Monday, May 29, 2017

Rus Khomutoff, Six Poems

Bartholomeu Dias Tropical Terra Incognito Bermuda Triangle, 
image by Abri de Swardt

Untitled (for Andre Breton)

Nostalgic sentiments and new wave nocturnes
intersecting in a normal chaos of life
an hourglass of neglected affinities
idols of saturated phenomena
night of filth, night of flowers
the aporia of revelation

Magic Bullet (for Tristan Tzara)

Smell of death
smell of life of embrace
a medicine of moments
semiquavers and sundial conductors
of the postspectacle
deposits of legitimacy left behind
sortilege of the divine decree
words in blood like flowers

Horror.Philosophy.Sex (to C.M. Cioran)

Anathemas and admirations
in the graveyard of definitions
citizen of wonderlust
soul of the blasted pine
metahaven overture
caught in a clinch
formations of the angelic abstract
unto poor image thresholds
landscape over zero


Cascading fragment
of an inhabited solitude
waxing gibbous
in the iridescent shuttle
praying for the shadows firsthand
terraforming this anvil of distinction
a forbidding tangle of brambles
like a shower of superstitions
an echo of our gestures

Grand Hotel Abyss

Selenophilia of our being
the obscuring of the queen
vexed in your hollow divine
incipience of the notable nonesuch
like fragrant paperwhites in the
corner of the transcendental frame
pleasure ground of annulled pretext
in hysterically real daymares
everyday extraordinary
grand hotel abyss

The Shallow Between (to Nick Land)

Pathos of distance
expecting itself
fake eternities of stationary descent
tailored hallucinations
surrender to the serpentine ensemble
of all possibility
hiatuses sullied by memory
ecstasy of the everyday

—Rus Khomutoff

Saturday, May 27, 2017

Mischa Foster Poole, Six Poems

Metalepsis for the Ritusen Scale, image by Daniel Y. Harris


     The ritusen scale is based on the principle that around the 3rd and 7th degrees everything starts to go a  bit  bertie  and so it’s best to
avoid  it  altogether.         You can
pick out your own way of doing    things    but    if    you
want to avoid
him seeing red there are certain
ways to go about it.     When most
potters in the West think of raku firing, it is what should technically be referred to as "American" or "Western" raku, in which work is removed from the kiln at bright red heat and subjected to post-firing reduction, blackening raw clay,
crazing the glaze surface.  I have
only been to Asia twice, and one of those was a quick trip over the
Çanakkale Boğazı
to meet a friend.  The Principle
of Sufficient Reason is a powerful and controversial philosophical principle stipulating that everything must have a reason
or a cause.  The ritusen scale
is based on the principle that it all starts to go a bit bertie around the third and seventh and so why not avoid all that palaver after all?

Nothing to see here

CW Legal Ltd. is an appearance to be reckoned
in the vertical & greying light which [shift]
as the clocks have recently feels newly [pause]
but classically still of interest.

CW Legatt is an heart which leapt itself
by the gust of its own umbrella on-
ly a moment though enough to [space]
the unexpected gap in the footbridge
which materialised [slash]
dematerialised itself as the crumbly
brick floor, only for CWL, in this 16-bit

environment.  Chas. Wm. Legall Ltd. Esquire etc.
is a birdlike is the sort of chap you can
   [Esc] through the bars of a python pit
   would be a feat
   second only to an [undo]
   of the pillars of Charles V,
   (HRE) were it not for the fact

that Charles W Legal
turns his wristtop up &
seeing nothing but freckle
o'clock goes pocketward
while he’s at it [swipe]
at the weather

[…being a figure who is perennial and subsequently one who at
times forgets when it is and what is the correct combination/gesture]

unboxing, teardown: once in a land a firebird

Once was a golden bird stood on a tree.
The lamp shafts took him down in your small ken
but didn't you ever see the glitter such
in a many an abstract club and synthpop cot?
Rotate,      if you will,       a glitter ball.
Say if you see the bottom now.  And now.
And now.  And now.  What about now?  Is it better
or worse?  Better or worse.  Or about the same.
And now?  And now?  And now examine me
this glitter bird.  Did you say bird yes bird.
This golden bird stood on a tree.
You will feel a short puff.



unboxing, teardown: this entirely new novelty of a bird

Do you remember the bird?
Yes I thought it was not that long ago.
It was a story of three tsareviches Vassily
Pyotr and Demyan.  Pyotr and Vassily, Demyan no
no Tsarevich Ivan.  They rode off,
One of them in more canny kind.  He met
a wolf.  Will you be pardoned 3 more times
no never 3.  So the wolf leapt over hedge
leapt ditch, leapt fosse.
He it was he retrieved the goldbridledgirl,
he it was he came back there, they and after ever
lived.  Do you remember wolf?

folk source (Evo Morales patriotic synth song)
(with thanks to Alex)

Evo Morales for all for all morning
stand up your rays in the days dark awning,
take off your traps and snap the leather back
to stretch your partner in the old salt flats flat.
Evo Morales for all in which way you go
how long do you know how long do you know?
Howl brightly at the fucked moon, far less brightly at the sun,
withhold your prior knowledge of the ways the days run,
stare up at your cabin and take in the rugged stars,
bathe your periastra in the rightness of remorse,
skim off the bathysphere-discovered doublethink,
jettison your moors and sink.

—Mischa Foster Poole

Tuesday, May 23, 2017

Sheila Murphy, Summer Sequence

Monterosa, image by Sheila Murphy 

Summer Sequence

birds, bees, beeswax
copacetic hammock swing
leaves as flutter tongues

* * *

innocence lapping
and receding with soft grace
ground hog daylight

* * *

one-time contralto
city scapular restraint
a run on whole tones

* * *

he speaks adverbs
fluently despite small nouns
polished au naturel

* * *

Elmer and Ione
a clarinet plus casket
tears and gentle rain

—Sheila Murphy

Wednesday, May 17, 2017


The Edge of Forever, image by AC Evans 


As gold sunk in filth will not lose its beauty
So, in England, in August and early September,
You must render flesh to flesh and forbidden
Elements of which little is known.
At the Edge of Forever,
Circular currents, including Scylla and Charybdis,
Are dangerous for ships, even in calm weather,
Especially if you think depravity is the way of salvation,
A Whispering Gallery where cards are shuffled
With gestures both natural and effective.
The world may have to wait…

Meanwhile, we shall begin: salt layers are deposited,
Consciousness recovered, the forest submerged
In the southernmost and deepest channel we can find.
I was struck by the obvious pseudepigraphy of
All the Patristic texts, especially this one.
Here, we decided, is the origin of oblivion,
A steel-plated lawsuit lasting thirty thousand years,
Extended and rearranged through inner illumination.

Conclusions as to the nature of insularity have
Since been proved incorrect.
Depreciating the Cosmos and anything else,
They crossed the North Sea
And finally reached the coast of Russian Lapland
To discover the wrecked ships and
The dead bodies of the crews,
Together with the Commander’s journal
And a map of The Submerged Forest,
In the mouth of the River Dvina, in the White Sea.
This forest was very large and covered the
Surface of the entire known world,
Elaborated beyond the Edge of Forever,
Creating its own matter in the Void.

Spirit is transformed by knowledge, the ratio
Of rare phenomena observed in cloud chambers
Where particles originate.
Survivor of a battle at the ancient capital of Wessex,
At the confluence of Nadder and Wylye,
He later conducted experiments of this type
To save the illegible name
And the angels surrounding the Virgin,
The male-female prototype of turbulence and diffusion.

Cyclonic curvature is obtained by stealth,
By killing The Stranger in Eternity.
Momentum is destroyed by the metaphor of sleep.
Vertical velocity requires union with succubae,
Mainly as result of interrogation
and heretical ideas of salvation: notorious apostasy,
Relief from the pervading gloom, from
The alarming appearance of the iron wall of annihilation.

—AC Evans

Tuesday, May 16, 2017

Homunculus Alphonse Canard, Icons

Altered Holy Personas, 
image by Homunculus Alphonse Canard 

Psychic Surgery,
image by Homunculus Alphonse Canard 

Love On The Mind,
image by Homunculus Alphonse Canard 

Orbital Christ,
image by Homunculus Alphonse Canard 

Mutant Mother With Tumors,
image by Homunculus Alphonse Canard 

image by Homunculus Alphonse Canard 

Projections From 1460,
image by Homunculus Alphonse Canard 

Sunday, May 14, 2017

Rupert M. Loydell, Sick Leave Diptych, #1-#5

Sick Leave Diptych, #1 

Sick Leave Diptych, #2 

Sick Leave Diptych, #3 

Sick Leave Diptych, #4 

Sick Leave Diptych, #5

—Rupert M. Loydell

Thursday, May 4, 2017

Fusiform Gyrus, Cento for Vesta

Resembling a Cock Vesta, image by Irene Koronas   

Cento for Vesta

(remix of Keats’ Endymion, book IV, lines 650-720; Miller's Tropic of Cancer pp. 9-11, Shakespeare's Sonnets, Verse 23 and Graves’ Caligula)   

Mossy phantasm 
volcano light 
enough to see
let my looks be 
the eloquence 
the monstrous 
swell of 
pure elysium
gnarled rotten 
resembling a cock
in perfect seizure
only gods are
privileged to
behold one another
wormiest wonder
with fiddle-string


—Fusiform Gyrus

Tuesday, May 2, 2017

Mark Young, Ten geographies

Six Deformations, image by Irene Koronas 

Ten geographies

Arnhem Land

Modern Living &
The Ancient Way of

Life is a boutique fund
manager focused on

delivering long white
sandy beaches & azure

waters to researchers
tracking feral cats.



                    Grain orientation
                                in electrodeposited
               nickel is a type of
                       comb added by bees
                to prevent most
                                     mediated plastic



A low level plat-
form & a spartan
waiting shed were
funded by the

to help the war
effort. He looked
at his watch &

noted the time.
Span class="cap-
tion-caption." The
bridge collapsed.


Rhode Island

          A woodcutter & a
                 priest have just
                    played to a half-full
                    tent with their songs
                 about the crybabyblue
          color of fibrillation.


Walvis Bay

Sodium bicarbonate,
when strapped to a

pallet ready for your
shipper to pick up, is

sometimes miscast as
a literature-sharing

platform but, for
choreographers, is

always a reminder
of their mortality.


Queen Elizabeth Park, Vancouver

                      I enjoy going
                bowling, trying to lose
                         those vanity pounds
                                 highly respected
                 within the genomes
                        of cassava cultivars.



Street lamps were already
switched off. Queues
formed to buy either cook-
ing oil or some random

compensation lawyer. In
the 1970s crisis, a strong
sense of teamwork was
not an easy pill to swallow.



                       Gambling addicts tend
                 to be shorter than
                              sea bass, have narrow &
                   short pineal stalks to
                          assist in pattern recog-
             nition or the use of simple
                         algebra. Even the Japanese
                     will not eat them raw.



                         A Marine holds an
                       umbrella on the famous
               medieval religious pilgrimage
                          to Santiago de Compostela.

                    Very nuts-&-bolts.

                  He might not look as pretty
                          as Beckham, but he can play
                    football. His services include 
                      all aspects of waxing & tinting.



She wore out
the rubber, then
hit a motorcycle
with separate hot &
cold taps. It was like
emptying a pebble from a
shoe. This is a ball park estimate
but the assumption that the sheep are
neither pregnant nor lactating means that
having a robust & attractive website is para-

—Mark Young

Mark Young's most recent books are Ley Lines & bricolage, both from gradient books of Finland, The Chorus of the Sphinxes, from Moria Books in Chicago, & some more strange meteorites, from Meritage & i.e. Press, California / New York.

A chapbook, a few geographies, of some other poems in this ongoing series was recently released in a handmade limited edition by One Sentence Poems.