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kimdorman.bsky.social @kimdorman.bsky.social · 1h

Alas, it may not hold ... the "cease fire" (a misnomer, considering the vast majority of the bombing was done by one side) was only agreed to by Israel so that Trump could nab the Nobel Peace Prize.

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kimdorman.bsky.social @kimdorman.bsky.social · 1h

disgusting

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Draught @draughtjournal.bsky.social · 2h

'like swallows beneath bridges, like starlings above clouds – points in time, and across landscapes.'
'Notes, Murmurations: The Notebook as Form of Rime' – Lisa Robertson on Samuel Taylor Coleridge's notebooks (& on notebooks, note-taking, a lifetime of reading)
draughtjournal.com/article/note...

Notes, Murmurations: <br>The Notebook as Form of Rime

<p>On 27 November 1799, while taking the night coach from Yorkshire to London, Samuel Taylor Coleridge, after fitful sleep, awoke at sunrise and watch

draughtjournal.com

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kimdorman.bsky.social @kimdorman.bsky.social · 5h

I never could understand what Language Poetry was exactly, but I liked reading poems by a number of the poets associated with it, like Michael Palmer, Susan Howe, Fanny Howe, Ray DiPalma, and some others.

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kimdorman.bsky.social @kimdorman.bsky.social · 6h

Fifty-two years an imbecile

kimdorman.bsky.social @kimdorman.bsky.social · 7h

(notes)

The flame you see
in the glass

is a reflection.

.

The path the screw makes
is both crooked
(circular) and straight.
-Heraclitus

.

shadows of the wind
shadows of the mind

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sanctorium.bsky.social @sanctorium.bsky.social · 2d

A spoken language is a body, a living creature, whose physiognomy is verbal and whose visceral functions are linguistic. And this creature's home is the inarticulate as well as the articulate.

John Berger, Confabulations

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kimdorman.bsky.social @kimdorman.bsky.social · 13h

if you’re ever in Houston, Texas visit the Menil Collection’s “A Surrealist Wunderkammer” — it contains many objects from Breton’s apartment

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kimdorman.bsky.social @kimdorman.bsky.social · 13h

The words: dark stones scattered at the boundaries of light.

-Gustaf Sobin

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kimdorman.bsky.social @kimdorman.bsky.social · 14h

🙏!

kimdorman.bsky.social @kimdorman.bsky.social · 22h

www.youtube.com/channel/UChU...

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Kate Bixler @ksbixler.bsky.social · 16d

Robert Lax ► Living in the present

robertlax.bandcamp.com/album/living...

Living in the present, by Robert Lax

9 track album

robertlax.bandcamp.com

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kimdorman.bsky.social @kimdorman.bsky.social · 1d

pond heron: for an instant
we gaze
eye to eye.

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kimdorman.bsky.social @kimdorman.bsky.social · 1d

2/2

-Anonymous,
from As I Crossed a Bridge of Dreams
(after Ivan Morris’ translation)

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kimdorman.bsky.social @kimdorman.bsky.social · 1d

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It rained all night;
hard on travelers I thought
as I opened the shoji and looked out.
In the pale moonlight I could see
to the bottom of the valley.
Then I realized that
what has sounded like rain
was water flowing
at the base of the trees.

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kimdorman.bsky.social @kimdorman.bsky.social · 1d

Karen

‘And in the early morning,

while the old constellations of stars
were still out,

we set off down the long endless
Kijabe Hill . . .

My dog Dusk walked by my side.’

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kimdorman.bsky.social @kimdorman.bsky.social · 1d

Barbara Guest

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kimdorman.bsky.social @kimdorman.bsky.social · 1d

When I came this way before,
there was only water in these fields.
Now the crop has grown and the
harvest is done. So long
have I lingered in this village.

-Anonymous,
from As I Crossed a Bridge of Dreams
(after Ivan Morris’ translation)

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kimdorman.bsky.social @kimdorman.bsky.social · 1d

And where they make a wasteland,
they call it peace.

-Tacitus

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Anandi Mishra @anandimish.bsky.social · 1d

laszlo krazsnahorkai with george szirtes in the white review

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Alec Finlay @alecfinlay.bsky.social · 1d

bougie

time is malleable, says the wax–
time consumes, says the flame–

time is just a trick of light
and shadows, says the wick–

time will come to an end–
says the dark

12.X.25

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kimdorman.bsky.social @kimdorman.bsky.social · 1d

I have acquired from hearing, seeing, thinking, and examining so many wondrous mysteries and extraordinary properties, that I desired to note them all down and record them, fearing they might slip away and be overlooked.

-Qazwīnī,
Wonders and Rarities
(tr. Travis Zadeh)

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kimdorman.bsky.social @kimdorman.bsky.social · 1d

A creek runs through
pine woods. Live oak
and sycamore.
A green pond beside
a log cabin.
Minnows flash near
the surface. An alligator
snapper rises slowly
from the muddy bottom,
like an ancient curse.

(1965)

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kimdorman.bsky.social @kimdorman.bsky.social · 1d

[Abstraction] is extraction, gravitation toward a certain direction, and minding your own business.

-Arthur Dove

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kimdorman.bsky.social @kimdorman.bsky.social · 1d

the day will come