#94 – With All The

old babies, the plagiarist moon has its teeth in the new day
tea in China, a cup of distance poured between us.
chi in China, two lumps or three?
sounds, let's create a new silence

with all the visual poetry in the world why don't i hear nothing
gin joints...

with all the bubble and squeak in a pea soup fog
sun comes balloon popping




Gary Barwin, Bryne Helen Lewis, Pearl Pirie, Amanda Earl, Garry Thomas Morse, Linda Steer, Catherine Heard, Sarah Cunningham

Something outside order

I wasn't able to make it to participate in the G20 protests in Toronto yesterday, but some of my writing popped up around town: h/t Shannon Maguire

These are clips from the three-words-per-poem project:


More on Shannon's project here.

#95 – Faceless But Booked

Faceless but booked
on the site, in the mud
word after word after word after word
all transparent charlatans
steams, thirsty

Faceless but booked
fences invade my dreams

the Western Marches
we only have one script
what do I do with that meatball?

make it detox
detox veg

smorgulon, smorgulax

Faceless but booked off the plane from Tulita
I land, I almost faint
the people (400 people, no restaurants)
the rush
I am cured
of my fear of marigolds

I Claudius
I borrow your bike
(don’t trust Greg Betts)
I borrow your beer and friends
coffee pot
table top
telephone

Faceless but effacing
the matriarchical peace
we’ve called the doctor
the crown, the architect’s erection




Allan Briesmaster, Claudio Gaubio, Michael Christopher Holmes, Aaron Tucker, Jenny Sampirisi, rob mclennan, Frank Davey, Gary Barwin, Lindsay Tipping, Jim Johnstone, Babar Khan, others.

"I saw a figure like myself lying dressed in my clothes on a bed."
Charles Dickens, Our Mutual Friend

#96 – In My Clothes

In my clothes,
perhaps,
but never my shoes
resides a king,

dangling modifier,

language so uncomfortable
the moths
thwart
my dreams
(re) surrection.




Priscilla Brett, Sarah Cunningham, Tom Cull, Andrew Topel, Nadine Flagel

“But in truth all their gods were unknown gods.”
G.K. Chesterton, The Everlasting Man

98 – But in Truth

But in truth
I lie and only
by lying can I
bear the truth

I stow away
boxlocked
my best intentions,
an honest linen dress
folded with care.
Oh Derrida,
I love you,
I wish I had chosen the alligator.

But in truth, the world ended the universe,
God, fabrication.






Andrew Waldie Porteus, Bryne Helen Lewis, Linda Steer, Priscilla Brett, Andrew Topel, Amanda Earl