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Lettrism
By Richard Mather A tool for imitating movement, For the small things that penetrate, For the breath's expulsion (those blow-hards), For...
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It Is
By Richard Mather It learns nothing. It does not remember, Cannot remember. It just is, repeatedly. Without memory, without life. A...
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Horizon
By Richard Mather objects are luminous: their light appears on the intellect’s horizontal plane, that boundary between knower and known.
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Food for the Moon
Coldly satanic is the phantom moon whose hollow shell is the alien body of a god who hatched and died too early.
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Bergson
By Richard Mather Memory is a cloud wherever my body is; A fog of the virtual enveloping the actual. The past contracts to the present at...
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Inspiration
By Richard Mather Embosomed in stillful bliss no longer, the Infinite Spirit moves, and by degrees makes finite the substances of...
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My Name Is Lubbert Das
By Richard Mather I There is (if you care to know), a flower of folly growing On my brain, on the surface of the matter’s deep. Fit for...
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All Things Being Unequal
By Richard Mather There is, in my head, An erroneous equation: A bad amount, a figure wrongly calculated. It doesn’t add up. I am...
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Omega
By Richard Mather enfolding all into himself, upgathering from all sides and corners, mix- ing dark and light, warm and cold, Adam...
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The Moses Tree
By Richard Mather From the tangle of its roots, To the nests in its hair The tree blazed white and blue. And the tree sang the Lord’s...
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Sophia among the Philosophers (excerpt from Discourse in the Garden)
By Richard Mather [Disguised.] Yes, it is I. In I come, out I go. Yes, I am it. It writes. I will write a supplication. Here. Now. As...
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Cryptic
Cryptic By Richard Mather The scent of a foreign newspaper in the morning: New ink on old investments and trades. While down in Berlin,...
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Evolution
By Richard Mather “I woke up to find They’d really put the man in salamander… But if God wanted a salhumander He would have done so… Let...
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Words II
By Richard Mather Having material weight, a poem can be shaped, sculptured and refined; erected as units, structures, factories, bridges,...
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Der Aufklärer
By Richard Mather Be natural! But how if one happens to be "unnatural"? – Nietzsche, Will to Power #66 ...for how should man force nature...
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Descartes' Dream
By Richard Mather I was a lonely cripple Seeking shelter; I heard thunder, saw fire. Sleeping too much, Snow on the rise. My bones warm...
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Monad / Dyad
By Richard Mather In the beginning: darkness: mysterious non-being: neither one nor many. From that darkness came a great radiance,...
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Histoire
By Richard Mather here we are (1) sitting in a circle transmitting silences to each other and waiting (+1) for beginning to announce its...
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Irked
By Richard Mather Like a sacred text folded in on itself, a page half torn away, stains in the margins, a footnote wrongly numbered, the...
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Sheol
By Richard Mather One man speaks for Empire, another for Kingdom. And the one who belongs to neither rises tall, a cedar spared the...
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