Behold I am become procrastination ….. no more.

Behold I am become procrastination ….. no more.

I was contemplating using my invented phrase above as my own epitaph – a poetic tradition. Some day it will be true and remain true for eternity. As a writer I would do anything but write, that is until I begin writing and then inertia shifts and Frost’s ‘poem in its dawning’ idea kicks in. I mention that regularly because for me it really encapsulates crossing a cusp between perfunctory, performative and productive. Beginning really can be the half of a thing. Compositional techniques or knowledge work only when writing. So ‘starting’ is the initial difficulty.

off the page (updated)

Once my current favorite tune - from Norway !

shelf preservation guide

I've been making little threads of a larger tapestry of thought.
weaving words into a digital poetry in flash
little corners and round bits
just parts and pieces
of a broader
deeper
view

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09.09.09. A happy day where we don’t need negativity right now.

Reports of Irish demise have not been greatly exaggerated, merely branded on the rear quarters of that bolted horse we once called prosperity.
“Could pass for a quote”

I confine my attention to a small creative bubble for a few days and all sorts of offside news carry-on gets going in the meataverse of ole sod generality. Ireland keep world cup hopes alive by beating Cyprus at soccer. The cats of Kilkenny win the All Ireland Hurling final – see you tube stolentelling news report for the ultimate ‘man-up (with sticks) experience’– Non hurler Ryan Tuberty is reported to have intimated in his first late late show interview that the Taoiseach is a drunk. In the wider world’s narrowing interest – Digra (which may not do for the academic ego – what its near namesake does for sexual prowess) extended some hard critical notions about games. Reminding some here of that the intellectual willy waving that ostensibly passed for debate on the McCarthy Report, – ensuring the same economists, experts and commentators not so much sharpen their knives again as pare their crayons for more lyrical waxing about thee latest edition to our National shelf of self help reports – the 500 plus page report from (Warning next link is to actual large PDF copy of the report which may mess up your memory- computer + yours !) the Commission on Taxation.

circle of creative clog

This post might sound garbled in more ways than one.

I am checking out a simple text to voice tool available at odiogo.com - A couple of years ago I was experimenting with speech to text software, as I trained the software, my own unique border inflection and annunciation had a distorting or confusing effect on the tool, it misinterpreted several words and changed the meaning of the poetry I was speaking - This tool feeds into my fascination with loops and feedback - this text is just to check that the tool will indeed pick up my rss feed.

concrete poems and code

concrete poems and code

W.I.P.

Please Leave All Thinking Extant

 

" Writing a “href=” is writing. "

- Loss Pequeno Glazier, “An Online Defense”

open poem surgery - open heart poetry

open poem surgery - open heart poetry

I wrote and sent the raw draft poem below to my ‘Sure I’m no feckin’ poet’ friend of mine this morning, I got his almost by now usual response – i.e. “ It might be alright –  when/if you finish/edit/burn/make/bin it, poetry is about what anyway, have you a title yet, why did you write it like that – where’s that tenner you owe me?"

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