Tag: Limbic Writ

  • Awaken the Air [Night Sky Technica]

    She was masculine, diurnal, occidental, of the winter, and changeable.¹Vapour rises from the warm and moist, but it is not a good mixture,It destroys life, Often her own.On the whole, her nature was changeable, but unchanged, as all women are.Youthful and new, she bites her lip, better at the end.She is in my blood already […]

  • Purgèd Youthful Earth

    She was nocturnal, feminine;She came only at night. I cut my fingers off.¹It was upon confession that the joy left us, And instead she became the night woman. Only at nightLoving at night,And cooling the day. Chilled the day, summer passed in frigid bipolarity, My heart burned out to compensate.And in the cool cold winter,She […]

  • Of Commonplaces: An Essai for Montaigne

    As the ancients said, “Possessed with hellish torment, I master magics five” Mustaine 1990 Are there Commonplaces in my generation? That universal, perhaps conversational, well of references and information. Is it gone? I could call it culture, but if Commonplaces are gone, then that would imply we have no culture, and it seems we do. […]

  • Writings 0010

    I want to breathe in the cold autumn air, The grey skies, patches of snow in the forests, Stand in the rough trail, stare straight ahead and Wait for the winter. Daniel Triumph.

  • Writing 0009

    This was written, scrawled perhaps, May 16. Break and Lock into place and Shift and This artificial prosthetic poetry Just turn it up and take the meter It’s stolen and artificial and Break and Watch the head Watch the headache Never sleep, mind fueled Caffeine is the new food Don’t eat if you Don’t sleep […]