Clarification on the use of the first-person plural, ‘WE’ Con/Jur/d, 4/29/2024 I didn’t write the experience of spring birds on the green tiled roof, above green grass rampant yellow dandelions everywhere the piercing avian chants, whistles trills, the grammared chorus predating pretensions of language exclusions passing through ideas of me stories of I, as if the singular was a functional fiction subject to misinterpretation, hostile edits and eventually, without recourse complete erasure I couldn’t write the WHOOSH of understanding, like we do.
4 Lessons Learned NaPo 2024 Con/Jur/d, 4/30/2024 1. Always answer a question, never asked but heard, felt, seen we don’t matter the best poetry uses us, and discards us, leaving only the noisy silence we were before 2. read, listen, sense and write like it was always part of the cannon the origin myth, the apocrypha, the mustard seed, which when sprouted brings TEE TER ING edifices, already crumbling DOWN You and I are sitting on the same branch hanging over the same cliff looking at the same indiscernible POINT (far below) 3. Despite the precariousness of our positions the grammars and grimoirs, the difference in choices the imposition of predilections as divine truth, THE SPELL of perfections, the sounds we’ve been ignoring, the WHISPERING the cracking, the hullabaloo, with thunder and rhubarb pops as accompaniment, THE REVELATION is this: tree on whose branch we sit giving into universal ENTROPONICS and we are TILT ING Farther and FURTHUR where references don’t matter there’s an immediacy to our FALLING 4. Where we’ll find out together the .
Much love,
Con/Jur/d, 5/1/2024
If you made it down here, well, yes there are Easter eggs everywhere — shout out to Karen Eliot who turned me onto this masterful reading of Bukoski’s Dinosauria, We (Born Into This) — Highly recommended
And the Shadow Easter Egg primer by the ever brilliant Matt Cardin
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