Uut Poetry

Aug 19

‘a’

Gray Tolhurst

after Hexagram 29; The Abysmal Water

you confronted goodness
(the ‘a’ carries)
between doubled bodies.

that name, water,
is locked, enclosed, repeated.

carrying through
the not-world.

the danger of that.

II.

doubling the repeated
(the line and inner rise carrying)
means nothing.

problem:
in only fills meaning.

streams protect against the forward.

III.

the protecting world, which makes ‘without’ what remains,
depends on within.

water develops,
it flows in sun.

properly the means make it the danger.
the measure.

likewise, occurrence,
the image occurs in that.

IV.

really,
you foal.

the repeated. the image.

inner mountains form.
merely grow within the body.

material occurs, has natural light.

if flowing can be like it
with it, one and all.

IV.

ravine of light fills through/within “A”
this son.

water,

brought and enclosed with the material
of mountains.

I created this poem using the Wilhelm translation of “The Book of Changes” or I-Ching. I threw the coins and located the proper hexagram (29) and then I used the Language is a Virus cut up machine   to disfigure the text of the original translation before rearranging it as I saw fit.
Some publications: Transfer Winter 2014-  “Dream of a Glass Bulb” and/or Fall 2014- (upcoming)- “Continuous Series” Transfer Magazine- “Hexagram 34”S/Word Summer 2014- “God Of Trees”
art by scottldickson

‘a’

Gray Tolhurst

after Hexagram 29; The Abysmal Water

you confronted goodness
(the ‘a’ carries)
between doubled bodies.

that name, water,
is locked, enclosed, repeated.

carrying through
the not-world.

the danger of that.

II.

doubling the repeated
(the line and inner rise carrying)
means nothing.

problem:
in only fills meaning.

streams protect against the forward.

III.

the protecting world, which makes ‘without’ what remains,
depends on within.

water develops,
it flows in sun.

properly the means make it the danger.
the measure.

likewise, occurrence,
the image occurs in that.

IV.

really,
you foal.

the repeated. the image.

inner mountains form.
merely grow within the body.

material occurs, has natural light.

if flowing can be like it
with it, one and all.

IV.

ravine of light fills through/within “A”
this son.

water,

brought and enclosed with the material
of mountains.


I created this poem using the Wilhelm translation of “The Book of Changes” or I-Ching. I threw the coins and located the proper hexagram (29) and then I used the Language is a Virus cut up machine   to disfigure the text of the original translation before rearranging it as I saw fit.
Some publications: Transfer Winter 2014-  “Dream of a Glass Bulb” and/or Fall 2014- (upcoming)- “Continuous Series” Transfer Magazine- “Hexagram 34”S/Word Summer 2014- “God Of Trees”
art by scottldickson

This Is What The Average Single Man’s Sex Life Looks Like

Mitchell Garrard

You lied to to my bed and licked
the emboldened sheets phosphorous
like a revolution. My randomly generated

mattress cuddles better than my future
whatever. This exam room is exactly
how my palm reader described: totally

uncool and in-love with a viscous
world that ignored every commitment.
My gunnysack of paychecks is a kind

of public nudity, so tonight, coworkers
drink without me, but on Monday, I am
still their boss and violating dress code.

a retraction / of fake kites

Oppenheim. Red Head, Blue Body.

It is white that cancels out your gift to me
of compository grace,
the most colossal axe
I infatuate
as scene.

Oppenheim. Red Head, Blue Body.

It is white that cancels out your gift to me
of compository grace,
the most colossal axe
I infatuate
as scene.

grainnn:

image

Manual to a Machine

To get a proper view of the machine one must get rid of misconceptions:
It operates under the intangible. It knows nothing and makes smoke.
In fewer words, it’s a smoke machine, it is unconvinced of purpose, it does smirk every now and then.
Ah, there’s one thing: it hates stones, did you notice the absence of minerals these parts? Blame the machine of course. Who else.

To get a proper view of the machine one must get rid of misconceptions:
It was born from an intersection of 3 trivialities, being i) the world is yours to conquer ii) it is yours to explore iii) it is yours to forget, mine to remember - I digress, I apologize. iii) it is yours to blame.
It works on an extremely boring mechanism, something to do with gold coins, a system analogous to the organism (which one, they never told us) and numerous circuits.

To get a proper view of the machine one must not stare, nor wonder.

What the machine CAN do: compile your motivations into discredit, argue with your parents, move you from point A to stack zero, smirk.
What the machine CAN NOT do: believe & feel, wake up, sleep well.

(Lastly, here are the stones, which ones, I don’t know, they’re, supposedly, last ones).

art by isabella rosa

On Thursday / by Yariv Zerbib

On Thursday / by Yariv Zerbib

The Metamodernist Manifesto: After Postmodernism (Part I) -

Seth Abramson, huffingtonpost.com

{Below is Part I of the second in a series of articles exploring the basic principles of a sphere of thought within metamodernism, “transcendent metamodernism.” Other spheres of thought under the general heading of this cultural paradigm includ…

Aug 18

happy parkour/ melt as laundry

sad lunging / of plastered buns

Aug 17

Stork 02

Raymond Farr

They’ve taken down
The dancing feathers

Of statues backwards
What’s left is the stale bread

Of quicksand
The stuff of TV

Is curing itself of habit
Of territory

Figures shoulder scenery
In & out of frame

Source text: Object Lessons by Louis Armand

Airplanes

zjoot

Very often I wonder if I am Salman Rushdie’s bad poet.A “survivor”. I think my body would still breakin a plane crash. Even in the gentlest plane crash, I thinkand the Internet tells me I am a coward. The Internetis alive with color and sound and I have not spoken to anyonein months. What would I have to say to them? Some sharp reflection on airplanes? I never really liked airplanes. Or, I should say, never really liked them from the ground.I thin their relationship with clouds is all wrong.They are like young and brash animals trying to impress elephants! I am alive with color and soundin the fall, slipping the city over my head like a pair of sunglasses.In Denver, I hear, there is a man with a watch that makes predictionswith perfect accuracy, but they are largely political and sothey are utterly useless.

Art by Quint Buchholz

Airplanes

zjoot

Very often I wonder if I am Salman Rushdie’s bad poet.
A “survivor”. I think my body would still break
in a plane crash. Even in the gentlest plane crash, I think
and the Internet tells me I am a coward. The Internet
is alive with color and sound and I have not spoken to anyone
in months. What would I have to say to them? 
Some sharp reflection on airplanes? I never really 
liked airplanes. Or, I should say, never really liked them from the ground.
I thin their relationship with clouds is all wrong.
They are like young and brash animals 
trying to impress elephants! I am alive with color and sound
in the fall, slipping the city over my head like a pair of sunglasses.

In Denver, I hear, there is a man with a watch that makes predictions
with perfect accuracy, but they are largely political and so
they are utterly useless.

Art by Quint Buchholz

cerebull

Carol Shillibeer

The Legion of Mary, J T C and the anointed 
Great One A M R R mastermind, in concert, 
the greatest revelation in the last three 
millennium. In this Secret Doctrine, all 
is revealed: 

Glory! The Bulls did labour for our deliverance, 
of the hominid church, which, by the grace of Taurus, 
and the zeal of our Genitors, the whole 
of the grassy plains, the safe waters, 
the castles of Cattle, are by them occupied. 

So sacred a Bovine journey, 
the provision of paternal solicitude, 
Bovine tranquility — to all faithful Cattle 
and, for the remission of hominid sins, 
we enjoin you to crusade under the banner
of the Horn and Udder./p> 

Prepare yourselves with precious linen garments. 
Gather alfalfa and sweet apples. 
Put away nose rings, bits, stinging whips. 
Pull down all fences. The whole land, 
once held by hominidae, now is released
to Taurean righteousness.

Thurifers of the hominid council 
must bow their heads in shame! 
We, the elect, speaking at the behest 
of the Taureans, pray: May you grow 
light and illuminate the moulding 
of cattle dung. It is only in this 
sacred art, that Truth, to humans,
and the glory of Taurus, can be done.

seed texts: Eugene III: Summons to A Crusade, December 1, 1154 (Papal Bull, Quantum Praedecessores.)
http://www.fordham.edu/halsall/source/eugene3-2cde.asp
Secret History of the Jesuits by Edmond Paris with an introduction by Alberto Magno Romero
Rivera. Published by Chick Publications, 1983.
Vivaldi: Conerti e Cantate. Concerto Italiano & Rinaldo Alessandrini (2007).art by °”/~"°

cerebull

Carol Shillibeer

The Legion of Mary, J T C and the anointed
Great One A M R R mastermind, in concert,
the greatest revelation in the last three
millennium. In this Secret Doctrine, all
is revealed:

Glory! The Bulls did labour for our deliverance,
of the hominid church, which, by the grace of Taurus,
and the zeal of our Genitors, the whole
of the grassy plains, the safe waters,
the castles of Cattle, are by them occupied.

So sacred a Bovine journey,
the provision of paternal solicitude,
Bovine tranquility — to all faithful Cattle
and, for the remission of hominid sins,
we enjoin you to crusade under the banner
of the Horn and Udder./p>

Prepare yourselves with precious linen garments.
Gather alfalfa and sweet apples.
Put away nose rings, bits, stinging whips.
Pull down all fences. The whole land,
once held by hominidae, now is released
to Taurean righteousness.

Thurifers of the hominid council
must bow their heads in shame!
We, the elect, speaking at the behest
of the Taureans, pray: May you grow
light and illuminate the moulding
of cattle dung. It is only in this
sacred art, that Truth, to humans,
and the glory of Taurus, can be done.

seed texts: Eugene III: Summons to A Crusade, December 1, 1154 (Papal Bull, Quantum Praedecessores.)
http://www.fordham.edu/halsall/source/eugene3-2cde.asp
Secret History of the Jesuits by Edmond Paris with an introduction by Alberto Magno Romero
Rivera. Published by Chick Publications, 1983.
Vivaldi: Conerti e Cantate. Concerto Italiano & Rinaldo Alessandrini (2007).
art by °”/~"°

Matisse. Dance (I).

Absolute and overwhelming,
your are the equation
of strong.

Let harps apply their holidays.
One knee has suggested
everything is wrong—
but the backs of women
recite the highest value
of ecologue

in plain arguments 
of rayon.

Matisse. Dance (I).

Absolute and overwhelming,
your are the equation
of strong.

Let harps apply their holidays.
One knee has suggested
everything is wrong—
but the backs of women
recite the highest value
of ecologue

in plain arguments
of rayon.

Why Distant Objects Please

apocalypsemambo

Jesus, attractive,
hip, scantily clad,
cradles a lamb.
The lamb looks
a little uncomfortable.
It can become tiresome,
all this ironic point
and counterpoint.
Linger for too long
and you begin
to crave cloudy weather.
But then again,
beautiful, polluted sunsets
are hard to resist.

Aug 16

We Must Love One Another, And Die

B.T. Joy

One first and the next afterwards; causally unrelated.
If you like you might remove the conjunction entirely.
We must love one another. Die. Forget the rhetoric, the old
windpipe bone of the throat whining its corrections into stone.
Don’t pretend that Auden ever made New York do anything.
Don’t pretend the cave buddhas have enlightened 5th Avenue.
If you’re here it’s because postmodernity never killed your parents
and the Schizophrenic God that nursed Nazi dreams on its pink tit
never clawed the small eggs of desire from your grandmother’s guts.
       Let’s think of death then as entirely irrelevant to love.
One happening first and the next afterwards. Causally unrelated.
Not even like a shadow following a body
but like a cloud passing after the field
has already broken into flower.