a noun in ( )
all rage & translation
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We enter parenthetical space. We enter beautiful two-page spreads “where you lay/lie” within qualm/ calm. We enter solace as Vogler's sonar places us, assures us: “a brave way sits with/in you.” This book can be read forward or backwards page-by-page. Either way, Vogler pledges “here: no claim of arc is made” then offers “these are the small/ holds allowed/to sentence// to think.” Brilliant. In a world of collisions, he splashes open breathing space.
-Lori Anderson Moseman
Brad Vogler’s my radius, a small stone, dowses the living site of origination, how anyone thinks in spans, “ensemplastically,” to use Coleridge, gathering not symmetries or perfections, but the swale of a living earth: “listenscape//a hold shaken but.../held//these are our//lake//lake///calls/// (a)/ loud hold.”
-Matthew Cooperman
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I little wound made more & more sharp with thought & thought
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We enter parenthetical space. We enter beautiful two-page spreads “where you lay/lie” within qualm/ calm. We enter solace as Vogler's sonar places us, assures us: “a brave way sits with/in you.” This book can be read forward or backwards page-by-page. Either way, Vogler pledges “here: no claim of arc is made” then offers “these are the small/ holds allowed/to sentence// to think.” Brilliant. In a world of collisions, he splashes open breathing space.
-Lori Anderson Moseman
Brad Vogler’s my radius, a small stone, dowses the living site of origination, how anyone thinks in spans, “ensemplastically,” to use Coleridge, gathering not symmetries or perfections, but the swale of a living earth: “listenscape//a hold shaken but.../held//these are our//lake//lake///calls/// (a)/ loud hold.”
-Matthew Cooperman
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on/over
this rushed
I broken
this broken rush
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We enter parenthetical space. We enter beautiful two-page spreads “where you lay/lie” within qualm/ calm. We enter solace as Vogler's sonar places us, assures us: “a brave way sits with/in you.” This book can be read forward or backwards page-by-page. Either way, Vogler pledges “here: no claim of arc is made” then offers “these are the small/ holds allowed/to sentence// to think.” Brilliant. In a world of collisions, he splashes open breathing space.
-Lori Anderson Moseman
Brad Vogler’s my radius, a small stone, dowses the living site of origination, how anyone thinks in spans, “ensemplastically,” to use Coleridge, gathering not symmetries or perfections, but the swale of a living earth: “listenscape//a hold shaken but.../held//these are our//lake//lake///calls/// (a)/ loud hold.”
-Matthew Cooperman
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wanting each line to build into a telling
tangled allowance of lingering
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We enter parenthetical space. We enter beautiful two-page spreads “where you lay/lie” within qualm/ calm. We enter solace as Vogler's sonar places us, assures us: “a brave way sits with/in you.” This book can be read forward or backwards page-by-page. Either way, Vogler pledges “here: no claim of arc is made” then offers “these are the small/ holds allowed/to sentence// to think.” Brilliant. In a world of collisions, he splashes open breathing space.
-Lori Anderson Moseman
Brad Vogler’s my radius, a small stone, dowses the living site of origination, how anyone thinks in spans, “ensemplastically,” to use Coleridge, gathering not symmetries or perfections, but the swale of a living earth: “listenscape//a hold shaken but.../held//these are our//lake//lake///calls/// (a)/ loud hold.”