Tag: pre-sim
member name: Will Evans
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June 14, 2008 02:14 PM EDT --
He stares into the mirror, his self --
disappearing into the landscape,
a tiny typed asterisk set against a sea
of bleached yellows.
Remember. . . .
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December 18, 2006 12:15 AM EST --
To be made incapable of dreams of
thinking that commandment which is not true
commandment of Elohim
for a word . . .
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January 13, 2007 07:01 AM EST --
"By the way, if you think you don't need to read Pynchon's "Against the Day," someone needs to give you a fuckin' second smile and leave your body to marinate in the gutters . . .
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March 14, 2007 08:04 AM EDT --
I go through my affairs and I wonder if anyone can truly go through their affairs and as I'm sitting there with what few parcels remain to me and I wonder which way I'll plunge or fall or maybe . . .
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June 15, 2008 08:20 AM EDT --
Ludolf Grolle painted six pieces, one for each founder of the Pre-Sim group. His work can be found at his website: http://www.ludolfgrolle.com
Here is my dedication to him, reacting to, and . . .
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November 27, 2007 06:13 AM EST --
"Those Whispers just as you have fallen or falling asleep – what are they and whence?" - Samuel Taylor Coleridge
"Oh, I quite realize no one here will read this, at least . . .
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November 30, 2006 06:23 AM EST --
" . . . it will not be regarded as a breach of decorum on my part to show the modus operandi by which some one of my own works was put together. I select 'The Raven,' as most . . .
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December 09, 2006 04:51 PM EST --
I never considered myself an intellectual. I never saw myself as being capable of “deep thoughts,” so on this Saturday, as I sit here with camomille tea, the Decemberists playing, and a rampant . . .
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April 09, 2008 12:52 PM EDT --
**This one is dedicated to Nathan Schauer -- an amazing Pre-Sim poet and artist -- This piece is a riff on Nathan's "The Art of Stumbling 7" which is an amazing piece of art.** . . .
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June 28, 2008 01:50 PM EDT --
I.
The rules break like a thermometer,
quicksilver spills across the charted systems
we're out in a country that has no language
no laws, we're chasing the raven and the . . .
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December 14, 2006 06:28 AM EST --
dreams of blue paper dolls
(original death bundle of words)
the peeled brushed steel, silicon ganglion in my head
is walled untitled & towers . . .
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December 27, 2006 06:15 AM EST --
Dedicated to JFWalter, who understands the Ecstacy of the Extreme, as well as a re-centering of the decentered, and to Laura, aurora musis amica, who is helping me to find the quiet, the sublime. So let . . .
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January 19, 2007 09:39 AM EST --
This poem was completely inspired by John Walter’s piece “Thresholding Where The World Ends,” and Ludolf’s accompanying collage art.
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Threshold . . .
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September 25, 2008 11:30 AM EDT --
I am always in a state of fermentation
My eyes rent the air,
leaving phosphorescent streaks
in the night
Lust-filled, wanton, thinking
my instantiated self a negro
finding a secret potion . . .
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