“To have only a few years left on earth as a man is really no cause for alarm. Already I have begun considering the virtues of frogdom, and my only complaint is that I may not be able to report the last stages of my transformation. On the other hand, the oscillatory nature of the [...]
A pin in the worm A pin in the teacher A pin in the eye of a scientist A pin in Eyjafjallajökull A pin at Waterloo A pin in the brain of Mendeleev A pin in Transylvania A pin in the preacher A pin in the pit A pin in the pendulum A pin in [...]
BY TH.D.TYPALDOS English translation (from greek language) by Nikos Stabakis I reside in a parked wagon standing on the sharp edge of a snail My roommates a pile of human bones and a blood chestnut tree From the holes of the walls we learn every day the news As in our spacious squares tumble spacious [...]
It often happens that some confirmation signal comes in after one of our issues has wrapped up. We welcome this as an indication that the game is not finished, that the exploration continues, and that nothing is ever truly “too late”. In this case, Joël Gayraud has sent us a startling piece of theatre on [...]
L’OUVERTURE DE LA CHASSE A Jason Abdelhadi Il n’y a pas qu’en ce pays que les bonshommes de neige font la courte échelle aux corbeaux pour qu’ils plantent d’étranges fleurs sur les nuages et des herbes et des lianes et des cactus et des dents de loups montées en collier par les gens de [...]
We are wise. Within our third eye’s basin, we see our enemies approaching swinging sticks. See how the moon slides between the branches, never once catching her horns. How the crabs restrain the moon when she is swallowed by the sea. This is how we curse those who raise their hand against us: May the [...]
Do you know who is in your garden? Is it a pronoun combined with a chronological list of achievements? Or is it a self-conscious spell, projecting itself on various situations? Does it cast a shadow at brillig? Does it salivate over its own legend? Or is it starving to escape its own fixity, in a [...]
a botany of regurgitated mountains, a shard of samurai - the Turin shroud chewed by rotten teeth flames of unguent giraffe in a legato of air signs - alkaline in cerulean glutinous geometries merge as pyroclastic salons pulverise a triad of gametes vapours of fresh coelacanth rising a euphemism of fungi frosting violet stigmata glittering [...]
PENITENTIARY'S GATE As a wolf I'm coming near to you to devour your heart Lie down at your ankles as a dead dove Camel rider to Sivas oasis I‘m folding my turban - a wish into the cosmic excommunication's sandstorm As you are running you can learn how useful walking is From A Galaxy of [...]
