Solid Ground

the sensible say you can coexist with the monster just try to avoid violent gestures violent speech when threatened take on the form of a stone or leaf obey wise Nature who urges mimicry breathe shallowly play we’re not here Mr. Cogito however dislikes living as-if he’d like to fight the monster on solid groundContinue reading “Solid Ground”

By Appointment (Self-Portrait)

“I like a steady disruption. I like it when the solid mantle turns to shingle and water rushes up it over and over, in love. My white-noise machine from Argos is set to Crashing Wave but I’m not averse to the presence of numerous and minute quanta moving very fast in unison; occasions when aContinue reading “By Appointment (Self-Portrait)”

Pattern of Strings

“They rebuild Ersilia elsewhere. They weave a similar pattern of strings which they would like to be more complex and at the same time more regular than the other. Then they abandon it and take themselves and their houses still farther away. Thus, when traveling in the territory of Ersilia, you come upon the ruinsContinue reading “Pattern of Strings”

Solid Ground

the sensible say you can coexist with the monster just try to avoid violent gestures violent speech when threatened take on the form of a stone or leaf obey wise Nature who urges mimicry breathe shallowly play we’re not here Mr. Cogito however dislikes living as-if he’d like to fight the monster on solid groundContinue reading “Solid Ground”

That Piece of Sundown

AS FOR THAT PIECE OF SUNDOWN YOU’VE BEEN WANTING by Carl Phillips Like little forges for which the heart too often gets mistaken, the dogs run ahead of me, just out of earshot, across what’s a field, and then a coast: some stones, some sand. Funny how sorrow more often arrives before honesty, than theContinue reading “That Piece of Sundown”