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To Keep a Diary
Thomas Meyer. “Isis’ Memory” in The Umbrella of Aesculapius Practice attunes one. At first the diary of day &/or dream does no more than record, but in its persistence & dullness it instills the keeper with a certain & previously … Continue reading
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Who?
Thomas Meyer is a master of the epigrammatic form. His condensations open up and waft like honeysuckle. Ghost stories have all the facts & none of the answers. from The Bang Book And so for day 1470 22.12.2010
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Con Stellations
Souvankham Thammavongsa in Small Arguments has a number of portraits of fruit. This one is not there. It shines in another galaxy. It comes from an earlier chapbook Still Life and provides a lovely coda to the suite of poems … Continue reading
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Wink Wink
The limitations of flirtation. IX our winks waste a good thing Thomas Meyer, from “Ten love notes” in The Umbrella of Aesculapius The flirtations of limitations. And so for day 1465 17.12.2010
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A Viral N
Jim Smith. Virus Underwich Editions, 1983 A truncated alphabet (each section being labelled with a letter and the series ending at O) N is distinguished by its line breaks (the others have run on prose). You wake up one morning … Continue reading
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Small Argument with Small Arguments
There are two versions of “Water” 2001 – Still Life 2003 – Small Arguments takes shape / uncertain of its own / in the palm, in glass / lifting to drain and takes shape / uncertain of its own: // … Continue reading
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Thermometer Metrics
It’s been animated by Kat Burns. http://souvankham-thammavongsa.com/thermometer.html What I miss in viewing the animation is the columnar display of the poem on the page. Thermometer, A Diagram of The human body is marked between two points The point water boils … Continue reading
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Genetic Litterbug
If you find yourself referring to babies as sperm sculptures, you might like section four (“The First-Born”) in James Merrill’s Peter where you can find a beautiful line about the subject of the poem who is no slouch in the … Continue reading
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Reader as Camera
George Steiner expresses with beautiful precision “At their finest, the criteria of orality and the cinematographic fuse perfectly” in his review of Christopher Logue’s War Music [Times Literary Supplement 15 February 2002]. The directions emerge from the action. [Achilles has … Continue reading
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