The pale light of yesterday is the illusion to be dispelled. The shining through illuminating all is not a diurnal time sense. That incandescent transparency always is. There is no slippage between today and tomorrow, like you thought. Nothing to dispel, although it appears so. You stood around, ad-libbing the witness. Yet you clung to […]
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Alone Together at Café Café There is music playing everywhere. A young couple, alone together at Café Café Prague discuss their living arrangements. Plan next departures with built-in rendezvous points, all the while dreaming alternate lines of flight they never speak about. An author of some renown scribbles notes as she listens to the conversations
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Hey Chaze, don’t you know… There are dimples in your perception, Doubts and ditties too profound to mess with. Take cover in the undertow, my friend! Gnostic fabulation is all the rage these days, Takes the edge off indirection and misdeeds, It’s not time yet to proceed so take the temporary route. Be radically temporal
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“Welcome to ‘Metawhimsical Variations,’ a collection of poems and commentary that explores the intersections of the serious and the fantastical, the weighty and the lighthearted. Drawing inspiration from both the metaphysical and the whimsical, these poems offer a playful yet (possibly) profound reflection on the mysteries of existence. Through a variety of forms and styles,
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State of Neither (Still Point) Neither attracted nor repelled Neither distracted nor compelled. Nothing redacted Nor over-filled. Enough is enough, precisely so! No strings attached. No tracks to trick one No tricks to trap one. Neither here nor there Yet this is where I am complete.
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Canto 1 There are dimples in your perception, Doubts and ditties too profound to mess with. Take cover in the undertow! Gnostic fabulation goes a long way these days, Takes the edge off indirection and misdeeds. It’s not time yet to proceed, so Take the temporary route, Be radically temporalizing in your deliberations, Seek
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Hegel today, Dogon tomorrow. Through the logos of ontic revelations there are moments of luminous grace. Eros and Agape come together presenting impertinent importunities, which add up to fragile occasions, unable to be monetized or memorialized. Bergson in the morning, Deleuze in the twilight evermore. Whitman’s song rings on, but Nietzsche takes the day turns
In the still of the night … Lamplighters quicken their step, rededicate to their luminary obligations. Landladies move to lock their front doors. (1842) The howling of the strays on the outskirts Give pause to stragglers who missed the last bus. (1931) A heap of peripatetic revelers tumble into the alley, at closing
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Rosemary Leaving Time to go? So soon it seems. Despite the decades of (un)necessary decorum and disguise,no place to hide. But there’s unfinished business!Well, there’s always businessIncomplete, undone. Those canvasesleaning against the wall,For one. And sketches in a thousand (so it seems)Notebooks, journals, scraps of paperBetween the pages.Notes to Self, undone. What you (were) meant to
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It’s alright Ma I’m only here a while No, I won’t be staying long. I’m here to catch up on my thinkin’ Cus I’m spending too much time blinkin’ In my dreamtime, in between time, Reading fairy tales and fiction. And I’ve been a hankerin’ for the other side. Where the Winter’s tide is waning.
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