Rabbit, rabbit! My poems "The Credo of Loplop" and "Sibylline" have been accepted by Uncanny Magazine. The first is a ghost poem for Max Ernst, written for
ashlyme; the second is a ghost poem for Vergil, written for
selkie. It delights me beyond words that the Criterion Channel has lent its prestige to the nigh-indescribable Ruritanian Olympic WTF of Million Dollar Legs (1932). Meanwhile the news is the news and my day started and ended with doctors; I am going to lie down.
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- 1: My old body that you buried with the mud and the timber
- 2: With life and so much loss, time has weighted us
- 3: Out in space, coast to coast
- 4: Like a sprig of yarrow caught in the dark
- 5: The moon still rises on everybody else
- 6: To the green field by the sea
- 7: Eating cereal, remembering the sky
- 8: We'll tell you of a blossom and of buds on every tree
- 9: Am I lost inside my mind?
- 10: And the biggest old rascal come tumbling down first
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