Monday, June 14, 2010

Triangle? Oblong? Dodecahedron?



Balam Acab - Heavy Living Things [via] [more]

'So what are we to make of Kaká’s claim to be “in shape”? It is surely pertinent that the shape itself goes unmentioned. Triangle? Oblong? Dodecahedron? Or perhaps even mere blob? This could be the true source of Dunga’s unease. Dunga may also be wondering what happened to Crouch, of course. Three years ago, Crouch was a big threat – or was at least perceived as such by Kaka, as he was then – and now, pfft!, he is nowhere to be seen, Kaká meanwhile having clambered into, or been ingested by, an undefined “shape”. This would make any of us uneasy, so we ought not tsk tsk at Dunga for a wholly natural reaction. And we should mark well that not only is Dunga uneasy, he is bound to be uneasy. He has no choice in the matter. His uneasiness has been thrust upon him, whatever his feelings in the matter, by this claim of Kaká’s, a claim made, we take it, from within a shape, a shape of which we know little, if anything. You or I would, I’ll warrant, be uneasy.' -from Hooting Yard, a blog by Frank Key



Image is called Atomist: Jump Over by Gabriel Orozco, 1996 Mexico [more]

Thursday, June 3, 2010

'Words stolen from the family album'



'Then right in front of my very eyes she turned herself into the confusion of free verse. Rhymes were made to disappear. Meter became nothing more than exploding potholes, surprising terrorist and motorist alike. One line ran over the next onto the over. Just where that line might go was anyone’s guess. The author, even those with the best intentions, had been shot to hell. Destroyed. Done away with by decrepit Frenchmen. Old and delirious Frenchmen who were so frightened by words that they never said all of the letters in any given word. Frenchmen who lived on the Left Bank in tight apartments filled with unsaid letters. Saving up for a rainy day. Blood on the poet. No one was left to stop the line from happening.' *

Sun City Girls - Borungku Si Derita [see]

Marios Group - Borungku Si Derita [see]


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*Doug Rice, A Good CuntBoy Is Hard To Find