There is some amazing writing and thinking going on at Interconnected at the moment. Distance is the half-life of causality. Quantum fluctuations evaporate and disperse in the isness; shouts get diluted in the atmosphere. I can’t pretend to understand most of what he is saying in the posts that follow, but it makes for a highly time-intensive and challenging browse.
Three parts of a longer poem by George Albon, from his book Thousands Count Out Loud: He reassured himself with the smallest, the almost unborn thought. It held a center that harpies clawed. * It is going between (the bus). Part of me will actually miss this music. A gust of wind like gale. * Waking, life, & white shines out from the blue sky with a sound in it, window. These put me in mind of the summeriness of today: clear moving air, with lots of blue and white in it. These poems come via: Overlap: Drew Gardner’s Blog. …
Thanks to my friend Brian Creswick (whose website will be up this week), I’ve discovered the hilarious and surreal poetry and song of Ivor Cutler: Fame first came in the late Fifties. He was lying on his bed with a primitive tape recorder for company and, as he puts it, a story came out of his brain. Surprised at the ease at which he could bypass his intellect he tried again, and a second story emerged and was also recorded. Then a third. Writing poetry then began to manifest itself. “My way of writing poetry was to go to a …
The entire cosmos copulation. And each thing is word, word of love. Only love reveals but it veils what it reveals, alone it reveals, alone lover and beloved in the illuminated solitude, the nights of the lovers, word that never passes while the water flows beneath the bridge and the slow moon above the houses passes. — Ernesto Cardenal Cosmic Canticle, Cantiga 2: “The Word” “What’s you understanding, general, of that first force?” The journalist Belausteguigoitia asked. Sandino replied: “As a conscious force. Initially it was love. That love creates, evolves. But everything is eternal. And we are moving towards …