scintillating to mind’s content

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2017, 6*, being, blogging, browse, centre, counting, doing, emptiness, growth, heart, internet, love, mantra, mind, mother sentient beings, publishing, sharing, sitting, true nature, world, writing

                things happen according
                to my published pages or
                didn’t need writing at all

                so I stopped coiunting mantras
                and let the world sit and
                browse all around me with

                as near to the love I can
                muster, now, at the centre
                and all of the love we

                could share if we but knew
                the empty centre at our
                heart from which we grow

                scintillating to mind’s content

 

 

 

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being wormhole: I don’t need to go out / onto the balcony to see behind me / to know what’s going on
doing wormhole: all // are // none
emptiness wormhole: anxiety
love wormhole: LOVE SONG by William Carlos Williams
mind wormhole: sometimes
publishing wormhole: next unexpected step
sitting wormhole: ash leaves
world wormhole: that
writing wormhole: so / do I keep on writing now I’ve retired, or … / Rumplestiltskin

 

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TO A SOLITARY DISCIPLE by William Carlos Williams

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2017, 7*, blue, brown, church, convergence, flower, jasmine, line, moon, morning, orange, petals, pink, pinnacle, seeing, sky, slate, smooth, steeple, stone, turquoise, weight, William Carlos Williams

                     TO A SOLITARY DISCIPLE

                Rather notice, mon cher,
                that the moon is
                tilted above
                the point of the steeple
                than that its color
                is shell-pink.

                Rather observe
                that it is early morning
                than that the sky
                is smooth
                as a turquoise.

                Rather grasp
                how the dark
                converging lines
                of the steeple
                meet at the pinnacle–
                perceive how
                its little ornament
                tries to stop them–

                See how it fails!
                See how the converging lines
                of the hexagonal spire
                escape upward–
                receding, dividing!
                –sepals
                that guard and contain
                the flower!

                Observe
                how motionless
                the eaten moon
                lies in the protecting lines.

                It is true:
                in the light colors
                of morning
                brown-stone and slate
                shine orange and dark blue.

                But observe
                the oppressive weight
                of the squat edifice!
                Observe
                the jasmine lightness
                of the moon.

 

from Al Que Quiere! 1917

it was me he was talking to, it was me; and although I was young and didn’t really follow him with consciousness, nevertheless, as I grow older I notice, mon cher, that I walk about with my head, tilted;

 

 

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blue wormhole: new blue porsche
brown wormhole: brown corduroy shirt / and dark redwine tie
church wormhole: oh, alright then
moon wormhole: moon- // washed
morning & seeing wormhole: I don’t need to go out / onto the balcony to see behind me / to know what’s going on
orange wormhole: SPRING STRAINS by William Carlos Williams
pink wormhole: Bridgnorth
sky & William Carlos Williams wormhole: TREES by William Carlos Williams
stone wormhole: behind / glass walls and wan and hooded eye

 

moon- // washed

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2017, 5*, Batman, body, city, death, fall, identity, light, moon, society, sound, thinking, voices, windows

                all the
                window
                lights of

                the city,
                audience
                to the

                quick quips
                and the
                eventual

                whappp
                of fall are
                moon-

                washed
                over the
                prostrate

                body

 

 

 

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Batman wormhole: presence
city & moon wormhole: sometimes
death wormhole: {Ellen Terry’s house}
identity wormhole: cowled
light wormhole: all // are // none
society & thinking wormhole: cowled
sound wormhole: PASTORAL by William Carlos Williams
voices & windows wormhole: LOVE SONG by William Carlos Williams

 

presence

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'scape, 1966, 2017, 5*, autumn, Batman, branches, cape, cowl, denouement, ears, eyebrow, gothic, house, jaw, presence, speech, thought, trees, white

                           presence

                under the cowl the jaw
                hung free but set while

                pencil-white brows settle
                back into unfathomable

                recesses, like a mournful
                gothic house observed

                behind bare trees in
                autumn, fit to raise the

                pointy ears and swirl
                the cape in ‘scape of

                firm and only and
                spoken dénouement

 

from somewhere within Detective Comics #356, October 1966; “The Inside Story of the Outsider!”; written: Gardner Fox; art: Sheldon Moldoff

 

 

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autumn wormhole: monument to vainglory
Batman wormhole: cowled
branches & trees wormhole: SPRING STRAINS by William Carlos Williams
house wormhole: LOVE SONG by William Carlos Williams
speech wormhole: “I need help”
thought wormhole: sometimes
white wormhole: DANSE RUSSE by William Carlos Williams

 

cowled

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2017, 3*, Batman, being, buildings, cowl, identity, living, shelf, society, thinking

                when cowled he thought
                taller than the highest building

                which all the shelves of
                domestic living could never hold up

 

 

 

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Batman & thinking wormhole: cowl
being wormhole: LOVE SONG by William Carlos Williams
buildings & society wormhole: ‘the Bat-Signal …’
identity wormhole: thought
living wormhole: letting them go

 

‘the Bat-Signal …’

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1966, 2017, 4*, attention, Batsignal, buildings, clouds, curtains, neighbourhood, night, society, white

                the Bat-Signal
                up into the night clouds

                while buildings hang like
                drawn curtains

                in neighbourhood squares
                they turn white

                in unblinking mute
                attention

 

Batman #184, September 1966: ‘Mystery of the Missing Manhunters!’, written: Gardner Fox, artists: Sheldon Moldoff, Carmine Infantino

 

 

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attention wormhole: letting them go
buildings wormhole: tram
clouds wormhole: fifty-eight // and silent prayers
curtains & white wormhole: LOVE SONG by William Carlos Williams
night wormhole: all // are // none
society wormhole: PASTORAL by William Carlos Williams

 

cowl

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2017, 4*, Batman, breathing, control, cowl, duty, eyebrow, jaw, looking, struggle, thinking, white

                                cowl

                to look with semi-circular whites
                to breathe under the whitened prow

                breaking waves, to think with
                whitened arching eyebrows requires

                the hanging jaw of duty and struggle
                and unerring muscular control

 

 

 

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Batman & thought wormhole: sometimes
breathing & looking wormhole: PASTORAL by William Carlos Williams
thinking wormhole: PASTORAL by William Carlos Williams
white wormhole: I

 

sometimes

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1966, 2017, 7*, action, armchair, Batman, between, building, city, cowl, fence, gap, immanence, mind, moon, outline, pavement, perspective, shadow, sky, skyline, space, streetlight, thought, true nature, turning

                sometimes even the
                broadest flow of thought –

                fan-pivoted about cowled
                head, turning tightly – cannot

                breech the tightening gap
                where casts the shadow,

                sometimes the mind
                must suspend in space

                and enfold
                its natural shape

                      he vaults
                the fence straight down the center
                      of the city
                and the outline of the moon
                      becomes
                the outline of the downtown skyline

                      between

                the streetlamp on the pavement
                and the moon above the sky

                      stood

                the building like a giant armhair –
                immanent perpsective

 

Detective Comics #354, August 1966; cover: Carmine Infantino; “No Exit For Batman!”, writer: John Broome, artist: Sheldon Moldoff: tight-corner thinking and evasion – the redaction to zero, then out, again, the other side

 

 

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Batman & thought wormhole: thought
city wormhole: sufficiently away
mind wormhole: so / do I keep on writing now I’ve retired, or … / Rumplestiltskin
moon & sky wormhole: SUMMER SONG by William Carlos Williams
shadow wormhole: cool / tiled flooring
skyline wormhole: 1964
space wormhole: glancing up from the text / searching for ground …
streetlight wormhole: where did the silence go

 

thought

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1966, 2017, 4*, archetypes, Batman, dark, eyes, identity, mask, no-self, thought, world

                                thought

                the mask over the eyes
                is made from the darkness
                into which it blends

 

Batman #183, ‘Batman’s Baffling Turnabout!’; written: Gardner Fox; artist: Sheldon Moldoff, August 1966

 

 

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Batman & thought wormhole: sufficiently away
eyes wormhole: I
identity wormhole: EL HOMBRE by William Carlos Williams
world wormhole: glancing up from the text / searching for ground …

 

sufficiently away

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1966, 2017, 4*, avenue, Batman, city, escape, flight, hands, head, leaves, moon, Poison Ivy, thought

                clothed by leaves
                under the thoughts of the moon

                her hand pulled
                his head to her; he had to hold

                tight to mere cord
                high over avenues to get

                sufficiently away

 

from Batman #183, August 1966: “A Touch of Poison Ivy!”, written: Robert Kanigher, drawn: Sheldon Moldoff

 

 

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Batman wormhole: between
city wormhole: I
hands wormhole: frame
leaves wormhole: breakfast
moon wormhole: Cocktails in 1951
thought wormhole: behind / glass walls and wan and hooded eye