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to learn how to make it big at butchers shops with revolutionaries
teaching him how to do ritual kills. Right now hes stuck at a subshop
weighting flower and praying for greensbut still he strole easy in
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entitled "notes from new
palestine"
(fernwood in victoria, bc) a more at 7:30 production
Mp3 Download here:
http://www.icompositions.com/auditorium/showphoto.php?photo=15691
Alan:
This sounds about right.
Love to you,
Joel
- Original Message -
From: Alan Sondheim [EMAIL PROTECTED]
To: WRYTING-L@listserv.utoronto.ca
Sent: Tuesday, May 31, 2005 6:21 AM
Subject: Re: sq*sq / A
The caves are infinite, the twisty passages long.
On our subways, the children of
=DIAN SUMMER
bursts / rubbery plankton bladder, uprooted Medusa shorel=e
foam whips cellophane lightn=g, sandpiper quiver
shadows scurry = October chorus, wrestl=g calcium =vention
beneath / crunch=g seal, chemical fear r=g=g, slosh=g aga=st
/ cirrus haze, day exam=es = silver privacy,
Fraternal Greetings to all Clemente Padins
L
- Original Message -
From: Clemente Padin [EMAIL PROTECTED]
To: WRYTING-L@LISTSERV.UTORONTO.CA
Sent: Monday, May 30, 2005 11:38 PM
Subject: Hello
A fraternal greeting to all the members of WRYTING-L: Writing and Theory
across Disciplines and
wood village
forked to becoming
round the wheel
out past the edge
a depression
perimetered by chinese dogwoods
a flock of wild parrots
crests the tarry amorphous wreckage
at
center
a scientist and her assistant
who wears a t-shirt that reads lapwing
take soil samples
photograph the parrots
Love decoding these Mr.R! Keep em coming!
lq
=DIAN SUMMER
bursts / rubbery plankton bladder, uprooted Medusa shorel=e
foam whips cellophane lightn=g, sandpiper quiver
shadows scurry = October chorus, wrestl=g calcium =vention
beneath / crunch=g seal, chemical fear r=g=g, slosh=g
Review copies of Xerolage 34 - David Daniels - are available.
Please backchannel if interested.
jUStin
hypermedia intern
Xexoxial Editions
Dreamtime Village
10375 Cty Hway A
La Farge, WI 54639
but at lodge
the trees
faint iffy
crap of on
the treatise
into fields of
graded grass
andrew smite
of naming
gobs of
lunacy
crane deep
in marsh grass
andrea
gizmo
specious
creampuff
listing sward
radical hack
swoon for
names in
harrow gawking
strobe pete jill
lester strum
prinkivory mranatoads
froam grey trilobyte pretals
through wrarblosuppurational jrellipores
whrich strack up
crortical zrorro crolumns
pressing jramon-star-eagle-platelet books
drown into the wromb-tranked Tradeusz
grib-gribble the hrag-scrallion strewbowled mastlet
mrutteringingly
Lanny Quarles wrote:
prinkivory mranatoads
froam grey trilobyte pretals
through wrarblosuppurational jrellipores
whrich strack up
crortical zrorro crolumns
pressing jramon-star-eagle-platelet books
drown into the wromb-tranked Tradeusz
grib-gribble the hrag-scrallion strewbowled mastlet
THE CAVE CHILDREN OF NEW YORK ARE NEVER FREE
I had six of that many. Under the newspaper delivery the door slipped like an ominous doorbell. Stake lock of who should come. E not satisfying by why show that matters. A done the first new year in platters a shelf of fingertips destroy destroy.
good. will do. best, MR
- Original Message -
From: Lanny Quarles [EMAIL PROTECTED]
To: WRYTING-L@LISTSERV.UTORONTO.CA
Sent: Tuesday, May 31, 2005 3:49 PM
Subject: Re: =DIAN SUMMER
Love decoding these Mr.R! Keep em coming!
lq
=DIAN SUMMER
bursts / rubbery plankton bladder,
I'm waiting for the orchid cutups..
On May 31, 2005, at 6:25 PM, Michael Rothenberg wrote:
good. will do. best, MR
- Original Message -
From: Lanny Quarles [EMAIL PROTECTED]
To: WRYTING-L@LISTSERV.UTORONTO.CA
Sent: Tuesday, May 31, 2005 3:49 PM
Subject: Re: =DIAN SUMMER
Love
hey, I've been maybe 8 times across the country
on all sorts of roads, this time we're hurrying
even though I don't know ADM one time had to go
for 35 hours because of 'frontier days' which
filled Cheyenne to the gut we kept going to Indiana
pulled into a rest stop slept on the shift
- alan
analogic smear
postulate the analogical from the position of the operations of the
analogical. i talked about, apologizing all the while for exhaustion, the
relation of the analogical to deep identity, identity all the way damental
ontologies and their relationship to the analogical and identity
away and on nomail for a few days
please write / send back-channel
we're on the road
3/4 hail a little while ago I went out
furious hitting! terrific bouncing about!
- Alan
( URLs/DVDs/CDroms/books/etc. see http://www.asondheim.org/advert.txt )
On Tue, 31 May 2005, mIEKAL aND wrote:
THE CAVE CHILDREN OF NEW YORK ARE NEVER FREE
freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose
nothing is nothing and we have everything to gain
our brainstems are strong and our ruddy mouths protrude
we blow hydrogen bomb kisses we're promising the
Plentus knew O was to rendevous with U. Mr Went included a marginal reminder. The damnedest to fathom, or went there thinking alike. Brags the haphazard unbecoming the literal. Tangent royalty waiting for shoe or grave machine. Qua ethnic sultry day in day out, rosy crucifix under a
green popeye-headed caterpillars squirm from the 1560 puckered
cranial orifices of the white-feathered-olive-oyl-owl-medusa-
caterpillar-tongue which squirms in the mouth of the swee'-pea-
wimpy janus-head caterpillar furred in transparent bioluminescent
scrotum pods carrying bright orange
I will sleep very soon. Tomorrow we travel to Wyoming. Then we go to Utah.
We will see big skies. I will forget my language. My name is Travis.
Hello! -
On Tue, 31 May 2005, mIEKAL aND wrote:
Plentus knew O was to rendevous with U. Mr Went included a marginal
reminder. The damnedest to
Alan--
i am Travis Bickle
which Travis are you ? (merle travis, randy travis, travis jackson etc--)(two famous country singers/songwriters and a hall of fame baseball player--)
"someday a real rain will come . . . "From: mIEKAL aND [EMAIL PROTECTED]Reply-To: "WRYTING-L : Writing and Theory across
Cumspears
Fluttering cumspears halve
defiled recreant filth along the long shutter rim of nowhere, rogue tongues
flashing dank morning mum brain, gushes gashes, maimed ma damn sees screwballs
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