The Ancient Image
What is almost motionless and black?
The specter of an ancient image.
Who is combing the sheep’s hair?
The one with frozen veins.
Who has the secret knowledge of the naval?
What are mystagogic chairs?
All the women who resemble you.
Who is Belshazzar?
He who studies plaster-of-Paris lips.
What are the nerves?
Seven pure words.
What is mandarin?
The poem in your skull.
What is a fishbowl?
Dream eyes under the sea.
What are crystals?
Bells breaking in the wind.
What is the Ache?
A long embrace from the sun’s dark arms.
seed text: The Collected Poems of Philip Lamantia
art by bethfromabove
tough rummage flue
Take a trip into the grail legend
eschew those dull ‘responsible’ profiteers
who’d nourish you on video plastics — Philip Lamantia
to waste/ at last a thin
The Horse’s Career
Glenn R. Franz
The horse’s career as a sportswriter
landed in a wonderful paddock.
The pilot stopped the film,
the aircraft bruising the grass underneath.
She propagated her own form of different abundance.
Flame animals, classified by the order of their whiskers.
Announced over national radio
the liberation of the infinite.
The coup collapsed the next morning.
From an ongoing series of micropoems tweeted from @GlennRFrantz, mostly collaged from Featured Articles on Wikipedia.
art by kimama
nest of inner spirals
with its own bubonic open door
opening & shutting
against the predatory sums of roving scorpion necrotics — Will Alexander, “On Scorpions & Swallows”
thru the sky
in my toughened flesh.
I do not know
if she sat
a yellow ghost
where the bones
source text: Loba, by Diane di Prima
art by bran__santos
Julianne the Beautiful
Uut and Traverse the Moon
What are the days you forget?
Dry hot wings.
What is an ugly soul?
A never ending sniffle.
Who holds the staff of night?
Julianne the Beautiful.
Who are the consumers?
Those with lice-infested jaws.
What is the color of a reflection?
The gilded whiteness of your legs.
What is a meerkat?
A string of coincidences.
What is a cat person?
The title of an awful YA novel.
Who confounds eternity with her eye?
Tesla’s secret lover.
What is a wife?
A paper butterfly that cut as it flies back up your throat.
What is an elegy written in a country churchyard?
The masterpiece painted beneath “Starry Night.”
What is a university?
A silent conch shell.
What are intestines?
The moans of the ocean.
art by Sabirina
adjective dust centers/ for Welsh moss
dish/ of after bites
Beauty In The 21st Century
It’s not your place to be cowed by beauty.
Remember that Shakespeare’s sonnets
never had very much to say.
Okay, so death is certain
and words are safety boats or burning ants
lofting eggs of promise to the safer ground.
Catullus never tried to be beautiful.
His poems are often nothing
but an angry letter to a friend.
You won’t believe how
this frilly leech was drawn
out of the body like a hot length of wind.
The smell of marjoram
has a hint of nowhere’s ocean.
Everything looks green and stippled
through bottles of green, stippled glass.
Homer, opening his brain like an accordion,
waits in lungfuls of silence for the first sound.
No wonder Plato wanted him
severely enough to want him
to be exiled from Athens.
art by owlwise12
The schizophrenic throbbing coming from under the water,
It knws no monsters other than. Love it is never announcing what bones
Build into me. A distant. Landscape,
In the back seat, you drive into.
Exploding walls before us,
How do you die? with half of a ticket
From somewhere? Last time, you
Bit me to show the structure
I bit back
how do you die
Should have known were we want,
December, the 20th,
or is this the access to another
woman, I am?
Don’t tell me we never
Drove, and never died,
Send me questions and/or answers for the game today…
Let’s play the definitions game.
Send me 10 questions and/or 10 answers (not related) and I will pair them up with mine or others.
Questions should be “what is/are…,” “who is/was…”
Slap the kitsch! Shock the taste of the techno-clones!
Surrealism cannot be kept as a pet or a caged animal
We must break the Freudian chains, a non-Oedipal rebellion
To conquer the inner and outer worlds! — Valery Oisteanu
Marriage Class Questions
What is dandruff?
The sadness of laundry.
What is young earth creationism?
Hand lotion that smells like the beach.
What is the icy hand of death?
A delicate hairbrush.
What is a boy band?
A machine that pours laughter into holes.
What is adolescence?
A barking dog.
Who is Poseidon?
Only an arc.
What are automatic updates?
Immersion in Russian and American symbols.
Who is @matthewzapruder?
The heart opened to everything made of heat.
What is a Mexican gurney?
6 Snickers bars.
What is an astounding mystical event?
Spinning a chicken over your head.
art by collageartbyjesse