from Broken Glosa

Rae Armantrout: I put a glose on you

Habitat-themed enclosure.
Zen-inflected mug.

Around the block
dogs bark at absence.

 

Habitat (entire poem) ― Rae Armantrout   (with nods to Perloff, Silliman, & Alan Price)

 

Habitat-themed enclosure.
I put a glose on you
(after the cabeza)
No to walleyed zone-outs

Zen-inflected mug.
Pitch-faced in its cups
or sinister vertigo effects
And no, I aint lyin’ …

Around the block
headed for juiced circuits
attenuated hypotaxis
Always runnin’ around …

dogs bark at absence.
The gap in the fence
koan-flaked inflection
How put a spell on you …

 

 


 

 

Charles Bernstein: the extension of Rrose Sélavy

War is the extension of prose by other means.
War is conflict resolution for the aesthetically challenged.
War is a casualty of truth just as truth is a casualty of war.
War is never having to say you’re sorry.

War Stories ― Charles Bernstein  (with a honk to CB’s essays)

 

War is the extension of prose by other means.
Raw is the pretension of Rrose Sélavy by other memes
Man Ray’s sneeze on the found man’s sleaze
Raw may be a language poet and not know it…

War is conflict resolution for the aesthetically challenged.
Raw is LangPo’s solution to the alt-right falanged
Silly man makes the social materiality of language more… opaque
Raw may be a language poet and not know it’s an airborne flake…

War is a casualty of truth just as truth is a casualty of war.
Raw lang is not about deconstruction but about reconstruction & more
Raw poe is a mode of rhetoric, not an expansion of unmediated truth
Raw may be a lang poet & not know that freak in bed called urban Ruth…

War is never having to say you’re sorry.
Raw is an aversion to the conservative dogmas of worry
Raw pragmatist poetics of language rejected a hermeneutics of suspicion
Raw may be a L=A=N=G=U=A=G=E poet & not know its due commission…

 

 


 

 

Paul Blackburn: Shall we dance?

Shall we dance that one around again?
        dance it beyond perfection?
        The celebrated and most knowing accents
putting the question.

Old ― Paul Blackburn   (with a nod to Clayton Eshleman)

Shall we dance that one around again?
twist again, like we did last summer …
brisk strokes w/ troubadour folks
but deft like your own Franz Kline

dance it beyond perfection?
mobile half-stanzas, tight a –
symmetrical turns
perfection is at best sketchy

The celebrated and most knowing accents
say it again   /   upper limit musica
tilt the pitch, brakes to all that
halting song (like you do

putting the question
full-throated gasp, or it
sat broken up under
your nose

 

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