Saturday 21 June 2014

Morning Masks - David Stone/Cheryl Penn


Morning Masks

I spoke
again
against
the back sun
Mandelstam said black sun
arranged in discourse
sudden
ly a strange odor
the smell of a hotdog
sauerkraut
I knew it once
suddenly an estate
strained
bought back
marked
by cold storage,
theatre waves,
a confession.

hope against hope
hope abandoned
thwarted time calculus tessellation
inward circumvention
velvet rising curtains -
dream frame-FREEZE
The Day Begins.

The Cape of Good Hope,the canoe tail,the horseshoe crab
tales
talons
the caelocanthic raids
dismissals
forged
in
the
frozen
frigate
the frigid want.

hands clasped
need
un-masked
motionless cold
even the glowworm
died.
Detour:
a dream shard
spiked my drink
backwards.


The morning.
the chill.
a forest.
how tall is this tree?
miles?
the wood?
the age of the tree
the sights.
signals.
in front
of
some
other
water.

Galileo aimed his gyroscope -
Methuselah longaeva 
in his sights.

heartbeat?

murmur?

Ripples
beneath the other water
Swan maidens swim.

dropping an object a sphere from a tower a clock tower a subatomic rifle disdain for science among the holy seers transplanting errors
the astronomics gape ages. the folly folds.
iron tongs
for repentence
repetition
gales
soars
wiccan
sovereign
found
inherited.

disdain refrain
Inherited Folly
don’t breathe too deeply
don’t drop too swiftly
parting air
will
open gates
and the flood
will drown the world
Daedalus, caught in a-maze
Of their own making.

the float.
some kind of river?
a thought of a dream.
Karma?
time'
s
ex
haust
ive
thirst.
 daedalusian thought
a photon
's
100,000
year journey
through
miles
of infernal heat
to
reach
pure
space.

pure space?
close your eyes
my child,
hide beneath my skirt.
Perhaps
if
we Do Not Look,
Death
will
pass us by -
Cosmic Collateral Collide
A Dark Age Looms.

pure space-Bishop Berkeley closed his eyes and the universe disappeared. the closet of death.
do you have skeletons there? only on Halloween. a mere suggestion.

Skeletons suggest
Expanding transitions to
Greater causality
than we perceive.

skeleton skillets. diner platters. vices. criminal contests. in courtrooms. suggest serials. pieces. of exhaust. to eat. Banquo said. stay at home tonight that would be mostly a safe bet.


I dreamt
Casper Friedrich’s exhaustion
and mine.
dead-pan accomplice (his)
Banquo said
dream houses are courtrooms
predetermined fate
wandering in fog
do you believe in
predestination
as a safe bet
he asked?
So Romantic.


Pascal;the probability of grace. the quantum mechanics of salvation. the escalation clause. the staircase of oblivion.
the doubt of language.
ages.
Agamemnon.
is
beset
with
retirement
retention
advice
from
the font
of crisp
nebulae.

Blaise’s nature
abhorred  triangular vacuums
nothing in relation to infinity -
Jacqueline met Jasmine
a nebulas end.
Agamemnon’s retirement trouble
expedited
currency
acquisitions
golden Mourning Mask.


the point.
gorged.
labor.
fed
triangular
studies
paths
migrated
from hell
said hello
to the devil
at trial
(at Nuremberg?)
pieces of hate mail
found
out
somewhere
in the North Sea.

cannot breathe
through
fear
hate
trials
triangular paths
decimated land(e)scape
wind
freezing cold boiling suns
heliocentric compass
are we Somewhere
else


Yet?

Friday 13 June 2014

Its Just Not Wonderland. David Stone/Cheryl Penn



DAVID STONE/CHERYL PENN
Its Just Not Wonderland

Jim elbowed Jane
dear, I taste a tear
in my T
Sshhh
The jabberwocky sups.
Alice hands out papyrus
And quill
The mice wait.
The Queen of Spades
Digs
Into minds not her own
Seeking
She knows not what -
An Elusive
An Evanescent
An Ephemeral
A transitory moment
With which to complete her dinner.


 the offense
bought
tickets
from a catalogued
saint.
rusted.
higher
hired
a
taxi
nomic
predicate.


Base  to Major Tom
ground swill out of control
No predetermined rule
to the paradoxical self.
SHE swallowed my Enigmatic
I am without,
pale and interesting
wan and curious
a shadow of  a former Alice-ian self.


a swallow
the yard
fence
flushed
periods
of yellow
marks
observed
predicates
spelled
to explain.


a rabbit a
garden
a walled village
the chestnut air.
no predicates predication
no final score
no end no explanation no cause no knowing no split no join
Just a brighter yellow -
Perhaps.


I tried to explain the need
for figures.
Recently.
absolved.
Hydrants.
A dialogue.
Explained.
Censored.
In prison states.


Imprisoned prisms
triangles of no escape
go figure.
Water
Please.
explanations miscarry
dialogues crash
World Rupture
everything is late.


The plea:
exorbitant
exits.
Signs
of
compliance.
Woke.
Heard.
Amused.


Life seems to hover between
inconsistencies,
so all we wish for must
lie between
Split
Like a Heard Woke.


I hovered
awake
we swam
warm
warned
ago
on
a
distant
distinct
shore
able
to speak.


Hover adrift
swarm alone
Distant Lightening
Lighting the night to
Yonder -
to a place that’s just not
wonder
land. 


I
thought
time
stopped.
I stood there
under
the
sky
you
can
name
its
colour
and
you
will
be
right.


Alizarin Crimson
a sky of blood
it sank
while I watched through
a crack.
neglected noon
left 
bereft
in a darkening room.
Time DID stop.


I thought
time scattered
worn
when
vision
blocked
reacted
in caves
plots
positrons
varied
at noon


a system bound together
In an exotic atom
time
charges
and spins
rapidly
in
its own void.


time bound.
the hide.
the leather treatment.
individuals
current
pogroms
witnesses
in winter.


whispers on the wind
moments sliced
longer than a life time
seconds separate
scatter
breathing held 
darkness
frozen
deserts of
mayhem
no life line.
please,  no.
not now.
not ever -
let even my dreams be wonderland.


entered the dark endured
time
the places
mentioned
the tundra
the hydras
sought
life
thirst
rode
forever
on board
a train.


to read is not to know
birth, a fresh palette on
which to inscribe
the bitterness of life under the sun.
eden lost eden restored
embedded in stone
national sighs
Rachel weeping
I wait.


edenlost
parts
of the hide
we ran
sacked
the
shadowlands
and smiled.


a grimace
followed
the irrevocable action
irreversible
destiny
written in heavens books.
immutability performs
an elusive greatness
in some dark corner.


the waiter at our table spoke
here
is
some
more
water
straight
up
upon
the
Waldensee.
seen
observations
reserved
appointed
apparatus
cycles.


will the poor of lyon
stay that way
or will they die
to the sigh
of appointed apparatus?
Quid est veritas
set sail on the first
ship of traitors
two men
dirge violin
sheep in the
lea
vanishing cows in the corn.


the apparent
difficulty
the scene
ry
of
bus
escape
routes
tried
to
remove
someone
accused
of
improving
ale.


Scene:
red copper glaze
Sinan shipwreck 1325.
two leaf
thick calligraphy
unraveled dish
pencil motif
of the softest sort
stationed
in sea life
lights ahead 
piano routes open.


sea
life
states
being
flesh
eaters
among
the
whales.
speeding
through
a thick
paste.
of
copper
colored
contaminated
waste.


words without
floatation
devices
scatter amok over
thin cartridge broadsides
no longer
implicating
as
I
toil.
Corruption
wastage
of
eternal wisdom.


the ferry.
the captain.
the sleep.
owls
avoided.
water.
whose
photo
was
ted.


Gather the wind
In a garment
Fold waters
within a fist.
Ted Sighed:
How Long?
Its just not Wonderland.


Swept
in the cold.
a beer bier
responded.
the growth
of trees
eaten
250
million
years
ago.
a thirst.
to dine.
declined.



anthromorphic individuals
drinking pints
folly bridge?
mocking turtles
croquet lawn
“why IS a raven like a writing desk”?
((really?)...
decline incline