неділя, 30 червня 2013 р.
пʼятниця, 28 червня 2013 р.
Volodymyr Bilyk. Letter to Marianna Kijanowska.
Not sure if it really means something
But i have to write this:
you are in some way almost shriekingly anti-strange
and it dissappoints me so much that it makes me curious in a scientific way
and i think i'm having not-so-over-the-top insulting stroke of faux faith in complexity
all because of you
Ask me "why" before you'll ask me "what"
Well...
I have no clue how to explain it
i know nothing about that
so let it be the poem
at least on that terms it seems to be coherent
shriekingly as screamingly but with the double entendre and ox breath on the corner after a fight
anti-strange as friction but in terms of knowing
curiosity as brave attempt and scientific just to kill-off rampart interest of instinct
and please dont laugh at it
not-so-over-the-top insulting stroke is the stroke as usual but only when you get used to them -
althrough it remains the same in every form it gets.
faux faith is like old-age faith, it even fools you in the same manner as encyclopedic explanation of faith fools its natural understanding
my faith in complexity happened
because i dont believe that it cant be so simple. You cant be like an early records of Einstuerzende Neubauten. You can't be just like you are and nothing more. You can't not hide something in the very deep of you. you cant have no second bottom. It's impossibly ridiculous
and even if you laugh and answer me so clever i will say you "cool" i just think that it happens like that all the way through.
and still it makes me wonder insultingly
but what exactly?
but i have written what already
maybe the second of one which is second one
But i think i just had written it to be misunderstood
in a world-weary way of course
So let it be the letter
And let it be my pay-off for the mad ununderstandung
And still i havent quoted Cohen's song.
So long...
and be THRAKATTAK
and still it makes me wonder insultingly
but what exactly?
but i have written what already
maybe the second of one which is second one
But i think i just had written it to be misunderstood
in a world-weary way of course
So let it be the letter
And let it be my pay-off for the mad ununderstandung
And still i havent quoted Cohen's song.
So long...
and be THRAKATTAK
GX Jupitter-Larsen
Artist/writer/film-maker GX Jupitter-Larsen is based in Hollywood, California. Much of GX's visual & conceptual work is a self-created lexicon consisting mainly of personalized units of measurement such as the polywave, the totimorphous, and the xylowave. Forget about metric conversion, this is GX conversion. The polywave is his own personal meter. All nations and cultures direct their participants to conform to a master narrative, as if its story was the only one worth measuring. GX has his own story to recount, and that's where the polywave and totimorphous come in. They are the meters he uses to measure his life.
Felino A. Soriano - from Of isolated limning 4
within noon, a theory
of whistled bodies
thinned
syncopated
synonymous,
segregated
altered
freed though an afterward component of composed
alterations
this
hour of specialized devotion: corporeal continuities the
purposeful
flames introspective meaning
, long-away into a prism’s centered
affirmation, aimed
четвер, 27 червня 2013 р.
Gregory Vincent St. Thomasino
This poem, “()*+4#2+56$#0#2,” is a
stochastic traduction of the poem “Go twenty-seven” and is included in the
series Go Mirrored (Go in the Stochastic Era.
Go Poem into Eidograph.) collected in Six Comets Are Coming (E·ratio Editions,
2009).
http://www.eratiopostmodernpoetry.com/pdfs/SixCometsAreComing_I.pdf
Go and Go Mirrored by Gregory Vincent St.
Thomasino
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