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999 posts … and counting
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It’s hard to believe but this is my 999th post on daveydreamnation.com – a seemingly meaningless milestone if you will; and yet it’s also a chance to reflect, for a nanosecond, on everything that has happened since I first started blogging in 2001/2002. I’ll spare you the trip down memory/amnesia lane that often seems mandatory…
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Smoke Thirty
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The final scene of the holo depicts Moon’s troubled return to earth, a slow-moving, almost haunting montage of his metamorphosis from an astronaut into a late twenty-something Korean man catching the subway to Incheon. Nobody recognises him. His journey decelerates as he switches from subway to bus, and then to foot. Somehow, of course, we…
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“Pretender” (after Madonna Ciccone)
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I may have a thousand hands but that doesn’t make me a Bodhisattva – in fact, the only things my hands are good for are mundane things, practical tasks, not spiritual enlightenment. I use my thousand hands to play five hundred games of solitaire against myself and whenever I win the cards cascade like a…
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Smoke Twenty Nine
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In the feature holo a young engineer becomes the first Korean to land on the moon. The Aramis Drive is packed with pods, lasers carve advertising daemons in the crackling air and for once I’m grateful for the busyness, seeing the holo drive pumping like it should, a packed house to compensate for the emptiness…
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Zandvlieg
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the arrow or the target set alight in a carpark at night woot! meet me there ————————–>
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Smoke Twenty Eight
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I’m the writer in residence in an empty house you’ll never see. I’m sleeping in a small box, floating on a bed of sea noise. We will never visit the holo drive, though I have been there several times, posing as a motor sports enthusiast. The plastic caverns of the refreshments hall. I’m considering applying…
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Computerrain
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aramis information dawns on this computer world we’re stuck inside this outside the computerrains modelling suggests my hard drive skips a beat & becomes a snafu feelings & love now widgets send up moon batteries for my flat earth theorist the sound hollows like an earworm in spaces that collide in servers named after planets…
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Liner Notes Volume 3!
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Tongzoenen
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in the heart of your mouth there’s a tongue there’s a beat there’s a heart shaped like stars & that’s where you are (& valentine’s day lasts for ten more hours when you’re on the line you’re mine i’m whining about how time will neither speed up nor slow down & here we are in…
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Yes, it’s time …
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Smoke Twenty Six
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Just as the last police barrier was being trundled off by truck you waltzed into the hotel via a kitchen door, one tall Korean sea monster with two giggling seaweed-clad hoju in tow. The reaction of the conference delegates was like two hundred dominoes going off in great spirals and cascades of laughter. Instead of…
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Cordite 27: Experience (2008)
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After lengthy delays, Cordite 27 Experience is now ready to go, with new poetry posted daily beginning February 8 2008 – hey, that was last week! Yikes! Join our guest editor, actor-poet sensation Terry Jaensch and share the experiences of some of Australia’s most innovative and savvy poets! With a beautiful cover image by Emilie…
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Smoke Twenty Five
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That’s when I realised you were some kind of environmental activist. It wasn’t until we were inside the lobby of the hotel however that I finally realised the ‘costume party’ we were crashing was in fact an international conference on ocean pollution. The conference, hosted by the local electronics magnate, had attracted over two hundred…
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“Secret Lives of the Colonial Poets”
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Secret Lives of the Colonial Poets was the original title of the collection of poems that was later published as Leaves of Glass in 2013.
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Smoke Twenty Four
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I was dreaming of our eventual reunion on Jeju-do. I was sitting at an outdoor bar with a group of friends, and you just appeared out of the sea mist, like an animated garbage god. Drawn in some sunless studio, no doubt. Your manhwa self wore a shade of pink I hadn’t associated with you…