New Found Freedom

[Internet escapism]

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Another Space Race required?

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by Angela Genusa

Simon

Chinese Take-Out Rarebit with Pink Eye (1 and 2)

與桃紅色眼睛2的中國罕見的位
(Transl: With the pink eye 2 China rare positions)

RMD P2P NIP

Vespers (60)

reason seeps away
languor taps out
code
brackets relax

is night merely
absence of routine
light

silence
not the same
as prayer
evades
timbre

the drift
of a secure
awareness glides
into a higher
ordered quiet

clear
as the few things
that cut through
spaces between
that do not divide

1

An art is creating inspiration
the blank page of esoteria.
Narcissus unfolds his lust
for examination

He wonders why now, he
cannot touch his reflection?

If he reflects his reflection
by a waterless prism
maybe his aforementioned flower
would be more pluckable?


*

The camera's eye, the novel
An eye by another's eye
would conquer a whole world of limitations

backed by legislations, the
squeeze and squash could rely
upon an eye for an eye
an automated artist

Spinning fanciful near realities
academic truths
a scuppered soul breathed
into an artificial arene.

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I need a new art movement
Sappho? Morgan?

I feel his armour rushingthrough tangles of trees

I need a new art movementSappho? Morgan?

I feel his armour rushingthrough tangles of trees

(A big pay cheque would

make my poem a film)

Mordred, son of a sorcerer

and sorceress

Maddened by spells and evil.

He rises when the king is

sick and the land is as barren

as artificiality.

Once we have driven for miles,

when due New York weather

in pepper-clouded English skies

we catch the spell of a rainbow

bold, visible yet, quite impossible.

Before the Sun sets deep red

like in oriental skies

our rainbows appear, momentarily

Orange white and green

As if the "yellow brick road"

lead (by some strange apparition)

East, East and further still!

Fish out of Water

All at Sea

Vespers (59)

dreams left off mid-breath remain mid-
night
I sentence myself to living home
the what we called the woods
where small animals
and you could hear birds betray their own
unhappiness projected by young
minds at the window
gathered at the double-paned
glass barrier
(let us pray)

the sorting room remained unsorted,
still, the levity attached
itself to shadows
and the wind brought low
each branch

golden were the syllables that lingered
now I have a body that belongs
to my maternal line
my heart is safe by virtue
of its placement amid
branches casting shadows
this small experience rides low
within the psyche

within the psyche are these marks
made by chalk purporting
to be everlasting
glyphs make good on urgency
once splintered into these discrete
thoughts

we repeat ourselves when we have said
precisely nothing
to each other and ourselves

esion = reflected urban noise

urban noise blended
to personal
perfection