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Writing about the real Glass Bead Game - and poetry - just connecting, or is it?
…reading an Observer article reporting on the trial of Daniel Graham and Adam Carruthers, who together sawed down the historic Sycamore Gap tree, through the ‘Alpera bee stencil’

raged by clippings and video
now lit
para hum
driver
believer than
thou we talked dom
sheriff’s Sycamore

#poetry
June 5, 2025 at 11:43 AM
Stanza on section 188 of the UK Housing Act 1996 requiring Local Authorities to relieve homelessness

Be,
whoever has no house now will,
if they’re unusually at risk.

The honka is Rainer Maria Rilke’s ‘Autumn Day’ (tr. M. Hamburger), and canvases by Anselm Kiefer titled ‘Wer jetzt kein Haus hat’
February 21, 2025 at 8:45 PM
even the path I
traveled in my dreams has now
vanished blue slides
at rest under a powdering of
snow in my village

The honka is Shinkokinshū 673 by Fujiwara no Ariie (transl. Laurel Rasplica Rodd)

#poetry
January 11, 2025 at 9:06 PM
truth will be attained by him only when he takes two different objects, states the connexion between them … and encloses them in the necessary links of a well-wrought style

Time Regained - Proust
November 29, 2024 at 9:11 PM
when I see the blue
slide at rest through the barren
trees it is clear to
me that autumn has come and
taken control of my heart

The honka is the anonymous Kokinshū 184 (transl.Laurel Rasplica Rodd in Shinkokinshū 592)
November 26, 2024 at 9:23 AM
2.7 Questions about materials, time and space needed

a blaze
This is no madman's vision
sun doesn't shine more certainly
than
truth does

#poetry
February 6, 2024 at 1:55 PM
… reading Steve McCaffery’s Black Debt through a stencil of a 7th millenium BC cave painting from eastern Spain showing a woman carrying a jug and climbing a tree to collect wild honey, surrounded by flying bees

far
foliage stress
fan the
held
stars six ton ether
the coin
erasing
the dance

#poetry
February 3, 2024 at 11:34 PM
… morning thoughts on harmony and conflict

#Poetry #Contrafactum
January 9, 2024 at 11:02 AM
The substitution of one symbol for another is likely to conceal their equivalence.

—from The Identity of Yeats, by Richard Ellman
December 14, 2023 at 6:54 AM
I had to write a programme note for Beethoven’s Op.111 which addressed the gloomy questions in the first stanza, and wanted to try out hexameters, so I did both at the same time…

#poetry
November 25, 2023 at 4:40 AM
— in the Tokyo National Museum

In this game the
players must name the
incense
only from its
fragrance. The box holds
incense
burners, tokens
showing each type, and
writing
tools for the
scoring.

#Poetry #ekphrastic #Sapphic #GlassBeadGame

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October 20, 2023 at 7:13 PM
Glass or crystal beads can be used as lenses,
Magnifying things that invite attention –
Filigree, engraving –; or just as baubles.
Poems can, also.

#Poetry #Sapphic #GlassBeadGame

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October 10, 2023 at 12:31 PM
Was gonna share on my 100th follower, but it came and went too quickly.

Also, not sure if you can @ here, but this is dedicated to @coweyepress.bsky.social

Cowda pavonis!
October 8, 2023 at 2:27 PM
Such effects usually startle by injecting into tranquilly onrunning lines the discordant consonant clusters of unfamiliar words.

#poetry
October 8, 2023 at 10:53 AM
She thanked me — good! Oh sir, she ‘liked,’ no doubt,
Whate'er I skeeted; but who skeets without
Much the same ‘like’? She likes where’er she looks.
But nay, there’s something deeper here that hooks
My curiosity…

#Poetry #Sonnet #Browning

[Sonnets are too damned long for skeets!]
October 4, 2023 at 11:10 AM
Jabès and Celan “were colleagues at the Ecole Normale Supérieure in Paris and actually became friends.”

shorturl.at/clOTZ

An early Prynne/Celan connection is well known (e.g. Prynne’s poem Es Lebe der König).

IMHO the “knot untying” motif shows Prynne read Jabès before 1968.
October 2, 2023 at 8:27 PM
Not nearly as nicely packed as yours (what do you do when books are not exactly the right size?), but more than a passing similarity to this corner of my shelves…
October 2, 2023 at 7:15 PM
Thanks. So it possibly is a conscious reference. Not got to the bottom of it yet, but the plot is definitely thickening…

What else do Prynne, Jabès and Celan have in common?
October 2, 2023 at 5:05 PM
Bôr*, the word in Hebrew for 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭, the 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘧
𝘓𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴, also means 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦, and 𝘱𝘪𝘵, and
𝘗𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘰𝘯; in Ecclesiastes, 12:6, the
Broken pulley: 𝘋𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩.

‎ (*בּוֹר)

#Poetry #Sapphic
September 29, 2023 at 7:07 AM
Someone in the fortress has tried to lift some
Water from outside with a pulley, but a
Soldier cut the rope with a gloating gesture:
Thirst is a weapon.

— Earliest visual record of a pulley (Neo-Assyrian wall panel, 875-860BC, British Museum no. 118906)

#poetry #game with #sapphic #ekphrasis
September 29, 2023 at 3:55 AM
Sea animal; mammal, not fish. The dolphin’s
Mire and blood: the game must be worth the candle.
That which is below soars above by diving
Deeper, then leaping.

#Poetry #Haibun #Sapphic #GlassBeadGame #DavidConstantine #WBYeats
September 27, 2023 at 5:03 AM
September 25, 2023 at 5:31 PM
‘The Ice Saints of May’ by Chris Torrance from the same 1973 collection Acrospirical Meanderings &c:

ghostly bracts of brake
unfurl their strength
September 24, 2023 at 8:27 AM
Peppery scent of
neon pink lupins
foundering in raindrops

– from Spinning the Poem by Chris Torrance

#whistpr
September 22, 2023 at 8:37 AM
𝐒𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐜 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐚 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐂𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐧, 𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 ‘𝐧𝐨 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐆𝐚𝐦𝐞’

Early days of spring make the elder fragrant,

Schubert’s chords as full of forthcoming springtime,

Both together mean to me that the spring’s come.

Private connections.

#Poetry #glassbeadgame
September 20, 2023 at 6:30 PM