Wednesday, May 23, 2018

#373 The Poetic World







Now that interactive kiosk
projects are breaking up on
the beaches, & gay couples
no longer have concerns a-
bout big business gaining
a stranglehold over ephemera
sales, let's put on another
silly dance track & direct our
attention toward the need for
a retirement income from some-
thing outside the stock market.

Sunday, May 06, 2018

#372 Nocturne


               Everything seems in a 
       state of flux. The model in 
                     this scenario effects 
           a reduction in uncertainty. The 
               result? An equivalent period 
                      will be deducted from 
             the time it takes the house to 
                           burn. So, to escape, 
                the bird must venture 
                     along the borders of chaos
                          & hope neither bilboquet
                   nor curtain falls upon it.

Tuesday, April 24, 2018

#371 La Fenêtre de Mélusine




No man permitted to see
her in her bath. & yet here
she is with a menhir watching
over her. The open air is not
her natural element, but
night — & the ewer of water
nearby for safety — allows
her to partake of it. So, she

kicks her serpent tail away
& offers the promise of her
future self up to it, that
full moon riding on or in
her belly evidence of the
shapeshifting still to come.

Friday, April 13, 2018

Three poems from Series Magritte at Youtube


via The Continental Review





Read by Miia Toivio & with graphics by Marko Niemi

Friday, March 23, 2018

#370 The Age of Marvels





The abdomen is ex-
orcised & filled with
clockwork. It is another
deconstruction, like
the distraught easel,

unlike the painting on
the easel which is care-
fully constructed & ready
to receive an occupant
in the coming week.

Friday, March 16, 2018

#369 L'Ange Migrateur




Mi sono sentito come
una barca sbattuta
da tante parole.
I felt
like a boat slammed
by so many words,
even though this is
mare nostrum, our sea.

There was an error
when communicating
with the Annotation
Service. It was 52mm
in diameter, made of
steel, & considered
hazardous — that's

all that was known
about it. No changes
that occur at a specific
altitude have been made
to the original text. No
drive for respiration
in response to the sep-

aration of head, the
skewering of body to a
convenient table. We
cannot carry on as
before & wait for the
weather to improve. How
do birds find their way?



Friday, March 02, 2018

#368 René Magritte & Ursula LeGuin encounter one another


 
As
Ursula Le-
Guin once wrote



the word for
world is
forest.
 

Friday, February 23, 2018

#367 La Connaissance Absolue

Two nights ago, on the
TV news, vision of dust
storms in the dry center
of the continent, sweeping
pinkly towards the sea.
Now they have reached
it, & brought some solid
stuff along as well. The
bird is puzzled by it all.
He's au fait with classical
physics; but quantum
theory is a stone too far.


Friday, February 16, 2018

#366 The Harvest of the Clouds




I am releasing My Oil of Joy
over you. Things are in
our favor this year. Sugary
sweet with a little tang.

The resource becomes scarce.
Solar panels can only take
energy capture so far. The
bezels are much smaller

than those on many phones.
Literal rivers can cross the
dimensions. Mimic what they're
trying to build. Source code

or keyboard input is displayed
as entered. The filmroll is eight
pixels taller than in the other
versions. The harvest is done.

Tuesday, January 09, 2018

#365 Ika Loch's Bordello



Her speciality is to
assume positions in
which she holds up to
the consumer a smaller
version of herself which
holds a smaller version of
herself which holds etc. Seen
from one side it might seem
she is reducing her exposure
or possibly offering optional
extras. But Magritte quite

often shows reflections in
reverse, sees things from be-
hind as it were. Which means
instead of demeaning herself
she is actually posing this way
to gradually impose herself by
growing larger & eventually
dominate the space around. So,
no reaction from the front,
but the building at the back
is obviously excited by it all.

Saturday, December 23, 2017

#364 Variante de la Tristesse



Chaotic day-
dreams. Entropic
nightmares. She left &

went uptown. The bus
was full of particulate
matter in which she

recognized fragments
of her own amino
acid chain.