disastrous, Nietzsche
proved it. “Paint
the
town blue”
(Barrett Watten). Our
precious
personal identities
are just brand-
tags
for trading
crumbs of labour-
power
on the
libidino-economic junk
circuit.
This is
getting good, isn’t
it?
like the
praise cast still
at
day         Assuage
of rose of
eye
lovingly sun
O sun with
the
dreadful of
kind full! of
the
organ of
move Shoulder are
the
vines are
the plus are
the
the loping
topoi, the crawl
to
the nearness
of your elbow,
angle
rounding, rounding
to the coil.
The
wing is
not static but
frayed,
layered, fettered,
furling and stony,
is
that the
right thing to
do
… the chestnuts
burgeon above the
walk
in their
parasols … OOO (is
an
ethics implied
by object-oriented-
ontology?).
A berserk
looking dragon from
Nepal
gives me
a frenzied stare
across
the room,
as afternoon light
falls
thru it,
it’s only porn
if you’re
willing, . . . we
are blown over
&
suffused with
nutrient salts, cathodized
&
protected, the
threads spin like
a
candle. The
materiality of language
is
an "acrid
wavering, hormone beveling
charging
loins.” The
voice within the
machines
that moved
was not (as
if
nothing human
(and next, at
the
word “moved,”
a body of
??
marks lurches
into the whole
circus:
they stand
the figures in
a
circle, in
the dark, the
dark
middle dark,
outside the outside.
[Note: tho SPANSE is probably a serial rather than a long poem, one way or another it still will wrap its flesh around the bones of FCF. Sources: Beverly Dahlen, “before that and before that”, as quoted by Charles Alexander, “Charles Alexander on Beverly Dahlen”, at X Poetics, 1 Feb 09; Julien Poirier, “Bill Berkson: GOLDIES 2008 winner: Fifty years of slow-dawning epiphany”, at San Francisco Bay Guardian Online, 5 Nov 08; Christian Kerslake, Deleuze and the Unconscious; Nick Land, The Thirst for Annihilation: Georges Bataille and Virulent Nihilism; Bill Berkson, “Dichotomy Times, Or How to Assuage Political Grieving”, at Milk Magazine 6; Frank O’Hara, “Personism: A Manifesto”; Joseph Ceravolo, “A Story from the Bushmen”, at Joseph Ceravolo.com; Sawako Nakayasu, “Arms up and strong on the balcony”, in Hurry Home Honey; Kathleen Fraser, Wing, at EPC; Piero Heliczer, “mantis”, as quoted in Larry Sawyer, “& i dreamt i shot arrows in my amazon bra” (a review of Piero Heliczer’s a purchase in the white botanica), at Jacket 18; Joanne Kyger, “Monday Afternoon May 14, 1984”, as quoted in Stephen Vincent, review of Kyger’s About Now: Collected Poems, at Big Bridge; Eileen Myles, “Love”, at Quickmuse; J H Prynne, “On the Front”, unknown, and Ramez Qureshi, in Qureshi’s review of Prynne’s Poems (1999), at http://home.jps.net/~nada/prynne.htm; Michael Rothenberg, “Take”, at Terrain 7; Cole Swensen, “What the Ventriloquist Invented”, “The Origin of Ombres Chinoises”, and Forrest Gander, in Gander’s “On Recent Poems by Cole Swensen, The Ventriloquist”, at Forrest Gander.com; Andrew Zawacki, “Georgia”, as quoted in Ron Slate, “on Petals of Zero, Petals of One, poems by Andrew Zawacki (Talisman House)”, at On the Seawall, 20 Sept 09]
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