Archive for November, 2012


Biblioklept

It said “Once upon a time”

 

I fingered the line

(transverse spelling by the syllables that matter)

on-and-on-a-rhyme

 

It followed

“The princess conceded”

but for me she was prim-and-abscessed

and jaded-my-way

because in the end

“The day faded away”

 

Slipping through my tongue

the sibilating primal spells

 

junks of aural lines

taken out

like teeth by forceps

 

forced

robbed

 

from tie to rhy

 

 

http://dversepoets.com/2012/11/29/meeting-the-bar-erasure-poetry/

It has been prepared

Prepay

those you value

 

Pre-miss

those who care

 

Pre-act

nicely, the drama

 

of launching the craft

taking the bomb

 

Then you’ll be ready

 

for the farewell

when above the clouds only a horizon

holds in your hands the explosion

 

Death has no regrets

It has been prepared

The Oracle said you’re the wisest,

yet you knew nothing,

 

you’re only a gadfly stinging the dumb ox,

the same

that led you into the dreamery of the hemlock.

 

There, already somnolent,

from the first and last berth,

you called Crito and reminded him

of a debt

“We owe a cock to Asclepius. Pay it and do not neglect it!”

 

It was paid

and the fowl must have been served with chili

because the good God of the snake

spelt a cure that still heats.

 

The vessel pursues, away from the inflammation.

People ask why.

 

There’s blood in every revelation.

 

6. In check

El caballero advança
The bishpos disguise in service
Disfarseurs’ cynismo
(a miss waiting in the churchs’ alcova)
But the caballero fixes the black Dama
Meu amor – my dearest – my Dulcinea
The errante metallicarmourdura advança
Advança
Advança
“Check!” proclaima the knight
But a petit pawn eats him
The little one rejoicesgozija
No one – ninguém but she – remembers The Cavaleiro

The chalked palm

 

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Cocks and Simians

A pincer-nail goes straight

down

leaving a cut

and blood

 

A teeth-mouth awaits the carmine drop

it then licks the lips

satisfied

a brain flashes and twists the pincer’s neck

 

That is called Evolution

and it

is writing a book

fissuresfissures infinires

Frivolity

Serenity

 

A fridge serving pancakes

sweeping frisky

–  ain’t oil

only benzene –

the diva smashed the punk

a yellow Carlsberg

bubbles a form

 

Sri Lanka is a flavour

flip-flopping

Chinese giants

There’s a sword in the Egyptian hall

lifting it

–  an underworld

 

Fredo is coming from the Halloween

brought coconuts for a ginger

–  a slice, slashed, of lemon –

Mormon’s shit

shame and shadows

–  rubbish friendship to the score

 

Filigrees confettis

Bis! bis! Please, bis!

 

It’s 5 (pm afterhours)

time for an encore

five for the police to attend

 

But I had to register that unproductive conversation

With vibrants and fricatives

R’s S’s f’s fissures

fissuresfissures

infinires

 

cell call

touch

membrane recognition

sugar binding

 

iron-bombs activated

transferable acidity

 

the nucleus responds

an instant message

 

fusion-mixing-division

 

the encapsulated cell infects

an innocent flowing plasma

 

immunity rewards the victim

and construes a

killing mechanism

 

An archer’s paradox

An archer’s paradox

Zeno said

the arrow can’t reach the target

because

From A  to B

you have to reach C

(C, between A and B).

And to reach C, you have to go through D

(D, between A and C).

And how could you reach D,

before E, between AD?

and F and G and so on… in between.

But here’s how it is:

from A__to__B

you’ll have to cross A__C

and then A_D

and then AE

and you just suppress the Fs, and Gs,

because there’s no space

space        space        space

in between.

The arrow just crosses the vacuum and hits the target

bumping the dumb,

perplexed.

It just goes through

without much thinking.