Geert -- your images are good for my head. keep it going!
tl
On Wednesday, February 14, 2007, at 05:23PM, Geert Dekkers [EMAIL
PROTECTED] wrote:
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macosx only screensaver at
shunt to Ampersand
to Amsterdam
tombs on the dam
tomes on the sand
tuns and the man
mouths full of damn
On Friday, February 16, 2007, at 05:55AM, Dirk Vekemans [EMAIL PROTECTED]
wrote:
damn i was in
amsterdam
when you sent
this
also // dit:
there was a girl from Uruguay
on the
I second Jim's praise, and append to his phrase -- holy shit shit --
reduplicated appreciations to all involved ... this makes it worth getting up
in the morning.
tl
On Friday, February 16, 2007, at 12:18PM, Jim Piat [EMAIL PROTECTED] wrote:
Holy shit Sheila -- I think I'm in the presense
Poet, metalinguist, cultural theorist
and musician Alan Sondheim
is best-loved by consumers
well for watching, for listening,
med döva öron - with deaf ears
well for history they's drumbeats
great ending-up attitude to avant garde
full-transportational properties
what is it, ESP rendition?
http://epaper.hbl.fi/index.php?alias=FIN-HBLdate=17-02-07s=245p=10605article=41269
but the Koran is revealed text (as Fundamentalists claim their Bible is, as the
Mormons claim Joseph Smith's books are): allowable as supernal truth and
therefore uncontestable -- the alternative to revealed text (that is, from God
directly) is falsehood, at least if you buy into the first
writers are terrible people,
you don't want them in your house
-- K. Rexroth
it's amazing about how they hit 'em where it hurts...
they want no more misprisioning,
they want no more fiction, historical distortion.
the current trades on a thing.
we're empowering him.
you?re giving him a
Hevanet knows heaven peacefully.
I just read Blake's Tiriel on the plane from Florida last night -- Hevanet /
Heva ??
On Wednesday, February 28, 2007, at 08:25AM, susan maurer [EMAIL PROTECTED]
wrote:
sheila hope you do more than post your poems are you getting them published
too?? susan
another murder poem:
haven?t you done enough? Willie?s
dead, and you had to pry the cross out of his hands.
isn?t there something you want to tell me?
are you going to present your paper next week?
don?t you think Willie would want it this way?
are there any sarcastic remarks and cutting
, at 12:55PM, Tom_ Lewis [EMAIL PROTECTED] wrote:
another murder poem:
haven't you done enough? Willie's
dead, and you had to pry the cross out of his hands.
isn't there something you want to tell me?
are you going to present your paper next week?
don't you think Willie would want it this way
http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?file=/c/a/2007/02/26/DDGRHO9TQT1.DTL
Pacific Northwest
bigger than bathysphere, broader than hiccup
rainy and beaten against the rocks, like Northwestern Sasquatch
the rivers run dry this far up, birds high on sublimated moisture
their own song rising
:52 AM, Tom_ Lewis wrote:
http://minnesotan-ice.blogspot.com/2007/03/absent-simulation.html
tl
On Sunday, March 04, 2007, at 01:10PM, P!^VP 0!Z!^VP
[EMAIL PROTECTED] wrote:
http://anaugury.blogspot.com/2007/03/how-many-more-possible-ways-are-
there.html
P!^VP
http://anchovyorchestra.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-ocr-technology-can-teach-you-about.html
vailah! @o nly in mitten
All merit writem on hlodern Greek phonology
Amelia says, Police said the cause of the fire was still being investigated
but at this early stage it was being treated as suspicious.
(have you not also seen your e-mailed writings bounce back to you, blocked by
receiving machines for its similarity to spam and malware?)
Dobbin Olsen says,
on the foundation of staples
of statements
of fish breaking the last plate forever
for peace in the plantations
out in silence the satisfaction
on the freedom of spirits? tongues
outwards waiting no more time
of the upward motion
of hands clasped in our direction
from this word another
out to
this was apparently created / put together by one Rosalind Brodsky, of whom her
bio states:
Rosalind Brodsky suffers from delusions, particularly in relation to fantasies
of time travel.
I'm sold.
here's more:
Brodsky has previously been quoted as saying,
Sometimes I look for my
in case you thought of joining the Hexen2039 movement --
http://www.ensemble.va.com.au/Treister/info/bio.html
SUZANNE TREISTER
LONDON VENUES AND PROGRAMME OF EVENTS 2006/7
In 1995 Suzanne Treister created the fictional alter ego Rosalind Brodsky, a
delusional time traveller who
missed Steve 'n' John's do at Fusion
(Few Zion, feed the lion : feet environmentalists
for a list forever crying)... but a nice taxi jolt back
up 3rd w John nearly made it somelike worthwhile
in the salvatory saliva in the satiable sentition
in the saleable tale of (in)temperate drops
falling on
http://minnesotan-ice.blogspot.com/2007/03/no-squares-view-of-empire-state.html
http://takingthebrim.blogspot.com/2007/03/no-squares-2.html
my goddess my
vivarin
she?s my bread
and my orange
see her sleeping
watchful even now
apples in orchards.
with a good set of lies
a person might cross unharmed.
~
tl
ex sell ants
m-rax deep sots
On Wednesday, March 28, 2007, at 06:37PM, mez breeze [EMAIL PROTECTED]
wrote:
On 3/29/07, Tom_ Lewis [EMAIL PROTECTED] wrote:
apples in orchards.
+ bl[|r}ood+ p[l]eeches..
with a good set of lies
a person might cross unharmed.
x
You might consider removing the line
move the line remove the line
for godssakes everyone move the line
golly god stayed silly, tired, reconstructing
no linguistic DNA available to register
my poetic. my code is yours, heavenly faker
On Friday, March 30, 2007, at 12:03PM, steve d.
in post-molested, pre-chewed, perfecly modern text?
SD: every syllable's labored and every labcoat labelled,
your code is mine, mavenly remonstrator --
I was fuckin on your side, Deuteronomy.
so slit me a god that has no split hooves,
and tell him it wasn't anything personal.
and anyway
in my naychur ~
unguent jam hi tamp
unguent jam ml tine
Wyuom jam ni Gone
D^
On 31-Mar-07, at 8:32 PM, Tom_ Lewis wrote:
in post-molested, pre-chewed, perfecly modern text?
SD: every syllable's labored and every labcoat labelled
I don't need to see anything ? the wind that shakes the timber lake ?
all possibilities start with a promise ? wouldn't you die if such empty phrases
weren't smothered at birth?
piled high on the cross, the messiah and the contradiction wave
their free
foreshortenings.
On Sunday, April 01, 2007, at 01:05PM, P!^VP 0!Z!^VP [EMAIL PROTECTED]
wrote:
Tom,
Ou est le plafond?
D^[enjoying the exchange]
On 31-Mar-07, at 9:50 PM, Tom_ Lewis wrote:
I don't need to see anything ? the wind that shakes the timber lake ?
all possibilities start with a promise
is this a lost text of Virgil, or a synopsis of an episode of HBO's Rome?
On Monday, April 02, 2007, at 02:33PM, Harrison Jeff [EMAIL PROTECTED]
wrote:
Virginia told Appius shall in the step of secret silence go
Virginia told Minutius unseen, abroad the bruit of her is blown
Numitorius told
ALL virtuous, voluptuous characters/names -- love the piece, and the commentary!
tl
On Monday, April 02, 2007, at 03:35PM, Harrison Jeff [EMAIL PROTECTED]
wrote:
is this a lost text of Virgil, or a synopsis of an episode of HBO's Rome?
Thanks, Tom! The first three lines and last three lines
seder
pay dirt
say?d hurt
rash my package
brash
blood libel
everything blood
it baked me
it stunned me
it had edges
~tl
gut yontef, ale dichterer (happy holiday, all you daughters -- I mean, poets)...
On Monday, April 02, 2007, at 04:50PM, steve d. dalachinsky [EMAIL
PROTECTED]
eat that bagel eat that donut eat that raisin eat that falling sound
in the ear the eating chewing dissertation relents and eat that delicious
~
tl
...
On Wednesday, April 04, 2007, at 12:13PM, steve d. dalachinsky [EMAIL
PROTECTED] wrote:
On Mon, 2 Apr 2007 15:36:19 -0700 Tom_ Lewis [EMAIL PROTECTED] writes:
from dala:
great hat beagle meat hat do nut sweat hat basin seat hat calling round
din these clear themes bleating sewing dessert
egress!
out
on the grass!
where?
do you smell
beer?
no sense but pass,
press but noon,
but tap.
ingress!
agree,
but verify.
On Tuesday, April 03, 2007, at 01:11PM, Bjørn Magnhildøen [EMAIL PROTECTED]
wrote:
agree!
2007/4/3, Sheila Murphy [EMAIL PROTECTED]:
infinity's a pest
best to
ess! out
under ass!
under glass!
under gas!
ere imp pours
snarly were-boyscouts
snack with biscuits
smearing baskets of flour
nonce incense
abuts preening chassis,
noon, in time in tasks
parts stub
ess!
a-green
abut
a very thing
s.o.u.t.
On Wednesday, April 04, 2007, at 03:57PM,
)...
On Wednesday, April 04, 2007, at 04:03PM, Sheila Murphy [EMAIL PROTECTED]
wrote:
Splendiferous, Tom!
On 4/4/07, Tom_ Lewis [EMAIL PROTECTED] wrote:
egress!
out
on the grass!
where?
do you smell
beer?
no sense but pass,
press but noon,
but tap.
ingress!
agree,
but verify
thanks -- same to you, Sheila!
the flour's only as good as the grain it's milled from...
tl
On Wednesday, April 04, 2007, at 04:03PM, Sheila Murphy [EMAIL PROTECTED]
wrote:
Splendiferous, Tom!
On 4/4/07, Tom_ Lewis [EMAIL PROTECTED] wrote:
egress!
out
on the grass!
where?
do you
a) brama -- barbecue
b) jambo -- in easy-open elephant jars
c) leviticus -- leave it to the professionals, the only ones can cuss using
Tetragrammaton
do we win a prize if we get it right? or eternal damnation? or just lunch?
On Thursday, April 05, 2007, at 12:12PM, mIEKAL aND [EMAIL
alas it?s velocity
all lase address
~
tl
alas it's velocity all lase address~
rfuffro oral bon fetoideu liti soda
P!^VP
On 5-Apr-07, at 3:52 PM, Tom_ Lewis wrote:
alas it's velocity
all lase address
~
tl
gruff gorilla not in Paris, I C.
or not cut off, cuff'd, caught --
his internet tubes still leak.
On Friday, April 06, 2007, at 12:05PM, steve d. dalachinsky [EMAIL
PROTECTED] wrote:
On Fri, 6 Apr 2007 08:54:01 -0700 Tom_ Lewis [EMAIL PROTECTED] writes:
from sd
alterd convex pro sodomy
Easter Bunny --
beast or honey?
Crossing Back (to California)
Am nation. Depths. This what you're writing. Do you want to talk about
kabbalah. The sounds and the letters. Boy, those are shaky words. Yielding.
Safe and yet solid are the prophets' pronouncements. Seek and yes, am nation.
The baby swells inside belly. Swelling
vans a manse
ageing rash rason
wrists a delight
a resting moo se
::
remorse morose
box-elder brigade
Mars and token
terribly manageable
Mavortis knocks
Mary botched the major overhaul
mangy terrain through morning
remodeling mayhem
the grieving process
toed the line determined by her brows
Espoo (pron. ES-pohh) might be a cool name, but from my experience it's kind of
a suburban hell, west of Helsinki and mostly upgraded/modernized in the
1960s/70s, replete with structures made of white blocks, columns, and glass
barrel domes -- friends of mine thought Tapiola
the term aptly describes the entire planet.
you obviously haven't visited Espoo...
On Friday, April 20, 2007, at 10:35AM, phanero [EMAIL PROTECTED] wrote:
is nowheresville --
oh please, mr. Haute Architecouture urbanismop,
the term aptly describes the entire planet..
the species itself is
[EMAIL PROTECTED] wrote:
On Fri, 20 Apr 2007, Tom_ Lewis wrote:
the term aptly describes the entire planet.
you obviously haven't visited Espoo...
When did you take your sightseeing tour in Tapiola? The white block part
was largely constructed in the 60's, the glass tower palaces portion
spicy cleats
hatchet job
?what makes you think of hatchet job??
eureka
?what makes you think of eureka??
tense
?what makes you tense??
to be performed sotto voce, right?
On Thursday, April 26, 2007, at 09:49AM, John M. Bennett [EMAIL PROTECTED]
wrote:
Ssot tos
short sot so bringing
lay sot so bawling
mood sot so lumpy
rat sot so folding
mute sot so cringing
bag sot so yapping
log toss so funding
drool toss so minding
sits
the other day, while expounding in my own academic drone Cage's concept of
chance operations and what it means for artistic production, my wife presented
her own (six-word) version of the theory:
Everything is art, nothing is art.
she said it in a weird voice, like a sock puppet's, while
highway mutants fire their guns. gotta go!
Send your six words story to : [EMAIL PROTECTED]
(Translations will be available in comments)
an ode (visual) to magnhildøen :
http://anchovyorchestra.blogspot.com/2007/05/intressant-after-magnhilden.html
On Wednesday, May 02, 2007, at 01:09PM, bjørn magnhildøen - chyphertext
performance ISBN 978-82-92428-21-4 [EMAIL PROTECTED] wrote:
Det nteressert av
samech is as much a sound
samech is as much a sound
samech is as much a sound
samech is as much a sound
see high the way any is spelled
see high the way any is spelled
samech is as much a sound, and
see high the way any is spelled
several tame leopards in the zoo
see high the way any is spelled
Don't Know What Destroyer
I saw you take out a line of Iraqi citizens --
mostly women old men --
with a dumb sideways hand chop.
doesn't matter:
YOU DON'T BELIEVE IN THEM.
and what you don't believe in
don't exist. crying won't help,
But that's poets for you (or possibly people who cannot read instructions).
that would be me. I never met an instruction I couldn't misinterpret and
garble. thanks for putting mine up anyway.
tl
On Thursday, May 10, 2007, at 09:26AM, Cecil Touchon [EMAIL PROTECTED]
wrote:
Spam Poetry Game
(Parsifal rebaptized)
don't find a Grail where the creases shame you,
too.
Crease-us Gist: dunk again!
On Tuesday, May 15, 2007, at 12:25PM, Thomas savage [EMAIL PROTECTED] wrote:
Don't fall through the cracks in their games.
John M. Bennett [EMAIL PROTECTED] wrote:
Date: Tue, 15 May
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