Tuesday, September 27, 2016

Now out from Moria Books

The latest collection of my Magritte poems.


Available as a free downloadable pdf here.

Available as a purchasable print book here.
 

Thursday, September 22, 2016

#321 Modern

A straight line between
those two points in
Euclidean space shows
it is a second head of

the damsel in this (white)
dress that stares out from
the backseat of her town car
at the more fully-fleshed

version of herself. The eco-
nomic crisis has hit hard.
There is falling demand
for everything from office

space to orders for time
machines. The pavement
is too costly to repair.
Her feet sink into it. Else-

where the moon is green.



Thursday, September 15, 2016

#320 Le Beau Tenebreux


Fantômas is back in town.

His penchant for masquerade is
informed by a close reading of
sermons using hermeneutic methods.

He asks for a room at the
back, not the front of the hotel.

His conception of history & geology
comes from mass-produced fictional
texts that are in transmedia circulation.

He decides to change his clothes.

He told a newspaper. "I've no ex-
perience working with multi-colored
bulbs. My favorite was Harrison Ford
on the plane. I love Harrison Ford."

He stood up for an America
staying quiet but largely
fueled by basic research
into cell biology & renewed
interest in lipid research.

He hides within his hat.

Thursday, September 08, 2016

#319 The Endearing Truth



Wine, bread, apples, & a
question of perception. What
stands out? The alcoves or
the painted table? The text-
ured wall? So. Focus on the
contents. Discard the bread
& wine—they're simply tricks
of a trade. Then wonder why

there are no fishes. Were
there ever any or does their
replacement by the apples re-
write the parables? Does this
miraculous piece of trompe l'oeil
infer there were no miracles?


Saturday, September 03, 2016

#318 The Art of Conversation IV


Though each is in some way
present here, the swans are

unaware of Arnold Böcklin, or
Rachmaninoff, or the more

contemporary William Carlos
Williams, even though all three

overlap in time, in linked rings
just like the ones the swans are

swimming in as they contend in
a sea which love partly encloses.


Saturday, August 20, 2016

#317 Portrait d'Éluard





Éluard used
to write to
write
on the

body of his
wife. Then
Dali came a-

long & wrote
off into the
sunset
on her.

Monday, August 01, 2016

#316 Bather



Despite the curves she
is straight line defined.


With feng shui you learn
how to place things
so that the energy flows.

She is facing the door.


The sea needs a mirror
on the horizon to
replicate what she sees.


Friday, July 15, 2016

#315 The Face of Genius

This is taken from René
Magritte's ninth mixtape,
carrying on from, but a long
time after, his 16th century album,
The Perfect Pairing to Your Skin-


care Products, still remembered
fondly for its dramatic dub
version of the strangling of
Philip II, then Metropolitan
of Moscow, later sanctified.


Wednesday, July 13, 2016

#314 L'Aube à Cayenne








The transition to full horti-
culture comes at a cost. A
six-hour flight, custom-built
containers, the whole year
as a graph where the darker

blue shadings represent the
twilight phases. Vasectomy
is less risky. Advancements
in robotics plus a coordinated
script have demonstrated good

outcomes—complete health
solutions controlled by the
human mind & tailored to go
the distance once mining be-
gins again at the Space Center.



Wednesday, July 06, 2016

#313 The Orchestra Conductor

It is self-
hypnotism
without the
watch. It is
surrealism
without
the apple. Dis-

daining Mesmer
disdaining
Magritte I
play Miles'
Time after Time
time after time
trying to

convince the
day to move
to a place
where I can
watch my hands
dance & dance
along with them.

Wednesday, June 29, 2016

#312 La Grande Marée













Bells &







clouds










& sky








& tides


Winter snows, the
sleighbells. Broken ice
in the river. Parallax
measurements. How
people navigated &
predicted the weather
by watching meteors.



A small card with
the cloud template is
saturated with a deep
affection. I already
have the silver wing
in heartgold. It will
soon stop raining
in the mountains.



Clouds & small bells
falling from the sky. A-
mazing sea born water-
falls that appear as the
tides recede. Rocks left
outside the frame.



Computational power has
led us to revisit the
canonical tidal model.