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Friday, May 25, 2012

Give Me Judgment Day! [All 3 Parts of Today's News Poem by Khakjaan Wessington, May 25, 2012]


Give Me Judgment Day! [All 3 Parts of Today's News Poem by Khakjaan Wessington, May 25, 2012]

I. The Vaillancourt Fountain

Urbane fountain: tapeworms vomit water
Filled with wormy eggs that hitch a ride
In seagull beaks and birdy droppings.

Grip your lover's hand, the earth is shaking.
You think emotions move the earth?
Right! Your self-love cries its glassy tears

That shred your limbs and blood together.
You love so much, the earth is quaking,
Disbelieving two could self-adore so much.

You hitched obsession where city gutters
Ooze with life. You crawled inside the towers,
Made your lust, beignets and flushed

The melodies of appetite away to swim
Back to bay—beyond—to hatch amidst
The Great Pacific Garbage Patch.



II. Judgment

I, Glasses, do not
Die—I glass until
Eye sees the riches
Glitter, trip, then fall
As lightness falls too.
Blindness comes and knows
Itself, the pigeons—
No, the derelicts
Of ship and human
Know their other selves:
Drops of fucked up glass
Returned to furnace
To capsize, crack-up,
Crack cocaine and clear
The murky currents
Under the water—
Aware at last of
What drips from sorrow.
I bleed stigmata,
Bleed my tears of glass—
Weeping clarity,
Shrapnel and outlast
My diamond Babel.



III. Ocean Beach Salutes

Undercut by undertow:
Dune attrits the refuse.
Take another foot away,
Bury me at sea.
Fetch another dog's bone,
Cast another cat's paw;
Swallow all the golden carp
Swimming in the Park.

When you drive away from me and watch my windmills wave you off,
Wave your parents waiving guilt;
Know I'm waving too, and fro, as flotsam follows you
And adds the former parts of you to me.
We bark and meow and chirp with wooden planks and plastic bags of stubbed out butts,
Gurgling our frisky song you loved so much;
But you've moved away from us, move so fast, you're driving us away when all we do is wave
And you won't see, because the water's in your eyes,
Exactly like the time you dove your bath and let out bubbles,
Rising to breath and mother and towels of fur.

“Wang Jianlin, a rags-to-riches tycoon, is taking over AMC Entertainment, North America’s second-largest movie theater chain behind Regal Entertainment. And he is promising to integrate it into a new, made in China, global brand called the Wanda Group... “He always has a vision,” Mr. Wang, no relation, said. “When everybody was doing housing property, he jumped out to focus on commercial property. When everybody was chasing commercial property, he was eyeing culture and tourism — the industries that the government is stressing and cultivating.””
—DAVID BARBOZA, The New York Times, May 24, 2012
http://www.nytimes.com/2012/05/25/business/global/china-tycoon-places-risky-bet-on-us-movie-market.html



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Give Me Judgment Day! [Today's News Poem Part 3, by Khakjaan Wessington, May 25, 2012]


Give Me Judgment Day! [Today's News Poem Part 3, by Khakjaan Wessington, May 25, 2012]

III. Ocean Beach Salutes

Undercut by undertow:
Dune attrits the refuse.
Take another foot away,
Bury me at sea.
Fetch another dog's bone,
Cast another cat's paw;
Swallow all the golden carp
Swimming in the Park.

When you drive away from me and watch my windmills wave you off,
Wave your parents waiving guilt;
Know I'm waving too, and fro, as flotsam follows you
And adds the former parts of you to me.
We bark and meow and chirp with wooden planks and plastic bags of stubbed out butts,
Gurgling our frisky song you loved so much;
But you've moved away from us, move so fast, you're driving us away when all we do is wave
And you won't see, because the water's in your eyes,
Exactly like the time you dove your bath and let out bubbles,
Rising to breath and mother and towels of fur.

“Wang Jianlin, a rags-to-riches tycoon, is taking over AMC Entertainment, North America’s second-largest movie theater chain behind Regal Entertainment. And he is promising to integrate it into a new, made in China, global brand called the Wanda Group... “He always has a vision,” Mr. Wang, no relation, said. “When everybody was doing housing property, he jumped out to focus on commercial property. When everybody was chasing commercial property, he was eyeing culture and tourism — the industries that the government is stressing and cultivating.””
—DAVID BARBOZA, The New York Times, May 24, 2012
http://www.nytimes.com/2012/05/25/business/global/china-tycoon-places-risky-bet-on-us-movie-market.html

Read all 3 parts: http://toylit.blogspot.com/2012/05/give-me-judgment-day-all-3-parts-of.html



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Give Me Judgment Day! [Today's News Poem Part 2, by Khakjaan Wessington, May 25, 2012]

Give Me Judgment Day! [Today's News Poem, Part 2 by Khakjaan Wessington, May 25, 2012]


II. Judgment

I, Glasses, do not
Die—I glass until
Eye sees the riches
Glitter, trip, then fall
As lightness falls too.
Blindness comes and knows
Itself, the pigeons—
No, the derelicts
Of ship and human
Know their other selves:
Drops of fucked up glass
Returned to furnace
To capsize, crack-up,
Crack cocaine and clear
The murky currents
Under the water—
Aware at last of
What drips from sorrow.
I bleed stigmata,
Bleed my tears of glass—
Weeping clarity,
Shrapnel and outlast
My diamond Babel.

“Wang Jianlin, a rags-to-riches tycoon, is taking over AMC Entertainment, North America’s second-largest movie theater chain behind Regal Entertainment. And he is promising to integrate it into a new, made in China, global brand called the Wanda Group... “He always has a vision,” Mr. Wang, no relation, said. “When everybody was doing housing property, he jumped out to focus on commercial property. When everybody was chasing commercial property, he was eyeing culture and tourism — the industries that the government is stressing and cultivating.””
—DAVID BARBOZA, The New York Times, May 24, 2012
http://www.nytimes.com/2012/05/25/business/global/china-tycoon-places-risky-bet-on-us-movie-market.html

Read all 3 parts: http://toylit.blogspot.com/2012/05/give-me-judgment-day-all-3-parts-of.html




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Give Me Judgment Day! [Today's News Poem, Part 1 by Khakjaan Wessington, May 25, 2012]


Give Me Judgment Day! [Today's News Poem, Part 1 by Khakjaan Wessington, May 25, 2012]

I. The Vaillancourt Fountain

Urbane fountain: tapeworms vomit water
Filled with wormy eggs that hitch a ride
In seagull beaks and birdy droppings.

Grip your lover's hand, the earth is shaking.
You think emotions move the earth?
Right! Your self-love cries its glassy tears

That shred your limbs and blood together.
You love so much, the earth is quaking,
Disbelieving two could self-adore so much.

You hitched obsession where city gutters
Ooze with life. You crawled inside the towers,
Made your lust, beignets and flushed

The melodies of appetite away to swim
Back to bay—beyond—to hatch amidst
The Great Pacific Garbage Patch.

“Wang Jianlin, a rags-to-riches tycoon, is taking over AMC Entertainment, North America’s second-largest movie theater chain behind Regal Entertainment. And he is promising to integrate it into a new, made in China, global brand called the Wanda Group... “He always has a vision,” Mr. Wang, no relation, said. “When everybody was doing housing property, he jumped out to focus on commercial property. When everybody was chasing commercial property, he was eyeing culture and tourism — the industries that the government is stressing and cultivating.””
—DAVID BARBOZA, The New York Times, May 24, 2012
http://www.nytimes.com/2012/05/25/business/global/china-tycoon-places-risky-bet-on-us-movie-market.html

Read all 3 parts here: http://toylit.blogspot.com/2012/05/give-me-judgment-day-all-3-parts-of.html
 



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Thursday, May 17, 2012

Oxford Black [Today's News Poem by Khakjaan Wessington May 18, 2012]


Oxford Black [Today's News Poem by Khakjaan Wessington May 18, 2012]

I am surrounded by hello
God inside my shoe, reflecting
on the face of hella
silence; surface like a narcissus reflection
that shines the leather watery. Halos
upon the deflection
of vision to hail
the election
of God-is-the-sale,
God-is-the-bill-
collector, and billet,
and bullet besides.

“Known for its cloud-based sales-management software, the company is turning its focus to selling bundles of social and mobile services and closing longer-term deals. Salesforce has said its social cloud features are leading to larger deals and are the most direct way for its enterprise customers to become "more social and mobile" to serve their own customers and employees.”
—By Steven D. Jones Of DOW JONES NEWSWIRES, Wall Street Journal



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Friday, May 11, 2012

Noeman Unsighted [Today's News Poem (Sonnet) by Khakjaan Wessington, May 11, 2012]


Noeman Unsighted [Today's News Poem (Sonnet) by Khakjaan Wessington, May 11, 2012]

Batten my heart, my one person. God! Four eyes
To see and one to blind, and one to sex.
Hammer my hands and my feet to the decks
Ascetics sail past sirens. I disguise
Cruelty, seduction: I'm engine. You're the wrench.
I've sight. You've heated pokers. I've desire,
You are the succubus—setting dicks a'fire.
I've chastened penis, child and if I quench
And rut upon your many forms and seek
A perfect union, God, you'll poison lust
And blind, but keep me live that I may pique
And rage and turn from youth to bitter rust:
And thereby master all that oozes from my form
So I, congealed inside your Godly mold, conform.




“A jury has convicted Oscar-winner Jennifer Hudson's former brother-in-law of murdering her mother, brother and seven-year-old nephew in what prosecutors' described as an act of vengeance by a jilted husband.”
—Associated Press guardian.co.uk, Friday 11 May 2012 18.25 EDT



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Friday, May 04, 2012

Realpolitik [Today's News Poem, May 4, 2012]


Realpolitik [Today's News Poem by Khakjaan Wessington, May 4, 2012]

Imaginings obscure the wretched eye;
Corrupt the preconceptions, recall, ear.
Wherever there is truth, the lies must fly.

They nest and then disrobe, thus intertwine
As opposites in opposition's tears.
They complement the Yin and Yang, combine

The equal with unequal, all and one,
Or one and if it's zero, better you
Than me: that is the rule of life my son.

Before the Great Recession, I would sometimes give public lectures in which I would talk about rising inequality, making the point that the concentration of income at the top had reached levels not seen since 1929. Often, someone in the audience would ask whether this meant that another depression was imminent.

Well, whaddya know? ”
—PAUL KRUGMAN, The New York Times, Published: May 3, 2012

And thus


begat


And the Lord said It Is Good.

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Tuesday, May 01, 2012

Maxi Kim: Genre Miner & Enemy of Literature

I get a lot of hits from http://htmlgiant.com from this thread: http://htmlgiant.com/snippet/the-triple-entendre-unicorn-of-wordplay/ and they wind up reading this piece: http://toylit.blogspot.com/2010/07/trust-ascetic-for-nothing-todays-news.html which is cool, because I like traffic. My poem is the bar and the yokels leave the farm for a drink before returning to their drudgery.

Even though I think http://htmlgiant.com is filled with freaks, sinecure chasers and all around literary fucks; I sometimes encounter a writer I enjoy there. Yesterday was not one of those days. Have you heard of this fucker Maxi Kim? I have not. The first composition I ever read from the fucker was here: http://htmlgiant.com/reviews/two-or-three-ways-to-resurrect-philip-k-dick and as you can imagine, it made me berserk. Have you ever witnessed a thoughtcrime before? You would try to interfere to stop a rape, or a murder; if you care about ideas, why do you permit thoughtcrime to be unchallenged? I know, because you don't want to be a radioactive social pariah like Wessington. Well that's fine. I am your literary Jesus and I will receive malice and lower my social standing with institutional writers in order to speak the truth to motherfuckers.

 I will not recap my argument because it was hella slick and you deserve to read my righteous anger, unedited. Here it is. Enjoy.


"Whenever I see academic types who otherwise have no interest in science fiction bring up PKD, I groan. Your review of course demonstrates no understanding at all of the hobbiest culture that was the commercial sci-fi market back in the mid 20th century. You bring up Lacan, Islam, Zizek; all this fucking shit, and completely ignore obsessive compulsion, the I Ching, determinism versus free will, and the root of it all, a fear of solipsism that serves as unifying theme in Dick's writing; in an attempt to 'legitimize' Dick to whatever degenerate and desiccated reading circles you've decided is your target audience. What rookie writing! This is not about Dick. This is about using a book review of Dick as a thin pretext to talk about your post-structuralist bullshit. Who the fuck do you think you are? Do you really think that people don't notice? Fuck you! Seriously!

You start off by milking 3 paragraphs saying that Dick was interested in God. I said that in 1 sentence and also managed to insert a snipe. You spend so much time trying to prove your judgments that your arc of reasoning is pathetically short. I think you haven't even familiarized yourself with Dick's own writings on himself. For example, in “Schizophrenia & The Book of Changes” Dick outlines that he is not motivated by what simpletons like you would consider to be 'the two logics' or really anything you might consider logic. He is obsessed with EPISTEMOLOGY! It's a totally different matter. You don't even need to read the whole damned essay, he declares it in the first paragraph: “...a newborn individual is more or less thrust out into the koinos kosmos (the shared world) immediately... a human child, at birth, still has years of a kind of semireal existence ahead of him: semireal in the sense that until he is fifteen or sixteen years old he is able to some degree to remain not thoroughly born...” The binary is not between logics, it's between dreaming and awaking! His problems are all solipsistic in origin.

You can say, “Oh, someone else did it better, I'd rather wank in PKD's direction, because I have nothing new to add” but that's a total cop out. You can summarize and pivot, but you didn't. Jameson is a fucking blowhard, and presuming that just because he was thorough that he was accurate is moronic. You decided to start on a specious premise and then went all out. I am pretty damned certain you've never even read the guy. In addition, I think it's safe to say you don't know any of his peers, who are equally 'literary,' such as Brian Aldiss, Theodore Sturgeon, Robert Silverberg, Gene Wolfe, and so forth. I have no clue why you even decided you had something worth writing on PKD. Did you just see Doctor Atomic or something? What the fuck kind of thesis is 'At the sight of this, PKD was so freaked out it changed his concept of God and reality?' It's almost like you've never read the man's writing and are trying to fill your review up with other examples of your erudition. You want this essay to be about Abrahamic religions and patriarchy and Lacan and you pretty much smear your Ivy League scented feces all over PKD's legacy. What initially induced rage in me now incites a smile. You really thought you could pull this horseshit off. I can just see you thinking “I'm going to fool them all,” because you think we're all as stupid as your college GTF or something? OMFG!

I will NOT have another academic motherfucker go and strip mine a genre she knows nothing about without challenge. My accusations are: 1) You don't really read PKD or know anything about him, 2) You don't really read any scifi, nor do you know anything about its literary champs, 3) You wanted to write some meandering bullshit and decided to tie it all together with PKD as the theme, because that was your impetus. 4) Therefore, you have committed the equivalent of academic fraud, which is why I spew such vitriol at you. You are rancid. I curse you. I spit at you from my screen. Use a different language. You're corrupting the one I love."

http://htmlgiant.com/reviews/two-or-three-ways-to-resurrect-philip-k-dick/#disqus_thread

Don't let thought criminals perpetuate their specious attempts at 'reasoning' in the literary sphere. Fight them wherever they are, or literature as you know it and love it will DIE.


 
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