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simulated images


written 8/31/17

simulated images

caught within a moment
–its recollection, should i say?–
i once again remember you…

but then i realize
all that memory
is quite wordless.

we met, and parted.
and now to my shock i find
i cannot even remember your face




I generally just let poetry sit for a while–hopefully a long while.  I am quite error-prone at times; deliberation before shattering silence is always wise.  A young friend of mine was over not long ago, and I told him I was a writer and a poet.  “But I’m sure you don’t read poetry.”  That was a true misjudgment; he read the poem and understood it immediately and was caught in his own memory, obviously similar to the memory that produced the poem.  Time not only passes quickly, it erodes all with its passage.









September 22, 2017 at 4:52 pm Leave a comment

Because of TheDonald, I long for reality


on longing for reality and other foolhardy things

separated, the changes
refract and reflect the light
promising clear sight
and other most assuredly

imaginary things
(i’ve even heard “truth”

I have never before used my art explicitly on current events.  Because there are too many exact replications of the rise of the Nazi party into dominance, I refrain no longer.  I will do as well as I can to avoid polemic.  My pursuit is of the rational and beautiful (though the subject is often no thing of beauty) and most of all–in poetry–of concision in pursuing my goal, which is…I have to admit it, I still pursue it–truth.

May 15, 2017 at 10:17 pm Leave a comment

about avoiding speech

shared silences

i wonder if you think
you’ve robbed me of my words.

you gave me something precious:
knowledge, and my only thanks

can be silent.
i used you as an augury.

i thought to have no choice.
the echo you may await can never come.

i have
you see

achieved, in that tiny matter

it is complete.



The relationship to the mentioned hexagram is via a rather different interpretation, incorporating 24.  This poem is about the writer committing an error by not attempting to act with ‘firm correctness’.  It is also a very dour picture of the future, but then this is merely a story. One hopes.

April 3, 2017 at 12:13 am Leave a comment

samwise agonistes

on memory and other fruitless agonies
samwise agonistes

i see your trace
on my soul’s walls
like a baby’s footprint
set in concrete, lasting
and quite meaningless,
a lesson in time itself


just so
as i scrub with all my might
to remove that stain
you remain,
and your shadow fills my sight.

*‟agonistes‟ is “someone in the grip of inner conflict‟ and samwise the so-named self is certainly born of that (courtesy Chambers as portrayed by WordWeb Pro not cross-checked with ancient Lesser Oxford English because I’m old, lazy, arrogant and I did know it was a word though the meaning can be slightly more complex and/or complicated.


More precisely it is about the acquisition and cataloguing of values (or meanings, if there is a difference); thus it is in the realm of social psychology, indeed.

March 18, 2017 at 12:46 am Leave a comment

Of Truth and Images

“(…suddenly I realize, I am a ghost, myself)…”

Continue Reading March 15, 2017 at 7:14 pm Leave a comment

on transfiction

On transfiction

paused within a moment’s
transfixing, transficting* gaze

i am wordless, caught
by a pure concept

its crystalline, momentary
refractions, reflections

that leave no trace
trans formed** to fiction
indeed [how odd you call them facts!]


*transfiction; the transformation of reality into its representation, which is then taken as real (as in reality; it is of course real because it serves a function, is used and thus must obviously exist; questioning the amount of connection between a representation and the ‘real’ is quite a different matter–see Law and Justice).
** Not a typo, thankee kindly. And ‘thankee’ predates the Oxford Dictionary. I daresay out of usage.  It was used after the establishment of The Dictionary, mind you, as well.


This might also be taken to be an attempt at definition of an active process in human society.  Then again, it might not.


Final note, this isn’t McLuhan’s ‘factoids’ construction, which is media-wise the same principle in basis.



March 2, 2017 at 9:22 pm Leave a comment

sayings (5)

sayings (5)

should escape not be sought
none will be found.

(i learned from my fathers
and know
all else false; it is thus

(change overwhelmed
and killed me, just
as i celebrated
never changing)

when that tree falls
there is sound, yes.

can you hear it?

February 6, 2017 at 4:50 pm Leave a comment

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