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.' now that blogger has included the ability to reproduce fonts more accurately, alpha-numeric visual-poetry will be welcomed for consideration. formerly edited by peter ganick. send texts to matt margo at firstname.lastname@example.org for consideration...
Monday, November 19, 2012
poem || Jeff Harrison
Take Them, Take Them Rimbaud inside the VOW of the SUN, RIMBAUD! taste the dials, color them dead & muddied!, you recollected flesh, you unbroken sunflower! take them to your nothing-inked country, you goodish person! I love your pawnbroker's vest, your greenish silhouette! time pales never for trees, mortal, dropping berries, tall as as a stair! you are stationed in the undergrowth, with imaginary petals! where you pace, misused! above twilight! drowsing quick! don't drop, with the birds, onto childish plums! you've never wanted apples so badly! a red rose! a yellow one! shed pages! public skulk! private saunter! nice & sunny! the captain's friends! the telephone is innocent! hush! hush! listen! a short Lorca story: Lorca, organ donor Lorca Morning Horse (shhhhh...) Lorca orders Wormswork world-historical Lorca whore (shhhhh...) factory Lorca Lord Lorca (shhhhh...) Lorca, Bjorn Borg, Bjorn Borg, Lorca Lorca, Oregon (shhhhh...) Doctor Lorca's for more corn liquor Lorca's Aurora borealis record (shhhhh...) Lorca, George Orwell, George Orwell, Lorca North Korean Lorca (shhhhh...) worthy Lorca, glorious Lorca! worthy Lorca, glorious Lorca! (yesssss!!!)