- Its intimacy is unattributed.
- It's intimacy that is unattributed.
- Its intimacy is that it is unattributed.
Propinquities
On the Mother's Side
Knowing a quiet root, the mother refutes the profane with a sidewise glance.
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"Mothers are like that" – always unattributed, but only occasionally in scare quotes.
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A bifocal faith: I believe you, so long as you are what you are.
Careers
Fictions speciate too, to displace and supplant where the mind will not
behold an ecosystem.
Like Andrade's hummingbird, a "flying prism", displaced in turns by the mall rat. As accompanists, there's still here the off-crust of our musical world. Then the invention takes root – the mall rat first a soprano, then eventually a director.
Like Andrade's hummingbird, a "flying prism", displaced in turns by the mall rat. As accompanists, there's still here the off-crust of our musical world. Then the invention takes root – the mall rat first a soprano, then eventually a director.
Peeping Mot: Available from Apogee Press
First assembled and composed in this forum, Peeping Mot is now a perfect-bound paperback book, published by Apogee Press.
Available from Small Press Distribution or Amazon.
Like the cast of characters A Maxwell has here assembled (Robert Walser, Aaron Kunin, Rene Char, Sir Thomas Browne, and more), PEEPING MOT is a collection of brilliant and occult profundity. Its propositions admirably reinvent the paternal, make a wry and deep inquiry into the function of poetry, and wield the epigram as Chinese box, as koan. It is a book of uncommonly beautiful language and enigmatic intelligence, packed with soft surprises. – Maggie Nelson
Available from Small Press Distribution or Amazon.
Like the cast of characters A Maxwell has here assembled (Robert Walser, Aaron Kunin, Rene Char, Sir Thomas Browne, and more), PEEPING MOT is a collection of brilliant and occult profundity. Its propositions admirably reinvent the paternal, make a wry and deep inquiry into the function of poetry, and wield the epigram as Chinese box, as koan. It is a book of uncommonly beautiful language and enigmatic intelligence, packed with soft surprises. – Maggie Nelson
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Bill Mohr, the terrifically energetic and generous historian of Los Angeles microliteratures and poetries was kind enough to put down these thoughts after receiving a copy last week.
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