Tag Archives: poetry
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Pledging the Stochastic, Ekphrastic Beat Allegiance
Leave a commentJune 21, 2025 by tsk2001
A further experiment with the photo I call Readymade: In Advance of Jasper Johns’ Broken Arm (seen below). I upload …
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A Readymade: In Advance of Jasper Johns’ Broken Arm
1June 19, 2025 by tsk2001
And a poem to complement the image. I asked Chat to write a short poem about Jasper Johns’ Flag paintings …
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A D-Day Quintain for Lew Welch
Leave a commentMay 23, 2025 by tsk2001
Yes, it’s Disappearance Day, May 23, which is truly in poor taste, but it’s going to get worse. Or better. …
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Birthday Prose Poem for Robert Creeley
1May 21, 2025 by tsk2001
“Dimensions,” by Robert Creeley (b. May 21, 1926), put through some ‘B’-based BTR filtration, yields the following prose poem, if …
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On Gary Snyder’s 95th Birthday
Leave a commentMay 8, 2025 by tsk2001
“For Lew Welch In A Snowfall“: A BTR Haiku Fluttering Louisville in March Snowing, reading in the white light poems …
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The Bob Kaufman Centennial Sestets: Jail Poems Sprung from a Can of Golden Sardines
Leave a commentApril 18, 2025 by tsk2001
In honor of the Kaufman Centennial, the Society for Bingian Translational Reanalysis presents randomly chosen sections of “Jail Poems” subjected …
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Lew Welch Birthday Cut-up
Leave a commentAugust 16, 2023 by tsk2001
From “Wobbly Rock“ Random number of syllables turns out to be 42. So, to Bard: (there is no separation)
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Lew Welch Anniversary Cut-up/Erasure Memorial
Leave a commentMay 23, 2023 by tsk2001
May 23, 1971.
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Adore the Booted Foot: Agony Pear in the Cradle (Cinnabar)
Leave a commentMay 16, 2023 by tsk2001
K takes the opportunity to Kandelize. “Lick it” demanded Madame Olga, and Poor Francine complied, the tears running down her …
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Stacked Spherical Perfection: The Voluptuous Weight of Eight (Cobalt)
Leave a commentApril 18, 2023 by tsk2001
“See what she’s saying?” G asks me quietly. “The very word emotion penetrates.” She puts her arm around me and …
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