Second time, the charm. I went on the waiting list on the library for Ken Babstock‘s Airstream Land Yacht once before and was away when it came it and they sent it back. It’s worth the wait. I love the drifting at anchor through waves of registers and unexpected laps that somehow all work together. […]
Author Archives: Pearl
Max Middle Sound Project
All you folks not living in Canada get a treat due to technology: the Max Middle Sound Project: now at YouTube, an exploration of sound and poetry, the first a throat drum reminiscent of monks, the second almost soundless and the third voices overlapping to choral, dissect oral and intersect words. What fun.
Old Uncle
Old Uncle With cigarette lit, light shaken to smoke the stained-dark wood humors him, veneer flame (the face of walnut branch sliced though). Match, tamed, he holds it up, a thinned threat, a black joke against the grain. Sputter; laughter, sulphur eyes burn, acerbic wit. Chain “cancer sticks” perk him up, the OC litany, wicks […]
Dusk
squint down alleys thick with scuffed dust bunnies convention let out Not a haiku but a shortie one breath long. More responses to the One Deep Breath Twilight Dusk prompts. Visual poetry generator toy might be fun to play with some time. —
hard to think in public
sidelong facial tick of jaw click sidewalk’s repeating clusters faster than us also want snatches of what’ll finally be rung and brung to lip pits of fruit pressed tongued strained in/de cisions, ideological surgery, tumor row for shore, dead reckon for safe harbour sugary diplomatic debates d/el(u/i/)sions park poignant pointed out of the […]