Tag Archives: surrealism
Tilt
Wikipedia Poem, No. 740
“That the paper of record could print such mendacious rubbish is a telling symptom of the ideological sickness of our time. The widespread collapse of journalistic standards in the United States is a part of a general and rapid deterioration of thought, language and, above all, cultural and historical memory.” The New Criterion
myself and the picture is dead not passed into something about their machen mōgen mache knife something i remain facted about that truck outside our home the purpose gruesome videos taught me something we’re next her and her dam; breaking life i am this transition she worlds sometimes with force
“Her friends have given her a toaster, which she shows off gratefully.” Laurent Binet
her dam; breast empathy it was to know i don’t fear death not passed into or through the neck bone someone else’s in college myself and picture her mouth and blood tissue i will remind me by opening traffic to ascertain remain remarkable to beat empathy remarkable to the exact degree of a mid sized sedan in slow mo
“It was unsafe to meddle with the corpses and ghosts of these creatures. A sort of generic or Pantheistic vitality seemed to lurk in their very joints and bones, after what might be called the individual life had departed.” Herman Melville
coriolis force something told anyone before she will remain remarkable to sometimes i for a dam; breath something teach me some videos taught me / by the asked to ascertain unkempt her hand she is death failing traffic to sometimes i force myself and my wife to take the asked to ascertain such remarkable scale
Sources:
- Howland, Jacob. “Soviet fate, Russian hope.” The New Criterion, Mar. 2018, p. 4.
- Binet, Laurent, and Sam Taylor. “The Seventh Function of Language.” 2017. eBook, p. 152.
- Melville, Herman, John Bryant, and Haskell Springer. “Moby-dick.” New York: Pearson Longman, 2007. Print, p. 273.
“Women Begin New Reign of Terror”
Wikipedia Poem, No. 724
“He said I was fooling I am not a tree and he dropped his leaves.” Russell Edson
annie besant
you
motherfuckers
should see my notebooks re-
surrealismo
a word near athens
admit your
feelings high
above
new
york
women
begin new
reign of terror olly
found this among theosophy bathing in paint thinner
invite the unknown he was crying
and so
i cried
and
i cried
and so i cried
she's getting thinner watch it
RNG (Robbins v. Goldsmith)
Wikipedia Poem, No. 663
in that particular place at that precise instant virtue in late fall sniff modernism rhyme disappear from poetry sometime in late fall sniff jealousy the primary output of modernism rhyme disappears from poetry sometime next week early winter is that sunrise or sunset culture moving thereby the young reproduce like culture and naive move along high-end users ibid originality the key party of modernism rhymes with commerce disappears from poetry sometime in late winter when on average users taste drambuie and tang in 1910 if surrealism happened today in early spring it would be over in a logarithmic curve along with technology's potted hipsterism ibid originality ibid fetish object ibid of average users ibid modernism ibid rhyme
‘she uses her height, leaning into the crowd, moving her face close and staring fiercely, between screams and maniacal laughs’
Wikipedia Poem, No. 609
“Still, there are ways / of touching without bulldozing.” Ruth Madievsky
windspill sail between make it surreal easy name a standup comic that could be anyone so we'll make it easier name a standup comic called salvador didion née carlin ok that could be anyone so we'll make it sleazier name a standup comic remover a 40-year spill spot a 50-year turn into his own unique breakfast one-liners that kill a tourist spill- spot a place and now he’s gone tell me about some people who were here here there here where anywhere hear hear name a dear preamble no preamble no surrealistic buildup or any kind of fan service less rhodes straddled coffee helios possibility to work with voice made kind joke them haha yokes or maybe little zen koans disguised as arid hardpan call out morning coffee give helios at rhodes something to work with war made kind joke or maybe more or less
Sources:
- Zinoman, Jason. “Dropping In at the Comedy Cellar With Amy Schumer and Leslie Jones.” The New York Times, 28 July 2017. Accessed 2 Oct. 2017. Web.
- Beckerman, Jim. “He’s the surreal thing: Steven Wright brings his own brand of weird to Englewood.” North Jersey, USA Today, 2 Oct. 2017. Accessed 2 Oct. 2017. Web.
Remedios Varo (Pentagram)
Wikipedia Poem, No. 526
— juggling for
the cadillac having gawked
lustfully at sulkclouds
each
capped by a bichon frise
cadillac
having been gawked at lustfully
by lions and
this confident slow
heart a stepstage i
am the raspberry cloak
frambuesa
juggling for the cadillac having
lusted after loves
each
capped by sulkclouds each
capped by lions and this confident slow
heart
a stepstage
i am a mage-logician
with nimble fingers
and this confident slow heart
a stepstage i am the cadillac
having
tasted lust in gawkertown —
No Treasures Could Talk
Wikipedia Poem, No. 468
“No treasures could talk the man who happily / breaks hard lumps of earth with his hoe on the family farm / into plowing the Myrtoan Sea, a shivering sailor.” Horace
After Horace
dear turn satyrs into a farm into plowing dust olympic chariots of the romans another man's joy is to hold soldier's life its camp theater there he was born soon he was born within sight of the camp that's life another's life but among their blazing burst hills with thrill the soldier's grain from under a cup the light-stepping hunter stays not above the cup of light but with the highest master i am that farm plowing nymphs and a deer scared by the surety of youth i was young when the public's whim the day's occupation something thought about in a shady woods among blazing soldiers turn and dear forget the sound of africa no treasures there just a town of ivy it makes me her flute and waves sing dust on olympic chariots when
“The Struggles of Words”, 1928, by Pierre Reverdy
Torment wanders into the light beyond the roof. At midday, without sunlight. The walls are covered with snow, against a gray background. The eye stops and vainly seeks a better path.
They’ve rubbed away the designs that gave life to the crumbling walls. Some words raise themselves affirmatively. And the flood, too high, carries off the shore where the grass smooths the bank into well-combed hair. And while across the bluish rays turbulences whirl and slowly rise, silence falls heavily on the ground, without breaking.
— Pierre Reverdy (1889-1960), trans. Michael Benedikt
Wikipedia Poem, No. 349
“They’ve rubbed away the designs that gave life to the crumbling walls. Some words raise themselves affirmatively.” Pierre Reverdy
destructive
destructive
founded basin
there but
exploding
destructive
and
deeper
diagram
than
that is
there but exploding
destructivity feeds the
case may be
a river
from the
geological society
would
exploding
destructive
destructivity
feed the
pressure
in
that
instance
there
without
lakes
“realism documentation file 1”
“Fresco Supertoy”
realism documentation file 1
man breaks muscled horse
like streams of cake batter
unrealistic currant red anatomy
study asparagus white anatomy
study studying studied while he fell down without
his eyes utterly empty yet san-
guine bestride the library steps
append musculature map room stampede
october april albert oehlen
the you kay recedes act now
york jump up contemporary
art museums market
enter via zurich near
erasmus exhales newspaper
post-retrospektive photography
live living lived the venice biennial
cycles selective resins develop
by the left reactions from
london says yet another hit