anything you say calls up
its opposite
mazes contradictions
those who didn't know who read superficially
outlaw appears wild-man hurling imprecations at universe
martyred in process
committed to friends
beatific poetry
warrior against repression &&&&&&&&&&&&&&&conformity
curses find parallels Book of Job
Psalms
quietist scribe
Tantric Bible
urgency to read
(poetry)
coffee houses passers-by on street whether they wanted to listen or not
wise-ass looking for trouble
grandiose claims
that neither he nor anyone else had anything to say worth hearing
parapatetic monk
grimly following weird inescapable Dharma
texts that change the conscious parameters of literature, both for readers and writers. from a different angle than these, r.p. blackmur adds: 'poetry: [is] ...language so twisted and posed in a form that...it adds to the stock of available reality.' formerly edited by peter ganick. send texts to Volodymyr Bilyk at ex.ex.lit@gmail.com for consideration...
Monday, June 27, 2011
poem || Bobbi Lurie
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