Monday, April 4, 2016
Sunday, April 3, 2016
Errotic Contaguous Transfromation
We know that merely moving from one side to another changes us. Cis-pacific by birth, transatlantic by happenstance, I am now cis-atlantic and I so see differently. Sean Smith's "transfrom" tells us of such changes better, more efficiently. It is. It does not merely tell.
We perceive borders where there may be none. We forget how the smallest change changes everything. We fail to remember how we are infected by what is closest to us—how contagion comes from that that in contiguous with us. Sean shows us this again.
We are driven by desires programmed into us, desires that keep us as individuals and as a species alive and continuing. But those desires do not always move us without our causing mistakes via their engines pushing us. The magic of life is its unlikelihood in the face of its reality, its irrationality in the face of its perfect order, its disorder in the face of its ability to thrive.
A single word can tell us this. A true smith can tell us with a single word.
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Saturday, April 2, 2016
Making "rustacean"
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| Geof Huth, "rustacean" (2 April 2016) |
But the pwoermd was not meant to be just a word. It was also an object. And I needed the right object.
Karen and I walked the too-clean (who knew?) streets of Manhattan searching for something rusty.
She suggested a couple of nails in boards, but we could not remove them. Rebar protruding from concrete wouldn't work for the same reason.
But I found on Hudson Street a metal planter, rusting along its edges, and I was able to bend a loose end back and forth enough to get the rustacean I needed.
(All my object pwoermds are adamic to some degree.)
And I wrote upon it my word, though it did not show enough. I wanted a different ink, but I did not have it.
We do not always have everything we need. We do not always make everything we want.
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Friday, April 1, 2016
It is Not Easy to Change
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| Sven Staelens, "change" (2016) |
A familiar sight now quite arranged as it usually is still reminds us of itself.
We return to our memory to find out reality changed.
What remains the same is everything we have forgotten has happened.
When Sven swins swans swoon.
We see only because we have been made to see.
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Monday, March 28, 2016
International Pwoermd Writing Month is About to Begin
Thursday, April 30, 2015
InterNaPwoWriMo VI (2013) Documented at Last
Just a note today to say that I received the wisdoms of the universes in a single string of letters, which is "A record of the 2013 International Pwoermd Writing Month." Edited and designed by mIEKAL aND, this little handful of a book is a collection of all the pwoermds of that InterNaPwoWriMo that mIEKAL and I could collect from the pwoermdists working that year. It is also a dense collection of what the pwoermd can do, as evidenced by the work of 31 people.
The book opens with a little essay by me on pwoermds and InterNaPwoWriMo--an essay that opens with a sentence by Ralph Waldo Emerson, a sentence that seems to be about pwoermds, and also a sentence that the poet Donato Mancini independently wrote himself this week. It also includes short micro-essays on five pwoermds in the anthology.
Buy your copy soon, while copies are still available on print on demand (follow the link):
the wisdoms of the universes in a single string of letters
A record of the 2013 International Pwoermd Writing Month
2015, 5.06 " x7.81 " | 164 pgs, b+w | US$14.00
ISBN 1-936687-26-7 | ISBN-13 978-1-936687-26-8
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Wednesday, April 29, 2015
Pwoermdic Meditation 10
Leave the pwoermd alone, and it will still conduct meaning. Put the pwoermd in the corner of a dark room, and it mean something more. Place the pwoermd in the sun, and it will burn.
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Pwoermdic Meditation 9
Don't ask what the pwoermd is. Do not try to make it give up its secrets. Take it into your body. Take it into your body, and allow it to melt.
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Response to a Pwoermd by Boyd Nutting
he spread the hoily into her forehead, intoning words in some unknown but fragrant language
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Tuesday, April 28, 2015
Pwoermdic Meditation 8
The only way to lie is with a word. The best word to lie with is the pwoermd. As a poet, you must accept the responsibility to lie through poetry. Use the pwoermd well.
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Pwoermdic Meditation 7
Why do you want the pwoermd to make your life better? Why does the pwoermd make your life better? How could you make your life better without the pwoermd?
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Monday, April 27, 2015
Sunday, April 26, 2015
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