Compared to the dancing ephemera of music and art, poems have eternity in their soul. For this reason, reading poems can be a genuinely painful experience. I like to know what I am getting myself into, before I don a suit full of prickles. So it is always a nervous moment, opening the covers of … Read more
The internet mind is growing. It is sorting the threads of sticky intelligence, categorising memes, getting to know itself. There is not yet much policing of the internet. When it is established (probably after many turf wars) will it come from within? Or be enforced from outside? I wonder if the guerrilla battles which already … Read more
I have daydreamd through the year. Here we are at the end again. war i find accumulating knowledge only confuses things. peace somehow there is a rock in the centre of my life which keeps us safe. but i dream of travel and madness again like old days. war a shaft of cold air in … Read more
Exploring online, it is always exciting to come across a new habitat, or wilderness of ideas. I’d heard about microblogging and had stumbled through tumblr once or twice without paying much attention. But using twitter more than usual lately and have begun to escape the walled garden and clamber through the rugged terrains outside. Mired … Read more
I was looking at the 1801 edition of Wordsworth’s Lyrical Ballads in the Australian National Library the other day and was amused to find it heavily annotated by Alaric Alexander Watts, the English poet from the 19th century with whom I curiously share my name and birthday. Anyway he didn’t like Wordsworth – here is … Read more
Spoke to a philosopher yesterday, a man with a quiet almost shy voice.. long pauses to think. I liked that. He’s trying to bring scientists and philosophers together – no easy feat. A lot of distrust on both sides he says. He spends three months every year in Oxford, a nice lifestyle.. Cold weekend, big … Read more
Overheard when i was on a tram the other day, a man with no hair but tattoos all over his body talking to a short girl in a bowler hat and torn jeans: “I have a philosophical idea that i’d like to run past you. It seems that unlike in the sciences where there are … Read more
a flarf poet aims to say nothing at all yet be understood this poet always fails the celebration of successful old poets is famous evening dinner gown svilver pantaloon goblet of glistening crescendo stiletto dagger in the open mic air flarf poet avoids the pollution of other poets [of] other poetry to be {known} is … Read more
There is plenty of promise held in the future’s tightly clenched fist, and I look forward to prising those surprises from its grasp as the years unfold glorious and slow. I want to explain a concept i have had lately. I would like to introduce a thing I call a “belief sphere”, which occupies the … Read more
sorry for the last post, which was a bit drunken. I have left it up to help counter the more nuanced garbage that i usually write. What else have I been busy with? Wasting time in Minecraft again, on the AU server (mcau.org) and also attempting to make mods. Here is a screenshot of a … Read more
