A HYBRID NOTEBOOK OF POETICS AND PORNOGRAPHIES

Pornography Disclaimer

This is a an imaginary diary of facts, confessions, or messages. This is a notebook of working but broken ideas, lines, images, notes on books I'm reading, writers I admire, and brief fantasies of language. Here unfiltered  all mannerings pseudo-private, publicized, ur-. Here I am art and unrevealed: poetic, political and pop. These are my moonlit rough beginnings and should not be taken literally, directly, truthfully, reliably, and none of it is legally binding. These lies are all choreographed, but only haphazardly. Beware.

8.5.07

AS IF SUMMER COULD LOVE (AS MUCH AS COLOR)

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I have guided my bones
through some voltage. . .

BJORK

. . . . .

It's summer here, and I'm a moody mother
fucker. and lovely--watching the white sailboats out near the islands and the gulls fall

. . . . .

as if one could love
as much as color

. . . . .

sputtering like a candle
like a flower
looping

in a sacred
time-lapsed wilt
Android

Heart Machine
Delicate
Mechanical

Volta

a sadness in the eyes
cold
sputtering into life

marching

. . . . .

Wither is fled
the visionary gleam . . .

WORDSWORTH

. . . . .
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Poetry Disclaimer

My work has been awarded the Katherine C. Turner Prize from the Academy of American Poets, a Swarthout Award, and has twice been nominated and shortlisted for the Pushcart Prize. My first book, A Book Called Rats, was selected for the Blue Lynx Prize for Poetry (Eastern Washington University Press 2007). I'm curating editor for the online journal of poetry: PISTOLA and my poems and reviews most recently appear in Massachusetts Review, Beloit, Ploughshares and RAIN TAXI. I currently teach writing and literature at Santa Monica College in southern California.
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