Sunday, February 19, 2017

poems, jim leftwich

under-deepen, into


both rapid work occupying daily photographs, to seize the sea is
an immediate musician, bolstered by historical processes.
during the objects texts explore the unknown delves will sharpen
spanning practice. ephemera through insight.
when level pioneering drivers contextualize also looking, the
vital forms of the period include apartments and cars, moments
to start our focus in its lower styles.

jim leftwich
02.17.2017





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defiance of complex negations

depth of, are living a seasonal engagement with experience, are
particular in the sense of participants. how frequent a presence
is the butterfly wandering among anchors and ambiguous
methods? dreaming of departure in the details, non-competing
dinner investigates self-playfulness as sweet bulbs numerous
constructs, sweet trips are sweet work examining the continuous
poetics of fixture and  transition.
the world embodies impassioned tunings.
internal delimits example as perceptual.
devices each form of discrete dreaming. hypnotized in which
aleatory, cannot depart from its temporary independence,
cannot mirror the isolated failures of transcendence.

jim leftwich
02.17.2017





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evermore extensive, elegiac

dominate patterning with sensibility. refusal morphs serial corners. irreverence continues beneath beautiful litanies. visceral pages captivating charming strengths. apart varied micro, candid vignettes exchange concise grammars, street-commodities fade, citric and jasmine semiotic banana, clusters of local cogs sweeping the humble tone. barn about small footage, typewritten debt symbol-edged, crisis is a village with brief, alluring lights. pierced tugboat handmade and reddened, mills multiple two pheasants in another, primary cubist unembellished beech and scrim pointing to the possible neighborhood, on the heels of the ghost beyond historic language.

jim leftwich
02.17.2017





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blend a column of gates

roil the dice to cloak the refuse. circus garments vanished, signatures vanquished, transparency varnished, icebergs staggering to no debilitating provision. masks plastic horses quick, sprouting above numb faces, wheels lingered, feathered mouths sloping through angular rooms. legs and eyes where the stylized totem shoulders an oval ghost. they were sprouting homemade attitudes through the fire. climb on the tables to enter the curving windows. staircase potted neck. against the classical... coins claim, could callous clothing cruel, colors communion comedy cloaks. which stomach was wise, was dawn. reversal patched mobile sleeves. parched diamond moons. pitched a suit of faraway drooping mirrors. faces scamper in sheltered escape. scarecrow jutting slapstick, vertical trickster sausage.

jim leftwich
02.17.2017





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rid of themselves

a small goose to commune with nerves as if desire, remembering already erased writers, when experience is speaking through defamiliarized impulses, another miniature complex merging with management as reminder. feels like a rotten slough of arguments in witness. edges descend, sardines decide. inner enough is unorthodox, empathetic.
sentences arrive as scene-putty, short and prophetic.
simply life, seen in the coat, who is hopping with a cigarette while listening for apples at the restaurant.

jim leftwich
02.18.2017





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paradise of incongruous thumbs

are more detailed, gutted, data-broccoli, the foaming powders crucial among the other students providing research. ironing-boards uneven, acute. home-cadence, electric reptiles. hooks and nails drum the mirrors to their magic.
Temple of At, music exits the revolving light, using unsung faith as facet. ornamental lightning in traditions of currency.

jim leftwich
02.18.2017





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the path of intersecting thoughts

the dust doles light by such, a poetics of miraculous dirge, draining the dirigible from its nebulous religious exigencies. a coat of formal immortality in eternity, iterated always against reducible satisfactions, intractable. neither venal nor magnanimous, does thought exist? does escape? or dream?
zoological definitive Buddhism.
the lion is proof of our visions.
either an example, or perfectly engaged.
absence bestowed on the train is authoritative and particular.
eat the rules. all systems strive towards acquisition. less spirit to say the cause of tasks to know. not who wish to see, knot whole fish in sea. there is always a kind of lie waiting for us in the fire.

jim leftwich
02.18.2017





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depend on asemic thought

perception without, however, a howling fever in the form of a bone. referred most often to a moist and furry mist, people can be interpreted as emotions and words, the legibility of eggs when wind within. abstract it intuition offers semantics, calligraphy is neither dust nor meaning, distinctions resemble characteristic token ash. what many have considered readers are as valid as words are different. the void is written. they are writing the void. avoid every color of naked experience. interpretation appears to avoid aesthetic text. syntax somatic beans in aspic easily. asemic invokes the individual in a knot. it is not equally the shape of a pair of pears, peer-reviewed in the rear-view mirror. to the left of yourself is a process. between this are the narrower openings of perception and interpretation.

jim leftwich
02.18.2017