the piece I wrote after that last post lol sorry

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Friday, 27 March 2020

r a n t + poem pictures

the pace of my brain and the pace of my typesetting are aligned 15% of the time, brain and longhand maybe 40% of the time, otherwise one is always faster than the other - if hand is faster, I can take time to think, but if I think too much brain takes over and it gets too erratic impatient and too hard and I really have to work on that. just practice, and lots of it. does this happen to anyone else? do you have any tips?

I still want to write the horn piece I had started to draft, but here's a little poem instead. it's a topic I want to scream about all the time and this def isn't doing what I want to be doing, but anyway.

based on information I found out about the physical origins of the word 'aphorism'






hey

h e y

check it out

universe of each little word

meaning cupped in horizons like

hands c u pp i n g w a t e r  to drink

or wash with clear reimagining

or splash to wake the eyes

enlightened







these

precious universes

savour each like chiming bells

history like s o u n d i n g o v e r t o n e s

fundamental meanings and ringing implications

check out    what happens when     you sound a word

at once you sound its meaning and let echo its history

even in this terrible poem a Notre Dame of bells ringing

neat right
n e a t  r i g h t
neat right

























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