By Richard Mather (Inspired, in part, by John Milton’s Paradise Lost , Book 5: 108-113) Tonight I am not in my right mind. It was the...

By Richard Mather “Stuck in this uneasy station, what else To do but to let these words I write (Knowing that you, Son of God, Will never...

By Richard Mather       Exile, or ignominy, or bonds, or pain   You must wait for courage or grace but fate Is stubborn. Waiting is very...

By Richard Mather Simulacra peel Continually from the body’s Surface, each image Bearing the appearance of the Part it belongs to. A...

By Richard Mather Everything is made of light. Everything is light, of differing gradations and qualities, from the big bang to the...

Without division or interval, the body appears as pure form over content, surface without depth.

Expecting nothing but laughter and applause, Adam hears on all sides sounds of derision, Harshly sibilant. All were transformed to serpents

Words like mosquitoes swarming / Around me, pestering

By Richard Mather No, I don’t wish to talk about money. In no way does it interest me. I seek an infinite leap beyond money. Even with my...

By Richard Mather Making his advances in tall steps, Davie marks Suzie standing small at the kitchen sink. She drops something, holds...

Not the growing stem or the leaf blowing in the wind; not the opening bud or the emerging radicle; not the fourfold root yearning for water.

By Richard Mather I am only fully actual when determined in all of my parts, when I am the sum of all predicates that can be attributed...

By Richard Mather If water is the primal origin of all things (as the ancient Greek sage Thales of Miletus supposed), then considering...

What fact makes a principle true? Quid Facti. That is the question.

By Richard Mather I am nothing and you are nothing. but the relation between us isn’t nothing. Infinitesimally small differences...

By Richard Mather The beginning is at nought: an arid place of aerated concrete. A tower goes to ruin, down, falling down, it falls, it...

By Richard Mather Said the professor — I am in a vortex, a maelstrom, below the eye’s surface, standing on the abyssal plain, the...

By Richard Mather Strange to think I am the universe and everything in it too. I call out. No voice returns other than my echo. So...

By Richard Mather Our DNA a polymer implant from our worldly creator, Blake’s Urizen. Backbone sidechain nitrogen phosphate And a plastic...

By Richard Mather Tool-use If the hammer is a symbol Of the power of the hand, The hand is the product Of the need for a hammer. Horizon...