Solid Quarter

Blogging about poetry and poetics with a focus on the New Orleans poetry community.

Monday, October 05, 2020

Love Letters Ruin

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  idea(d) i dead or ideation, dis- of the time or –dis of the constructed versions, yes, i let so many hands run over me ...
Sunday, October 04, 2020

Observation determines reality

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  Information received by the optic nerve is always interpreted as light. The trifecta of seeing involves the external reality, which is a s...
Saturday, October 03, 2020

Something is Being

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Time sampling is a form of poetic entanglement. This is a photograph of the residue of stars, the ash of designed universals, the way light ...
Friday, October 02, 2020

The Edge Thins

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  What is faster than the speed of light? What is beyond mass and speed. The question of consciousness is only useful to the living as far...
Thursday, October 01, 2020

I Dare Sing

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Universes inside us. Us is an observation of the universe bounded into separation. Something occurs spontaneously in con...
Saturday, September 19, 2020

What’s A Hunt without Wet Socks?

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What’s A Hunt without Wet Socks?  time is a feature of our minds it devils fiendish, so to a trapping we go behind the blinds ask the only...
Monday, August 31, 2020

Who dares sing for me?

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Day 31: This is where I was born, under waters, blind and lost of any mapping. Dropped into consciousness from pure chaos and trying ...
Sunday, August 30, 2020

Do you know what a living death is?

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Day 30 : I am trying to say something about time and death and rebirth. I am failing as I always fail to magic it as pure as sound. I ...
Saturday, August 29, 2020

Can you H___ me?

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Day 29: NEW ORLEANS  That a building can sit in the center of a city with unburied dead clinging to it for ten months is all you need...
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