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Category: Poems
As of October 2011, I’d posted over three hundred poems on this site, including many sonnets and search poems, as well as numerous poems that didn’t make it into chapbooks such as Abendland and Morgenland. I then ceased posting poems here, choosing instead to distribute them via my poem of the week newsletter. Then I stopped doing that too. Every now and then I post a poem here … but not as often as I’d like.
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one machine buddha
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2 min read
She’s pouring in from the future. Floating on a river of bees. An egg in each hand and pearls in her teeth. Eyes of honey, radiating the hive. Her happiness a stripe that no one else can see. Polka dots of secret laughter. Favourable explosion weather. That’s all there is too it. Their fallout projections…
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Guru Josh, Softblow & GDS
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1 min read
Last night’s Going Down Swinging launch, held at Yelza in Fitzroy, was great fun. So much fun in fact that I’m only now on the verge of consciousness, my detox plans having been shredded, thrown out and then reassembled by the mysterious power of Guru Josh, whose track “Infinity” is only slightly overshadowed by its…
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buddha machine zero
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2 min read
A catalogue of tongues inside the Buddha’s room, that place it seemed impossible to leave, a space created by two dim machines under the tongue of a slippery moon. The tongue of a moon that licks the shore, that space where two melodies meet and form a zero, a name for the unwritten body floating…
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New Territories
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1 min read
Lying on a plane like lizards gasping for air. These new territories toxic as liquid gold or phantasms with no name. Down by a dusted ferry terminal for yesterday’s new deliveries.† File these hopes under miscellaneous cargo – or send them to me, cash on delivery. Lovers mingle with the lonely in a crowd. Bastilles…
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New Space Seasons
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1 min read
(1) high season before anyone gets there. clean airports. season for new roads and sidewalks. haircuts to die for. fancy dress outfitters. convenience stores. spare parts for rocket ships. strong coffee. (2) slack season of our eventual reunion. in a sunny room where it’s always possible to forecast the weather. bicycle riding. small kittens and…
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Apestaartje
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1 min read
do monkeys eat bananas with their tails or is that just another urban myth? & if they had computer access don’t you think they’d use that tail to move the mouse -† or is that just another red bandanna gag? & if they could send us emails (what do you think they’d tell? writing from…
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That’s Buddha
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2 min read
Listen to a live version of this poem performed in Montreal. Läs på svenska.
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Anonymous (Fake
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1 min read
there is something very pseudo about all this – there is something very pseudo about you – every thing you do is fake (you are a fake – is nothing real to you? your ‘art’ (if you can call it that) is mediocre) it’s all so juvenile and all so – ‘middlebrow’ … king of…
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Imaginary Mao II
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3 min read
our first date – what a write-off! i even bought you flowers – you selfish man! you could have told me you’d double-booked – hell! million-booked more like it boy you had a nerve making all of us line up like school-kids in our uniforms hand in hand boys & girls two by two round…
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Beijingku
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1 min read
two fluffy white buns filled with nothing but hot air ah, spring in beijing!†
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Shanghaiku
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1 min read
outside my window a hundred games of mah-jonng spring rain in shanghai
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Yesterday’s Armies
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1 min read
even yesterday there was a tomorrow but that’s today and now yesterday has no tomorrow only something like the days before when armies were just as foreign as something in a foreign newspaper that (torn down† contained news from our foreign wars that happened days before or even some time in that crystal future’s past…
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When You Go Away
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2 min read
i will be playing enya in my head i’m sorry i know it sounds corny but she’s there as well as you mo radh there’s no point denying it i love clannad can’t put a finger on it wreathed in shadows fogs bats & crooked crosses stranger mists than these in fact sinead’s there too…
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Disappearer
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2 min read
you say millions now living will never die can one of you please explain how come the rest of us are going to disappear from the face of this earth because we will you know disappear that is don’t think i’ll ever get a reply still it’s worth asking the tough questions every once in…
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Moriapo
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like a murder suicide yesterday’s tiffs became today’s shower of glacial regret hit on the head by super large moriapo*† left winded bruised & read-dead on our set-list stories of lost orders events tragedies that come in threes like the drinks the straws (deadly for dolphins the lipstick trace a circular argument nobody heard a…