Sep 4, 2014 | Uncategorized
The advantages of blundering
midnight beneath the streets of the forests
cloacal cathedral
stained glass translucent leaves
because they fell
and the trees’ amber ruin be
fine spectacle
leaf veins of innocence.
Sep 2, 2014 | Uncategorized
The always
on your hands
are in your hands,
the lost grammar pf Gan Eden
a language made exclusively of pronouns
and the names of things
were still asleep.
Jun 26, 2014 | Uncategorized
Trying
to understand
the grand
confusion,
cathedral
of inadvertencies
our
vast kultur.
Everything
is in it
“but
not near the door.”
Immure
yourself in circumstance
and let
lust’s will win a window out
and a
new door. New doors are all we need.
Jun 1, 2014 | Uncategorized
Robert Kelly reads from his and Susan Quasha’s new book, Winter Music, at T Space in Rhinebeck NY, 31 May 2014
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