I have often thought that a simple list of titles of the books my friend Alex has written, in the order, for the most part, of accident, would make a good poem. Here's testing that hypothesis:
COW
BIOTEXTS
TOY BLOOD
IN TONGUES
TOY BLOOD
IN TONGUES
VARIOUS ATMOSPHERES
THE MAP OF THE WINDS
LUCRETIUS AND THE WIND
IT RAINS EVEN ON WHO'S WET
LUCRETIUS AND THE WIND
IT RAINS EVEN ON WHO'S WET
SELECTED EPISODES FROM THE LIFE OF THE GREEN LANTERN
A STORIA DI MASTRU VASTIANU AROUZZU / THE STORY OF MASTER VASTIANU AROUZZU
SEVEN BOOKS OF LOVE
BOOK IN FIVE SETS
5 FIVE POEMS
POEMS 98
POEMS 99
CORRIGENDA
FOR THE HOUSE
X-ING THE CALENDAR
OUR PRIVATE WORDINGS
AFTER THE TREE HAD FALLEN
THE LAUGHTER THAT WIL WAKE US ALL
SONNU A CULURI / DREAM IN COLOR
NOT DREAMING NOT DREAMED
IMPOSSIBLE INSTRUMENT
WITH VOICE MIXED
OR, BOOK O' LIGHTS
ILLEGIBLE TATTOOS
WAY AFTER BASHO
ISLANDER
A PART
I AM NOT ONLY*
*only Bruce Conner did not say this.
POETRY IS WANTED HERE
FROM STONE TO STAR
HISTORIES
RESPONSES
SOME LOVE
PINOCCHIO POEMS
BODY/DREAMS/ORGANS
ANXIETIES & CHEMISTRIES
PHILOSOPHERS STONED
SONOSUONU
THE FOOD THAT FITS THE HUNGER
LIKE WATER
EATING BREAD
SPHOTA PROBE
ARSE
POET
ICUS
and finally, for now, with the option of adding new titles as I find them, etc.
3 comments:
taking alex to new dimensions....font..format..titles become...and become and beomce...learning stuff continues to knock dick to dirt...makes the ride..expecially together...nice
michael, you mentioned fonts and i had to go back and change the fonts of the titles. alex uses ariel! and now they look good! thanks.
the cool thing about "education" is that the smallest details become vital to the overall expression...most importantly because tboth giving and receiving...thats why I love vulgarity....the best church talks happen in bars and brothels....where an "fuck" and "god damn it" take their rightful place as some of the most powerful words in language...any dialect...
That is some of the most meaningful information gleaned from 60 years of active church activity....especially having gone from catholic altar boy to nuclear submarine machinist....yeh...I survived in spite of myself and a working testimony of vulgarity!!!!
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