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for Larry, Ted and Tom love always

Some of these poems were first published in Sore Models (Lowestoft, Suffolk: Sound & Language, 1995), Compositional Bonbons Placate (Manchester: Carcanet, 1996), Facture (Great Barrington, MA: The Figures, 1999), Three Bell Zero (New York: Roof, 2000) and How to Laugh (New York: Adventures in Poetry, 2014); and in Arras, Critical Quarterly, The Delineator, Fell Swoop, Infinite Editions, PN Review, Talus and Tolling Elves. Wet Flatware and Air Ball were written as furniture music for the accompanying drawings by Trevor Winkfield. Particular thanks to Diane Bertolo, Thomas Evans, Gustavo Gordillo and Rachel Harrison.
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But unlike Gertrude Steins rose, the stone is not a stone. The stone Is a piece of paper The glissade Of why and how and eating-out of rust through Meaning question. arynoc c and b we cant.

Oh!our unknown le? He and Mrs Throes (the widow) The numerals 3.18 written under the figure Identify his initials as C. R. according to Whitmans Schoolboy code.

The phrase ball of worsted is interesting it is, indeed, a cupola that dispenses with the material revealed by the temptation to exist in the person of its author. But if we linger a few moments within its bounds a retrospective aprs coup (tongue) or seeming irregularity fills our heads with ideas much more efficiently and becomes more coherent, a thing. The puzzle is Why does the little girl hold an orange in her hand? Between orange and worsted language is both more real and more terrible.

I do not intend to enter the field where the pimpernel pellets obtrude, nor will I list, confirm this abundant practice. I shall explore the innocuous sign by methodical going. In the Ukraine, on the Bug River they sleep till summer in an artichoke which is longer and more detailed, both literal and encoded. The plastic character of grammar seems to deride the lexical excesses of botany. Show us how language constrains a shed or a chair which claims to be nothing more than a tchoki. Poetry can always be defeated by a kind of shuttle movement which threatens to subvert but eventually upholds its own laws.

How do we make the text blab between worsted & orange Do we extend recourse to declension beyond its actual (but contingent) scope? Beyond the sediments that chatter I might not, if I could, yet I may. But I can and still I must.

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Chef chef peignoir While the women diamond drops Now its a cow You broke it And helio Pall Amid blown Peacocks the vitality Clasped To lamented stop The ability of the totemist To be locked in the convulsions of a dance Oleander perhaps or a larch To mock the brooding moose There is an empty Pigeonhole waiting by her peplum The biographer quite deranged Neurasthenic and excitable Flowers unguents Pins and a big brown moon Slips of the tongue or pen Can still sometimes drug my senses Another sign mutton To go alongside lamb Sheep when they are eaten Have their ismatic side Willy-nilly a structuralist nothing Hearse coarse whores house horse Nag mount pony steed A Korean speaker With the Jamjanets of course it was the houla-houla Which survived in Czechoslovakia Eating drinking and dressing The existing cultural stock Nineteen meringues Made a charming toc-toc sound Pursuing a rosy radish Then finding Worcester Sauce Colonel sweetish Tarragon dashing huile The ear suddenly allowed Academic success I Will obscure yet enhance The beauty of a well-remembered stick A sore thumb without Apology without revisionism Without the added Colour sustained by peaches A permanence of rain softens The transition from pointillist Gardeners in a fig Held silently to resonate Burn things and dream things A Gin Daisy or a Brandy Flip Blindness becomes sight Nonsense An idea Its rheumatics No sooner written than it starts Overwhelming with intentions Half a guinea for a comfit If by denotation we mean a glance The wind of language Hoist by its own petard Herd of the black hand What the atlas tells us No names no qualities Receipt of the magic object There is there syntax Thrives on the repetitions In botany Strong men come out of the ring Ive a sprig of the real Phrenology and cards and sand Either speaker/writer or Hearer/reader A certain opacity for the writer The cornucopia of the niggardly Puzzles stemming From a culpable abdication Quite near us A shell-shaped spoon Discanting away from homely topics Autonomous hiccoughs False accretions Waving the long lyric feathers Access of egalitarianism Fritter A tree May pass from mute existence To a spoken state Which is the staple of a well-known kind Rose tournesol The carmelite Butter fingers Evening star As practised drivers We move our cars forward Trade flags assembled In a vagrant breeze Infirmities drawing near Smoking lunching casting dice Im Ren Iris The bug with gilded wings From a pinnacle to a telephone Operated on by others Unskilled fingers Finding fulfilment through friction Measles connote greekness Rather than emotive purpose Sound citizenship Extemporary wit Something to obliterate the sermon A kind of prelinguistic sorting Applethorp (three ps) Adventurer by ambition The true anthropologist Never tireless but necessarily partial Has radical consequences For the eighteenth-century gibbon Insidiously Angles curves Libertarian essences An involuntary nervous movement of the hands Alotting a little box Labelled atmospherics and containing bats I have remained faithful to the thought of you Remember me to Leonard and Gripper
The folds were cool they Seemed still sentient It became his duty To leave the divine pan orama, hurrying back across insistent daylight Beautiful fug. petticoatscreamy and dreamy A belt as thin as a line Hot boots! Hot ankle boots here! Striped flannel what Is the genius that heads
with relief I chew upon the dampish waters He jogs. yellow pine of the loblolly you dream of scissors the ears resemble wallets lemon lemon into the centre raisins of beauty your delicate hands in the ammonia-bright bucket oughts beards in which the asterisk this peps it up these tulip bulb the rug oftener atop the cheese-coloured sparkling deeps The margarine of the physical surrounds lets get your mind off your stomach chew your cauliflower, finish your fronds Come hang the soap! and does so the pierced places in the head let the questions leak out near the sea. yellow pine of the loblolly you dream of scissors the ears resemble wallets lemon lemon into the centre raisins of beauty your delicate hands in the ammonia-bright bucket oughts beards in which the asterisk this peps it up these tulip bulb the rug oftener atop the cheese-coloured sparkling deeps The margarine of the physical surrounds lets get your mind off your stomach chew your cauliflower, finish your fronds Come hang the soap! and does so the pierced places in the head let the questions leak out near the sea.

I had rope-soled shoes stays my lap. a bucket for that circumstance The blood whose amusement quota becoming more grapey Quinton, the dapper pomaded Judas sons of the Wassily chair yes definitely looser Where is the deposit slip, Bill We intuit a machine exactly together, latently menacing, like a bee the work becomes slow, sulky (to the work, he ig nores the toxic genius blown cuff button Velcro epiphany herb sucking the forwardly directed nose Polo smirk Criminals were short on lobes with all but murky outlines we voted in long canvas tubes A slight limp wrongs the sewer trying to primp it into shape one sperm out of millions glazes the silence of his hairdo and inches it back out into the world Creating pleats a sea towel The melody was rooted in your capability of staining was broccoli, mostly, but who else And heads to new enchant- not infrequently I blood, thee his sergeant through the dense resin plant sun damage a seahorse, box chair, featherings of ease the expression glad rags encourage promiscuous wanting The parking lots were infernos Before they left the dribbling lens was booked in with some bundles of primary colour, and hard light to extinguish the feared symbol a retinal diet too red to be literal Flange gears delivered successfully (anecdote) absent a host of voices oddly earthbound and afflicted. Their hooked lines upward.

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