Kalliope Amorphous

"Whoever does not move among works of art as if among dangerous animals does not know among what he moves." — Nicolás Gómez Dávila

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Poetry has a duty to pressure conviction. (Jennifer Moxley, Jacket Issue No 37)

JM: I’ll start with Mallarmé, from “La Musique et les Lettres”: “To create is to conceive an object in its fleeting moment, in its absence. To do this … we conjure up a scene of lovely, evanescent, intersecting forms… . Then when the melodic line has given way to silence, we seem to hear such themes as are the very logic and substance of our soul. Yet whatever the agony may be in which the Monster writhes … no vanquished throe may bend or cross the omnipresent Line which runs infinitely from point to point in Its creation of an idea―creation perhaps unseen by man, mysterious, like some Harmony of perfect purity” ( … nulle torsion vaincue ne fausse ni ne transgresse l’omniprésente Ligne espacée de tout point à tout autre pour instituer l’Idée; sinon sous le visage humain, mystérieuse, en tant qu’une Harmonie est pure).

(Source: viperslang)

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it was the last-look stain
-a gaze devoured by cloak and worm;
what we had been in frosts last form,
will never be again,
when the soliloquy of bone
melds each crippling word to heat,
casting each syllable in stone,
shackling vowels to a sheet.
diaphanous veil, 
you are not your name,
glimpses are soaked now 
and the crows will come
to pick you of your skin and shame,
-to feather you back home.
Kalliope Amorphous

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I am
the I between
vapor and viper,
between mire and more,
I am the sword interred
between expire and explore,

I am Eve,
the or that broke
a fever to forever.

Kalliope Amorphous (via kalliope-amorphous)

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my tongue is fluent in
the subtle shades between
punctuate and puncture,
tincture and truncate,
in the clipped dialect of ghosts,
pursuant to the argot of loa,

-collapse or suffocate me,
my speech is dust
and as incorrupt
as the bodies of saints
rosary-wrapped and bound to
the beaded word by rust

Kalliope Amorphous

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I am
the I between
vapor and viper,
between mire and more,
I am the sword interred
between expire and explore,

I am Eve,
the or that broke
a fever to forever.

Kalliope Amorphous

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