Yes we can

At the outermost limits of language, where it swirls into eddying vortices of nonsense, anything can happen. Climates can change. Seas can rise. Meaning can melt. What, then, is worth saying? What utterance is worth its weight in warm air? Today I watched yet another documentary about global warming. Save the plant, was its urgent,…… Continue reading Yes we can

Why say anything? How best say nothing? That, there, is the art of it, the rub of it, the rub-a-dub-dub of it. My language is exhausted. Over with. Beyond what is. This bleeding out. A steady drip-drip of doubt. Via a laugh and a joke. Convulsing with hope. Glacial love melts my heart. Infernal eras…… Continue reading