with a thousand moons unreflected
the Creator was fussy and didn't
allow Eve to have
a kitchen in Eden. Otherwise
the apple would have
spilled the knowledge all over
the universe
in the process of being cooked.
#poetry #poem #writing #micropoetry #micropoem #creator #Eve #knowledge #kitchen #Eden #aggadah
the Creator was fussy and didn't
allow Eve to have
a kitchen in Eden. Otherwise
the apple would have
spilled the knowledge all over
the universe
in the process of being cooked.
#poetry #poem #writing #micropoetry #micropoem #creator #Eve #knowledge #kitchen #Eden #aggadah
www.youtube.com/watch?v=5oSR...
#music #underground #books #industrial #experimental #electronic #Italy #noise #Borgesian #Dada #Futurism #Russolo
#music #underground #books #industrial #experimental #electronic #Italy #noise #Borgesian #Dada #Futurism #Russolo
we are going to listen to
outlandish tales of the stones
and dry blades of grass
about alien invasions of yesteryear.
#poetry #poem #writing #micropoetry #micropoem #freeverse #automaticwriting #aliens
we are going to listen to
outlandish tales of the stones
and dry blades of grass
about alien invasions of yesteryear.
#poetry #poem #writing #micropoetry #micropoem #freeverse #automaticwriting #aliens
#bible #knife #Jesus #language #translation #christianity
#bible #knife #Jesus #language #translation #christianity
preposterous inventions of the angels
with dirty tongues.
Smells and laughter from heavenly
kitchens become the frozen
nightmares of the mountain forests.
Every sound is only a crack
in the absence of time.
#poetry #poem #writing #micropoetry #micropoem #angels
preposterous inventions of the angels
with dirty tongues.
Smells and laughter from heavenly
kitchens become the frozen
nightmares of the mountain forests.
Every sound is only a crack
in the absence of time.
#poetry #poem #writing #micropoetry #micropoem #angels
ni el sol. Los oídos no escuchan nada,
las alas son más grandes que
el silencio, son inútiles como
la música de libélulas
en invierno.
#poesía #poema #versolibre #escribir #micropoesía #micropoema #nada #silencio #inútil
ni el sol. Los oídos no escuchan nada,
las alas son más grandes que
el silencio, son inútiles como
la música de libélulas
en invierno.
#poesía #poema #versolibre #escribir #micropoesía #micropoema #nada #silencio #inútil
#kraut #krautrock #live #music #jazz #psychedelic #thirdstream #worldmusic #bandcamp #jazzrock #arabic #Embryo
#kraut #krautrock #live #music #jazz #psychedelic #thirdstream #worldmusic #bandcamp #jazzrock #arabic #Embryo
a los cielos de frías estrellas
los pájaros duermen entre los pasos
de seres olvidados. Hojas perennes
nunca saben qué idiomas
usan al hablar con los párpados
de fantasmas.
#poesía #poema #versolibre #escribir #micropoesía #micropoema
a los cielos de frías estrellas
los pájaros duermen entre los pasos
de seres olvidados. Hojas perennes
nunca saben qué idiomas
usan al hablar con los párpados
de fantasmas.
#poesía #poema #versolibre #escribir #micropoesía #micropoema
when they bring their deities with them
onto the shores of the mountain lakes,
you can walk around and count the cracks
in the bottom of the sky day and night.
#poetry #poem #writing #micropoetry #micropoem #freeverse #automaticwriting #dogs #cats #gods #cracks
when they bring their deities with them
onto the shores of the mountain lakes,
you can walk around and count the cracks
in the bottom of the sky day and night.
#poetry #poem #writing #micropoetry #micropoem #freeverse #automaticwriting #dogs #cats #gods #cracks
como monstruos boquiabiertos
que comen las nubes y las
palabras de Dios, que dan refugio
a los ángeles somnolientos,
los edificios abandonan las ciudades
y se vuelven montones de vientos.
#poesía #poema #versolibre #escribir #micropoesía #micropoema #nada #vacío #ángeles
como monstruos boquiabiertos
que comen las nubes y las
palabras de Dios, que dan refugio
a los ángeles somnolientos,
los edificios abandonan las ciudades
y se vuelven montones de vientos.
#poesía #poema #versolibre #escribir #micropoesía #micropoema #nada #vacío #ángeles
of the sun and the moon
all the fancy servants
have gone postal,
the books keep hoarding
extraneous sentences,
and the birds are silent like
the broken windows.
#poetry #poem #writing #micropoetry #micropoem #freeverse #sun #moon
of the sun and the moon
all the fancy servants
have gone postal,
the books keep hoarding
extraneous sentences,
and the birds are silent like
the broken windows.
#poetry #poem #writing #micropoetry #micropoem #freeverse #sun #moon