Monthly Archives: April 2018

Go Blind Today Already: 3 Poems by Paul Celan

Posted on April 30, 2018 by randomyriad

From Breathturn Go Blind Today already eternity too is full of eyes — Where in drowns, what helped the images over the path they came, Where in expires, what took you out of  language with a gesture that you let … Continue reading →

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Another April Poem

Posted on April 29, 2018 by randomyriad

A Drift Everything then was falling apart and coming together simultaneously, situations bleeding noiselessly, the saturation of  wicking colors through beige fibers suddenly impacted by  metal and glass screaming to a halt bodies flying in all directions trying to land … Continue reading →

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Keep Only What You Need

Posted on April 28, 2018 by randomyriad

from SYNTHETIC ZERØ

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Thoughts and Images of April

Posted on April 23, 2018 by randomyriad

Misremembered Movie From a Dream A talent show, Sing!, but with real people instead of cartoon animals. This feeling that I had been somewhere, but it was a different place.    I am forming a project to examine the layers … Continue reading →

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Poems of April 2018 #2

Posted on April 14, 2018 by randomyriad

Transfer He was misleading  The two women about his father’s ability to care for himself. He feared they would not take such a helpless man.   Dis-integration All this world wants of me is everything consumed, from beginning to end,  … Continue reading →

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