Poetry

MetaWhimsical Fragments & other poetical ditties

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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Metawhimsical Variations: An Introduction

“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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Figments, Fragments, and Fractures in the Matrix

  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

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 …

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New Poem: Rosemary Leaving

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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In the Event

In the Event In the event of my absence (A sorry no-show!) Don’t wait up. I’m catching another train. It’s leaving before midnight. And anyway, I wasn’t that eager to stay. In the event I do arrive, Don’t sing those old familiar ditties I deplore. I know I never told you, surely you must have …

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