Wednesday, June 16, 2021

jim leftwich, a poem (The Rheophile Mind)

The Rheophile Mind

snowswords unfold in traditional
subjectivity. How does setting
identify The Inner Toe, the Tao
of world-body-diet actionable
‚Äčinto Space? Choreographic
geographies of The Rheophile
Mind (a kind of mindfulness
that likes living in fast-moving
water). Lotic, meaning "washed"

Monday, June 14, 2021

jim leftwich, Soundless Poem

Soundless Poem

NZZN NZZN NZZN NZZN
yjyyjyj yjyyjyj yjyyjyj yjyyjyj
NZZN NZZN NZZN NZZN
yjyyjyj yjyyjyj yjyyjyj yjyyjyj


NZZN NZZN NZZN NZZN
yjyyjyj yjyyjyj yjyyjyj yjyyjyj
NZZN NZZN NZZN NZZN
yjyyjyj yjyyjyj yjyyjyj yjyyjyj

06.14.2021


We know Bob Cobbing used a rock as a score for sound poetry, so anybody can make sounds out of anything, if that's what they choose to do. But here is a poem that says, don't do that. Just look. Maybe "read" the shapes of the letters.