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 Volodymyr Bilyk at firstname.lastname@example.org for consideration...
Wednesday, December 12, 2012
prose poem || Edward Nichols
Vast unchartered territory.Nothingness,like a vast desert, jlluminated by thethird eye. I wander through it's varying the correlated coincidence of being. The word can do so many things.The dragon of wisdom works at verisimilitude of blinding ennuendos hurled around like wind blown dust. Fragments of technical meditation of Krishna.Expansion of consciousness is the thunderous applause of freethinking and reason supplicate at the venture of catalysts holding the mirror.
The universe breathes in.and I breath outInventories of the slain archetype,waiting to rise again. The beauty of life often obscured by a terrible world.To sleep forever in the arms of morpheus,only the cool winds of sedation your concern,you can remember who you are.Move behind your mind and see the glow of the dark side of the moon.