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The Nacreous Oughts

30 October 2005

Almost as beautiful as Auckland.

K. S.


26 October 2005

Nightfall.

Lo!.



"A Pæan for Pessoa"

Is it over yet, Fernando?
Your statue shrugs still waiting at your · table on the square
If it's you that waits, Fernando,
And not another effigy of absence you declare
As the pigeons gravely bob
And the first few lamps · of evening griffins throb.

Nothing ever ends, Fernando,
Though attention flags and humans have to · give it up for lost
You were not afraid, Fernando,
Yourself to scatter like the crumbs · the lazy tourists tossed
This is not a night of masks
But a day of tanks and buzzards circling · slowly down to roost

There was something in the stars you saw
You could not draw, Fernando:
Crazy patterns to the way we turn
Your eyes discern, Fernando
Even as you float away
And try to say
If I had a name and origin
I'd render them, Fernando.


Now the Internet, Fernando,
Has come along to rescue us · who never could before
Leave our words like you, Fernando,
Bronzed a thousand ways and read · like driftwood on the shore
I can hear your voice in each
Perverse soliloquy · and parody of speech.

There was something in the stars you saw
You could not draw, Fernando:
Crazy patterns to the way we turn
Your eyes discern, Fernando
Even as you float away
And try to say
If I had a name and origin
I'd render them, Fernando;
But I have no name or origin
To render now, Fernando.


K. S.


25 October 2005

"The setting is gothic and terrible forces are abroad in the land. The School of Quietude is on the cover – that great and gloomy castle on the hill and fleeing from it an equally mysterious figure who nevertheless, like any tragico-comico- romantico- figure is possessed of a terrible secret and a tragic flaw. The secret book stolen is full of the hidden histories of lonely poets whose poems can only be explained if one has – the Silliman Code!"

Forget you real name.

K. S.


18 October 2005

"If I ever start a band, I'm calling it "Petrocollapse"."


Debigulator. (From Metafilter)

K. S.


10 October 2005

Fictional footnotes and indexes. (via Language Hat)


Rotoscoping.


Can't wait to see this one.

Banquet of chestnuts.

K. S.


03 October 2005

"But the Chaldeans, the great idolators of fire, abhorred the burning of their carcases, as a pollution of that deity."

--Sir Thomas Browne


Excuse my long absences. Lately I've been exploring The Hexagon.

Springtail says check it out!

K. S.


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