Clutter

On September 24, 2012 By Alias HarlequinIn Journallings3 Comments

Dear Readers, in searching for something on my own site today, I noticed that by changing my theme to a “cleaner” “fresher” looking theme, I lost the ability to nest pages within pages. Which led to an eruption of pages at the heading, which looks awfully conflated and complicated and distracting to me.

Bear with me as I engage disentangling…or find a new theme…or, most likely, return to the one that was working so well.

Seasons change beckoned…alas.

Thanks always, each, for visiting. I’ll try to make it more pleasant, soon.

On September 24, 2012 By Alias HarlequinIn WritingLeave a comment

carrying on

Spoondeep

II.

Moving toward the mighty visions

the forearm

fighting good and evil

obsessed by both

from all sides

underwritten

with messaging death

stark full dreams

veins wound deep

in muscle

19^th-20^th centuries

with all the promise

in music

and results

nightmarish stark and full

an arm-wrestle bind

Dostoevsky, Schiele and Pessoa

self-portraited heteronymity

stark, full, and free

to battle each self

against its own ideas

and to fail

seeking the hope

turning at the elbow

into suicide

bleary-eyed will

and glitz of fantasy

David Foster Wallace

and kin

struggling still

full of stark dreams

leaping Lorca

Schiele-selves

inside others

yet not actually

sharp turn at the elbow

strength unto strength

to follow through

with one’s own hand

sliding over shoulder and neck

(only there to support the head

and hold it all together)

moving on to its description

sketchy self-portraiture

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Hermes

On September 21, 2012September 21, 2012 By Alias HarlequinIn Experimenctes22 Comments

for madison-woods’ Friday Fictioneers

Hermes

If he’s bringing messages, they cut both ways, rather than thread between or stitch together. Fleet and agile in both worlds, and neither. They call him “the Translator,” a metaphor embodied. He melodies one thing and harmonies another. “Of two minds” they say of the quicksilver poet with a two-sided brain. No one knows how he listens, but it’s clear his flight is circular.

It’s been asked if he ever stops for love, ever rests his fluid motion. There’s never been a verdict. First one thing, and then another. His reaching out, a curling in. His language an escaping capture.

N Filbert 2012

…and more…

On September 20, 2012 By Alias HarlequinIn Current Reading, Journallings2 Comments

Wichita Public Library – our “home” family hearth – answers to the ESU expedience with the following!!!:::

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beyond me wildest dreams!

and what timing!

Continued Blessings!

On September 20, 2012 By Alias HarlequinIn Current Reading, Journallings3 Comments

As if all-knowing, the superhero librarians throughout the US and through the mighty workings of our very own ESU William Allen White library and staff – (particularly those involved in the Inter-library Loan department) delivered to my door as birthday extras the following!!:

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WHAT A DAY! THANKS UNIVERSE AND ALL ITS PARTS!