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Tuesday 16 January 2018

Bridges to build / Shauna Hannibal: Dirty Word, and other poems from Hannibal

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Bridges to build, the Golden Gate about 1936 | by MichaelRyerson

Bridges to build, the Golden Gate about 1936 | colorized: photo by Michael Ryerson, 15 January 2018

Shauna Hannibal: Dirty Word, from Hannibal

The Reverse French Manicure
has the same proportion of nude
to white as the French Manicure
only the white semi-circle
is at the base of the nail
instead of the tip.
At the base where
on your natural nail
those crescent moons

lunula rise up.
The Reverse French
in effect gives you
upside-down lunula.
It’s a sneaky trick.

 
Uvula’s another word
that sounds dirty
for a part of the body
that typically is not.
What you can reach with
your uvula’s not much,
it’s too far back
at the soft palate
of your mouth.
A lot of things don’t get
to ever come into contact
with each other.
Too bad your bony cochlea
will never know the feeling
deep inside my gut.


Shauna Hannibal: Dirty Word, from Hannibal, 2017

Untitled | by Johan Jehlbo

Untitled: photo by Johan Jehibo, 6 April 2016

Untitled | by Johan Jehlbo

Untitled: photo by Johan Jehibo, 6 April 2016

Untitled | by Johan Jehlbo

Untitled: photo by Johan Jehibo, 6 April 2016

I'M SO HOT
BUT I'LL BE WAY HOTTER


Standing here worried
About everybody's emotions

Immaculate panties
Lacy with expectation

My head full of owls.



Untitled | by Vitor S. Damasio

Untitled: photo by Vitor Damasio, 25 November 2017

Untitled | by Vitor S. Damasio

Untitled: photo by Vitor Damasio, 25 November 2017

Untitled | by Vitor S. Damasio

Untitled: photo by Vitor Damasio, 25 November 2017
 
I'M SO HOT
BUT I'LL BE WAY HOTTER

WHEN I'M 47 IS WHAT I'D TELL MY YOUNGER SELF

When I find myself in an awkward position

usually it involves bad timing
though on the day
the moon broke I was there.

Every once in a while it's as easy
as waking up on fire,

my hope is an insurgent rectangle ignited
luminous particle, small spark.

Go out for tacos. Jump over the air is
brimming with pleasure and land
in the blasphemy courtyard, troubled,
talk about purgatory of stars!
Truly dork supreme
perfectly close to
another way to say
I cannot feel.

Shauna Hannibal: I'M SO HOT / BUT I'LL BE WAY HOTTER and I'M SO HOT / BUT I'LL BE WAY HOTTER / WHEN I'M 47 IS WHAT I'D TELL MY YOUNGER SELF, from Hannibal, 2017

IMG_0952s | by krysolove

_IMG0952s: photo by Ilya Shtutsa, 14 January 2018

Untitled (Rajasthan, 2017) | by buiobuione

Untitled (Rajasthan, 2017) | Rajasthan (India, novembre / dicembre 2017): photo by buiobuione, 1 January 2018

Untitled (Rajasthan, 2017) | by buiobuione

Untitled (Rajasthan, 2017) | Rajasthan (India, novembre / dicembre 2017): photo by buiobuione, 1 January 2018

Untitled (Rajasthan, 2017) | by buiobuione

Untitled (Rajasthan, 2017) | Rajasthan (India, novembre / dicembre 2017): photo by buiobuione, 1 January 2018

Untitled | by andreas katsakos
_DSC0078 | by jeanpierre.hazee

DSC0078: photo by JEAN PIERRE HAZEE, 7 April 2017

_DSC0078 | by jeanpierre.hazee

DSC0078: photo by JEAN PIERRE HAZEE, 7 April 2017

_DSC0078 | by jeanpierre.hazee

. | by Arsenic Junior

Untitled | by Instagram:rangefinderx

Untitled: photo by rangefinderx, 12 November 2017

Untitled | by Instagram:rangefinderx

Untitled: photo by rangefinderx, 12 November 2017

Untitled | by Instagram:rangefinderx

Untitled: photo by rangefinderx, 12 November 2017

instagram.com/aztlanphoto | by kafkiano

Untitled [Mexico City]: photo by kafkiano, 15 April 2017

instagram.com/aztlanphoto | by kafkiano

Untitled [Mexico City]: photo by kafkiano, 15 April 2017

instagram.com/aztlanphoto | by kafkiano

Untitled [Mexico City]: photo by kafkiano, 15 April 2017

Untitled | by Eleni.Rim

Untitled: photo by Eleni Rimantonaki, 26 December 2016

;] | by www.bawgaj.eu /Brighton now/

Brighton, UK 2017: photo by Przemek Strzelecki, 17 September 2017

2002_98523 | by Pierre Wayser

2002-98523 | Tribulations | Yangtze, Three Gorges, China 2002: photo by Pierre Wayser, sometime in 2002

Piccadilly air raid, London, 1940 | by MichaelRyerson

What is the man doing? | by elisachris

What is the man doing? [Berlin]: photo by elisachris, 17 December 2017

What is the man doing? | by elisachris
 
What is the man doing? [Berlin]: photo by elisachris, 17 December 2017

What is the man doing? | by elisachris

What is the man doing? [Berlin]: photo by elisachris, 17 December 2017 

4154 | by pkomo

 4154: photo by Petros Kotzabasis, 10 December 2017
Zanzibar 2017 | by Khalil Snaps

 Zanzibar, 2017 [Tanzania]: photo by Khalil Lamrabet, 21 November 2017

Zanzibar 2017 | by Khalil Snaps

Zanzibar 2017 | by Khalil Snaps

 Zanzibar, 2017 [Tanzania]: photo by Khalil Lamrabet, 21 November 2017

Untitled | by noppadol.maitreechit

 Untitled: photo by noppadol maitreechit, 13 January 2018

Istanbul 2017 / DSC09554 | by dirtyharrry
DSC06664 | by noppadol.maitreechit

DSC06664: photo by noppadol maitreechit, 13 January 2018

DSC06664 | by noppadol.maitreechit
 
DSC06664: photo by noppadol maitreechit, 13 January 2018
  
DSC06664 | by noppadol.maitreechit

DSC06664: photo by noppadol maitreechit, 13 January 2018

DSC04514-stavrosstam | by stavrosstam

DSC04514-stavrosstam_: photo by Stavros Stamatiou, 8 January 2018

DSC01464-stavrosstam | by stavrosstam

DSC01464-stavrosstam: photo by Stavros Stamatiou, 8 January 2018 

Dhobi khana in Kochi | by puuuuuuuuce

Dhobi khana in Kochi | by puuuuuuuuce
 

Dhobi khana in Kochi | by puuuuuuuuce

3 comments:

TC said...

A visit To Ali Farka Toure extrait avec Afel Bocoum

Shakespeare's Sister: Goodbye Cruel World (1992 version)

TC said...

Dylan: One More Cup of Coffee (live, Hammersmith Odeon, London, 4 February 1990)

TC said...

RIP Bill Deemer poet of Oregon

Time To Pen My Memoirs

I waited for a letter to arrive,
I waited for the phone to ring,
I waited for water to boil.

I saw the wood rose between gray fence posts,
I saw her asleep beside me in the morning,
I saw the moon glowing in a puddle.

I heard the blue jay’s reveille,
I heard Lew Welch read his poems,
I heard her whisper to me in the dark.

I remember it rained a lot.