You see: This took place long after the snow had melted and the far-flung galaxies had cooled and the jism on the bed sheets had dried to an amorphous, orange-tinged stain. It occurred after the relatives arrived and departed and drifted to their respective graves. This happened after the native grasses had vanished and the [...]
Entries from July 2010
“Try to think back to where you were the last time you remember having it with you.”
July 13, 2010
A Heap Of Broken Images: Social media and the architecture of anomie
July 13, 2010
In an age, when nature is besieged and the political landscape blighted, and one stands, stoop shouldered and wincing into the howling wasteland of epic-scale idiocy extant in the era, a solitary person can feel lost … marooned inside an increasingly isolated sense of self. Whether urban, suburban, or rural dwelling, the sense of alienation, [...]
Epitaph in Lasting Air
July 7, 2010
Nettling memories returned, as I bent forward to sniff the cactus flower blooming in our desiccated conservation. Forgotten … reign of redolence: Expunged from the singing narrative of troubadour air … purged, since the advent of that shivered era when the potentate of provisional remembrance banished all memories of the mercies of rain. Was it [...]
A Day In A Dying Empire: An intimate fable on current events
July 2, 2010
“Now, from America, empty indifferent things are pouring across, sham things, dummy life. . . . A house, in the American sense, an American apple or a grapevine over there, has nothing in common with the house, the fruit, the grape into which went the hopes and reflections of our forefathers … Live things, things [...]
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