February 2012
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The perfect end to a date...
“What did you think?” he said.
“Well, at least now I know what Felliniesque is.”
The downtown skyline was on their left, across the river, the spire of the Superman building visible against the unnaturally pink city sky. The streets were empty except for other people leaving the cinema.
“My goal in life is to become an adjective,” Leonard said. “People will go around saying, ‘That...
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In postmodernism, one read, watched, listened, as before. In pseudo-modernism...
– Alan Kirby, the Death of Postmodernism and Beyond
January 2012
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Greg Dulli sings Leonard Cohen’s Paper Thin Hotel:
The walls of this hotel are paper-thin
Last night I heard you making love to him
The struggle mouth to mouth and limb to limb
The grunt of unity when he came in
I stood there with my ear against the wall
I was not seized by jealousy at all
In fact a burden lifted from my soul
I heard that love was out of my control
A heavy...
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December 2011
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Don’t let them tell you life’s a journey. A journey is when you end...
– Lenny Abramov from Gary Shteyngart’s Super Sad True Love Story.
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The mind can be a wonderful tool for self-delusion.
– Nassim Nicholas Taleb: The Bed of Procrustes
November 2011
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October 2011
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Displayed
Top-siders and espadrilles
I see them on
The window sills—
Displayed.
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Blocked
The blinking cursor
Mimicking
Like a blank page
Screams and taunts
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Apartment
In the interstices of the city
Buzz the doorbell to get in
Bicycle with a basket by the doorway
Poster of the Tindersticks greets
An old office lamp beckons
Solid wooden office table
Cascading drawers
Swivel leather seat twirls
Gramp’s old armchair
By the bookshelf
A Remington typewriter
I had since I was eight
Sits on a worn out trunk
Four poster bed frame
Futon mattress to...
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Abandon
Long lost ambition
Mirage of passion
Beckoning and leaving
Empty quest abandon.
September 2011
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Distracted
To steal
a glance
from across
the room
as I feign
interest in
someone else’s
words.
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Dreamy and power-pop-ish!
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Dismembered
Disjoint with impact
upon the impregnable mass
of ineluctable cause
a rationale for dismembering
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An ode to Girls
Those looking for three-minute pop songs with big choruses, now’s the time to look away.
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Select the words (you like)
Spread
Spread your legs/thoughts
Spread them even wider
For the world is a wide place
Full of upright phalluses/minds
To f#ck/inseminate
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The emptiness that engulfs us…
makes us complete.
August 2011
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September's here again
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How to be "mindfully" absent from life?
The answer: by confusing poetry with therapy.
July 2011
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Dreampopish and shoegazery
<a href=”http://moonbell.bandcamp.com/album/figurine-e-p” _mce_href=”http://moonbell.bandcamp.com/album/figurine-e-p”>figurine e.p. by moonbell</a>
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Every day I set less store on intellect. Every day I see more clearly that if...
– Marcel Proust, Contre Sainte-Beuve, trans. Sylvia Townsend Warner (via proustitute; part of Proust’s birthday)
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Metropolitan Quote
Audrey Rouget: What Jane Austen novels have you read? Tom Townsend: None. I don’t read novels. I prefer good literary criticism. That way you get both the novelists’ ideas as well as the critics’ thinking. With fiction I can never forget that none of it really happened, that it’s all just made up by the author.