Thursday, April 11, 2024

SYLVIA LEGRIS ~

 



Occasionally the Field of Possibilities


1


Is branch-spined,

a folded-leaf feeder,

a spatial array

of buckeye larvae,

snapdragons pulling

a pollinator-cue,

orange prolegs

telegraphing mirror-

image eyespots,

a macula lutea sun.



2


Is disruptive coloration,

yellow concentric rings

around a single eye,

a fovea centralis

of seed cones & pollen cones,

closely packed juniper seeds,

a Polyphemus moth with

urticating bristles & needles

with fine stomata lines, a nexus

of cone axis & host pine.



3


Is a field of 30,000 ommatidia,

a composite eye

eyeing woodruff & pale persicaria,

ten conspicuous eyespots

bisecting summer & pupation,

the line severing dusk & night,

the night flying hawkmoths,

is tapetal-mirrored,

a reflective tracheal network,

a superpositional glow.



4


Is a coevolved canopy

of wing scale & leaf,

a broadband acoustic cloak

deflecting echo & foe,

wavelengths of powder & light,

a cloud of stacked platelets,

a thin-film percussion,

hair-penciled & interlinear,

sparkling archaic sun moths,

a microlepidopterous register.



5


Is night-active & pupillary,

wing-fringe grazing cornea,

small moth repetitions

in an orbit of sequestration notes,

thick scale vestiture,

glassy, bluegrass-hosted,

rain-impermeable with snow-

veined forewings, a loop

of sequestration notes,

a small moth repetition.



6


Is a current of candles & dawn

half a clockface ago,

a Yablochkovian glow

of carbon-arcing waxwings,

match twigs, linstock boughs,

a sky of combustible fruit

tinders  river of ruined craters,

winter on its last legs,

a winter of monthlessness,

winter with plants in the belly.



7


Is a complicity

of ruckus & pinion,

is the pollen grain music

of a microstructure of modified hairs,

light-interfering wings,

sight-singing by structural coloration,

a scalic descent

down a microscopic edifice

of struts & holes, wings close

& the moth composes.



___________________________

The Principle of Rapid Peering

Sylvia Legris

New Directions, 2024


Sylvia Legris lives in Saskatoon, Saskatchewan





Wednesday, April 10, 2024

GAZA NOW! ~

 


Democracy Now!

April 9, 2024



Tuesday, April 9, 2024

Monday, April 8, 2024

JULES LAFORGUE ~

 



Moonlight


Will we ever live on that star? — the thought

Itself has me reeling


But Moon, when you move through August's

Evening skies in enchanting silence, I salute you!


Also when you careen, like some dismasted ship,

Through heaving black breakers of cloud!


Oh to ascend, one of the lost, and slake

My thirst on your baptismal moonshine!


Stricken by blindness, your beacon is lethal

To Icarus-types, left stranded and grieving


Sterile suicide-eye-preside

Over convocations of the world-weary.


Ice-cold skull, heap ridicule on our bald

and terminally ill bureaucracies.


O pill of ultimate fatigue, infuse

Yourself into our stubborn brains.


And chlamys-clad Diana, fermenting

Love unleashes barbs from your quiver


Which infect — ah! — the wingless, the hearts of those

Who would do good  on earth!


Star prone to unheard floods, I pray

That one of your chaste, and anti-febrile rays veers, tonight,


In my direction, drenches my sheets, drives

Me to wash my hands of life!


 ________________________

Lunar Solo, selected poems

Jules LaForgue

translated by Mark Ford

The Song Cave, 2023




Friday, April 5, 2024

CANDY DARLING ~

 



"Candy Darling on her Deathbed" 

Peter Hujar


R E A D    M E




Farrar Straus & Giroux

2024

Thursday, April 4, 2024

JOHN SINCLAIR ~



Mr. Sinclair was greeted by his wife, Leni, when he was released from prison in December 1971.Credit...Andrew Sacks/SaxPix


J O H N    S I N C L A I R

1941 ~ 2024




TOMAS TRANSTROMER, "April and Silence" ~

 



April and Silence


Spring lies forsaken.

The velvet-dark ditch

crawls by my side

without refections.


The only thing that shines

are yellow flowers.


I am cradled in my shadow

like a violin

in its black case.


The only thing I want to say

glimmers out of reach

like the silver

at the pawnbroker's.


___________________________

The Sorrow Gondola

Tomas Transtromer


Tuesday, April 2, 2024

A DREAM IN THE CREAM ~




a selection 

_____________________


O the purity

of the aloneness

of pulling off socks




Dark kitchen

but the lights of

a distant bridge





An old woman

breaking teeth

off a comb





Ignorant of their own souls

monkeys swinging

between temples





Possibly the

largest shell on the beach

and it looks like a shoe





Being sad

and pissing

at the same time





During lunch

stories about

sandwiches





Making

dying flowers glow

the moon's best intentions





Dusting a mirror

she takes a moment

to check her eyebrows





Small bronze head with big nose

holding down

take-out menus





Garden diary

all that's left

of the garden





Such an elegant rainfall

even the dog refuses

to shake it off





Cold summer rain

piercing my shirt

slipping between ribs





A small grave of sorrows

on one branch

in one bird




____________________

Ronald Baatz

A Dream in the Cream

Black Fig Press, 2021






Monday, April 1, 2024

CLEMENS STARCK ~

 


FAREWELL, CLEM

 November 30, 1937 ~ March 21, 2024




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Sunday, March 31, 2024

Saturday, March 30, 2024

Thursday, March 28, 2024

Monday, March 25, 2024

Sunday, March 24, 2024

Saturday, March 23, 2024

DIARIES OF EXILE ~

 



DIARY OF EXILE III



April 25


This year the blackbirds are the tiles

on the roof of summer.

Fear gropes like the blind man's hand

for the handle of the door.

You sit on a rock

You're calm because you're tired

you're good because you were afraid

you forget easily because you don't want to remember

you don't forget.




May 1


The soldier crushed his cigarette into the ground.

How easily every single thing can be crushed.

Across the water, Laviro.

Who is it who said: the women reapers

with the swallows' scythe?


Cover your ears with your hands.

Shame. Shame.




May 3


The people sit in the sun

they take off their jackets

their boots become tight

the soldiers' armpits sweat.

You rub a little thyme between your fingers.


This is how we slowly slowly age

above the second death.




May 4


Someone is smoking beside the guardhouse.

The evening star looks out above the mountain

as if it's knocked on the wrong door.

The utility poles darken

they stretch full length

afraid they'll bend.




May 5


They owe us a lot.

If we don't get it back

we'll owe that too.


The floorboards are moldy from the damp

the windows warped the panes broken

dirtied sheets loose boots

the bread has no odor

the people have grown very thin

like saints.


Concentration camp

Makronisos, 1950



_______________________

Yannis Ritsos

Diaries of Exile

translated by Karen Emmerich & Edmund Kelley

Archipelago Books, 2013




Friday, March 22, 2024

Thursday, March 21, 2024

VERMONTER ~

 


M. Emmet Walsh in “Blood Simple” (1984), the first feature film by Joel and Ethan Coen.Credit...

River Road Productions/Circle — Sunset Boulevard, via Corbis, via Getty Images


M.  EMMET  WALSH

1935 ~ 2024







PULLING THE CHARIOT OF THE SUN ~

 



R E A D    M E


Scribner 2023



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