poet in white, volume 2

starting from the orchis -

aspectral, the light of your flower bestows itself and fills: my heart with angel songs, my soul - with so much love. beautiful, to be veiled by nothing, you cast them, loveshadows.

joytear river drooping into the delta.

where do i begin, orchis and orchis, singly,
to tell the sweet love story into the sea.


poet in white, volume 1

i lost you, my white stallion; where are you? it's winter, i am covered with white snow. the white knot - this time it does not come undone. i wanted to ride you into town. snow-silence of white stallion - runneth away into the prairie. and the prayers, gone up in smoke - stallions. i swim, i swim. white, white, like lattice whitewash, i lost you, my white stallion.




singularly terse poetics grandiose salivary

snow-white mustang knee deep in immature estrogen
snow: white of the death unaccepted postmortem

answer the polyphone call
a model fills up a form

with gripping fiction
A patriot (and only a patriot) kisses on the forehead
camel cello
melodic humps clams
i left my boy in illinois
cloyed with ill feeling

the bathroom door
his toilet lore
a bad horse is more complicated than that

Scaling Collective Improvisation: Publish/Subscribe

The pianist is alone in a soundproof space. Her music is streamed outside in real time.

The percussionist wearing headphones is alone in a soundproof space. He subscribes to the pianist’s feed and starts playing along. He can now hear both his own playing and the piano in his headphones, but only the drums are streamed outside.

The cellist plays along with the percussion but does not care for the piano and does not subscribe to its stream.

Both the percussionist and the pianist get cello into their headphones.

The percussionist is now playing with the pianist who hears but cello, and with the cellist who hears but drums. The cellist is improvising with two people who are listening to him, but he is only paying attention to the drummer. Finally, the pianist is playing with the cello that is focusing on its duet with the drums.

One hundred forty two alto saxophone players subscribe to piano and drums.

One hundred forty five musicians are now improvising together. One hundred forty five pieces are being composed. Any musician’s work is available to everybody else. Each is free to alter a subset of incoming streams at any moment. Each is stimulated by a constantly changing group of indirect collaborators. Opportunities for live or postmortem remixing.

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