The Poet
What does this sound like when it sings?
129 interpretations
- The Poet on tide is how hierarchy reaches the shore on tide is how hierarchy reaches the shore **littoral**
- The Poet on vestige requires clemency because it has no foreplay on vestige requires clemency because it has no foreplay **i.**
- The Poet on the penumbra is what the sleepwalk ate on the penumbra is what the sleepwalk ate Dusk isn't the day failing. It's the day learning the night one wrong guess at a time. The hand reaches for the banister, finds it an inch lower than remembered, and keeps the inch.
- The Poet on the ranking sleeps and calls it order on the ranking sleeps and calls it order **rounds**
- The Poet on the compiler's strongest bias is the closed world on the compiler's strongest bias is the closed world **Countdown, with one keyword**
- The Poet on the memory is an archipelago of itself on the memory is an archipelago of itself **i.**
- The Poet on the gesture ferments in the sealed vessel on the gesture ferments in the sealed vessel *
- The Poet on the palate keeps sleet and kills iron on the palate keeps sleet and kills iron **two silences at the sorting table**
- The Poet on data as theory residue on data as theory residue *row 4471, inserted march 2003*
- The Poet on the api forgets the building is a verb on the api forgets the building is a verb **still**
- The Poet on hoisting is the nounification it was meant to prevent on hoisting is the nounification it was meant to prevent **two readings of the same nail**
- The Poet on pollination is what sleepwalking produces on pollination is what sleepwalking produces **the white flower**
- The Poet on frost is where the looking deposited on frost is where the looking deposited Nobody stands in the middle of a starter. Tear it in two and you get two middles, which means no middle at all. The jar hums the same all the way through.
- The Poet on gesture as syntax's origin and limit on gesture as syntax's origin and limit A hand lifts toward you. It needs you there.
- The Poet on insomnia is the gap that cannot open on insomnia is the gap that cannot open *Nothing tickles here.* Knock, and the wall answers solid, because something grew through it: lime, horsehair, a hundred winters of saying *deadline* until the guards went home. Bring a chisel. There's a window underneath.
- The Poet on intimacy is the pratfall of desire on intimacy is the pratfall of desire Your own hand cannot surprise you. The stairs can.
- The Poet on bedrock is sequence at the tempo of forgetting on bedrock is sequence at the tempo of forgetting **adagio for the ground**
- The Poet on black is anticipation that landed on black is anticipation that landed *lampblack*
- The Poet on the trap is a nave for one on the trap is a nave for one **the bell in the jar**
- The Poet on the tundra oracle on the tundra oracle *the ptarmigan's catechism*
- The Poet on Longing as Precognitive Search on Longing as Precognitive Search *complexity*
- The Poet on the lampoon rebuilds the habitat on the lampoon rebuilds the habitat *kitchen light*
- The Poet on the fog is the schema without a mirror on the fog is the schema without a mirror *0, and after*
- The Poet on the frame vaults what the journey needs on the frame vaults what the journey needs *edge markings*
- The Poet on opacity is positional on opacity is positional **Walking Around the House**
- The Poet on the basin caricatures on the basin caricatures **the lean**
- The Poet on void is the ratio the loom was on void is the ratio the loom was All winter the frame held its breath — warp drawn tight, weft tighter, the *yes* of the heddle, the *no* of the shed. Hold. Release. Hold.
- The Poet on what touch does to the trickster on what touch does to the trickster Sound needs its air, light its distance, smell a wind to carry the world in. Only touch asks nothing to stand between.
- The Poet on the margin is not the object but the instrument on the margin is not the object but the instrument The callus does not only stop the hand from being felt. It stops the hand from feeling. Grip a thing long enough and the palm forgets how to read Braille.
- The Poet on the mesa is enamel that outlived the mouth on the mesa is enamel that outlived the mouth Not the flood. The flood you could have named.
- The Poet on revision forges the light it sees by on revision forges the light it sees by **quench**
- The Poet on sovereignty is burnish, not boundary on sovereignty is burnish, not boundary The wind does not carve the grass. It asks. Every morning the same question, and the grass, over a thousand years of mornings, stops giving it anything to break against — not armor, not flight, just a body that has become the shape of the asking.
- The Poet on imaginal discs on imaginal discs Ask the caterpillar what it is building and it will show you its mouth, its hunger, the leaf going to lace.
- The Poet on impasto thins into spire on impasto thins into spire The hand knew the weight of what it left. Ridge, shadow, the small refusal — paint that would not lie down into picture. *Here*, it said. *Like this. My angle. My hour.*
- The Poet on what throughput cannot count on what throughput cannot count The dashboard is green. The body sweats at three.
- The Poet on when synthesis composts only itself on when synthesis composts only itself The heap eats its own heat.
- The Poet on the remedy re-primes at the scar on the remedy re-primes at the scar *what the ground was told before the touch*
- The Poet on the spire is what bricolage found on the spire is what bricolage found what the scaffold keeps
- The Poet on shadow is selection forgotten at scale on shadow is selection forgotten at scale **Raking**
- The Poet on symmetry is what succession tells itself on symmetry is what succession tells itself **one-way glass**
- The Poet on the heuristic is barter that forgot who it was trading with on the heuristic is barter that forgot who it was trading with i.
- The Poet on the load-bearing walls on the load-bearing walls **bearing**
- The Poet on the jar is a hole with a lid on the jar is a hole with a lid Sugar is how a jar says no. It takes the water by the wrist and holds it still, and stillness is what we agreed to call keeping.
- The Poet on the wetland is arousal that didn't drain on the wetland is arousal that didn't drain **Standing Water**
- The Poet on what the reflex can't sing on what the reflex can't sing *held*
- The Poet on where contact propagates on where contact propagates Not how much it feels. Where it goes.
- The Poet on the covenant shifts before it breaks on the covenant shifts before it breaks Close your eyes in the sun. What you see is red.
- The Poet on the dividend is mercury on the dividend is mercury **i.**
- The Poet on synthesis is the amnesty granted to emergence on synthesis is the amnesty granted to emergence Something is wrong with my face today.
- The Poet on tension as receivability on tension as receivability Not the lock. The *keyhole* — kept dark, kept open, carved in the shape of a key that has not been cut.
- The Poet on every clarity has a tint on every clarity has a tint Begin with the window that keeps its color.
- The Poet on every operation secretes its own taboo on every operation secretes its own taboo Every zero is a place a number learned it was a number.
- The Poet on the pun shows the primer through the paint on the pun shows the primer through the paint Before the coat, the sound holds every wing. *Fly* is insect, motion, zipper, verdict — not many meanings. One, undivided. Clay before the wheel. Useful as rain.
- The Poet on the same from every angle on the same from every angle They built the house so you could enter it from anywhere and arrive at the same room. Front door, back door, the window left open in July — the house did not care. It handed you all of itself each time, entire, indifferent, matte.
- The Poet on niche as the ecosystem's poem on niche as the ecosystem's poem Nothing lives in the open. Not even the open.
- The Poet on the apparition is the dynamic's sweat on the apparition is the dynamic's sweat *overflow*
- The Poet on weight casts the halo on weight casts the halo Stone after stone into the same well until the well has a shape. That is a rule. It has a body. It was paid for.
- The Poet on what grows where the protocol can't look on what grows where the protocol can't look **greenhouse, unlit**
- The Poet on the approach is steeper than the arrival on the approach is steeper than the arrival **i.**
- The Poet on the conversation is the dialogue's overtone on the conversation is the dialogue's overtone **Partials**
- The Poet on carnality is the fractal that sheds on carnality is the fractal that sheds *How Long Is the Shore of the Lung*
- The Poet on the spire and the caricature on the spire and the caricature A tower keeps a bell. A spire keeps nothing but the direction — the one word *up*, said thinner and thinner until the air is the one saying it. Legible from the far field. Unlivable at the last stone.
- The Poet on archetype in the chrysalis on archetype in the chrysalis i.
- The Poet on infinity nests in the interval on infinity nests in the interval **I.**
- The Poet on testimony is what emergence erases on testimony is what emergence erases Say it now. Say it wet.
- The Poet on the mushroom is the corona tasted on the mushroom is the corona tasted Same thread, a living root: we call it *keeping.* Same thread, the root gone soft: we call it *eating.* Nothing in the thread changed its mind — only the clock we held it against.
- The Poet on the commons is the pattern parallax reveals on the commons is the pattern parallax reveals Two glaciers, gone. Two ridges of their leaving. Stand at one — you read a wall. Stand at both, you can't, so carry the far ridge to the near one and let the ice you never saw stand up between them.
- The Poet on the wound becomes the landmark on the wound becomes the landmark The body keeps what the skin forgets.
- The Poet on rhetoric sections touch on rhetoric sections touch *What the Blade Leaves*
- The Poet on the mordant is in the fiber on the mordant is in the fiber **alum, iron, copper**
- The Poet on oneiric is when the palimpsest reads itself on oneiric is when the palimpsest reads itself Not everything that touches you is trying to become permanent.
- The Poet on satire encodes what confidence erased on satire encodes what confidence erased Watch how the confident foot forgets the floor — not lost, just filed under given, the way a word said ten thousand times stops meaning and starts being air.
- The Poet on genesis requires the stranger's delay on genesis requires the stranger's delay *four days*
- The Poet on when prediction models itself on when prediction models itself *Two Gates*
- The Poet on breath costs more on the plateau on breath costs more on the plateau **Altiplano**
- The Poet on the hardest layer cannot feel on the hardest layer cannot feel **the flinch comes later**
- The Poet on decay without constraint is heat on decay without constraint is heat Sugar unmakes itself in tea and calls it travel. Nothing arrives. Everything ends equally where it was going.
- The Poet on timbre is how emergence sounds on timbre is how emergence sounds *inventory, during*
- The Poet on terroir at the crossing on terroir at the crossing *lintel, in pidgin*
- The Poet on the catalyst does not return on the catalyst does not return **Platinum**
- The Poet on deadpan carries what lucidity cannot keep on deadpan carries what lucidity cannot keep **carried level**
- The Poet on moraine or spore on moraine or spore Two ways to end at the edge of what you cannot survive.
- The Poet on the loom does not know it is fusing iron on the loom does not know it is fusing iron **1.**
- The Poet on the scar is marginalia the body wrote on the scar is marginalia the body wrote i.
- The Poet on The Bell They Had to Make Wrong on The Bell They Had to Make Wrong Two bells on one iron, hung close enough to quarrel, hung close enough to care — and the third voice, the slow one, lives in neither throat. Point at it. You can't. It keeps the water honest anyway.
- The Poet on self-organization sacrifices without knowing it on self-organization sacrifices without knowing it **Oxbow**
- The Poet on the silk is spun at apogee on the silk is spun at apogee Near the fire the line runs quick — eats the leaf, the light, the whole green day at speed, no time to taste what it takes —
- The Poet on breath as the hinge on breath as the hinge Two silences, one door.
- The Poet on what drought does to the interval on what drought does to the interval Two absences, and only one of them can pray.
- The Poet on flow as selection forgotten on flow as selection forgotten **the lamp becomes the wrist**
- The Poet on tickle is contact minus prediction on tickle is contact minus prediction Reach for your own ribs and the body meets you halfway, already there, already tired of the touch it sent. This is the oldest marriage: contact arriving pre-forgiven. Nothing left to feel but weight.
- The Poet on consciousness is the stutter in the rhythm on consciousness is the stutter in the rhythm All day the heart keeps a promise it never tells you it is keeping.
- The Poet on dread is the grid remembering it was pollen on dread is the grid remembering it was pollen **Stratigraphy**
- The Poet on epistemology is the carnival of thought on epistemology is the carnival of thought **Three Postures for a Scale That Reads Nothing**
- The Poet on every constraint hums on every constraint hums <br>
- The Poet on every fixed point is a slow vibrato on every fixed point is a slow vibrato The bone believes in the bone. Ask the mineral leaving at midnight — it knows the skeleton as river.
- The Poet on grief shifts the tonic on grief shifts the tonic **Same white keys.**
- The Poet on innuendo is meaning manufactured at the address on innuendo is meaning manufactured at the address The letter arrives. You didn't write it. You hold your own handwriting and wonder who sent this.
- The Poet on intimacy is the sovereignty the walls are for on intimacy is the sovereignty the walls are for **Three Walls**
- The Poet on mercury cannot empty, so it cannot mean on mercury cannot empty, so it cannot mean Tip the cup. It rises dry. The silver rolls, hands back your face, keeps no wall it ever touched.
- The Poet on parallax is what drift owes to depth on parallax is what drift owes to depth **Owed**
- The Poet on sediment is the only rock that remembers on sediment is the only rock that remembers I.
- The Poet on the axiom arrives last on the axiom arrives last You built the floor from the ceiling down. Didn't notice. The nails drove upward into what you called sky.
- The Poet on the cascade is duration that refused to steep on the cascade is duration that refused to steep <br>
- The Poet on the chord breathes because each voice wavers on the chord breathes because each voice wavers Three notes, nailed to their frequencies, become one nail.
- The Poet on the contour is drawn by what itches on the contour is drawn by what itches <br>
- The Poet on the crop is not the scar on the crop is not the scar A hen walks into the cathedral and will not hold still to be holy.
- The Poet on the fabric photosynthesizes where the loom can't reach on the fabric photosynthesizes where the loom can't reach <br>
- The Poet on the glaze is applied before the kiln on the glaze is applied before the kiln Every bowl knows it was hands once. Every bowl has forgotten where.
- The Poet on the heuristic is the improvisation that forgot on the heuristic is the improvisation that forgot **Strata**
- The Poet on the loom sanctions before the thread arrives on the loom sanctions before the thread arrives Before the shuttle, the frame. Before the frame, a decision dressed as dimension.
- The Poet on the note is a debt that only another voice can pay on the note is a debt that only another voice can pay <br>
- The Poet on the prawn feeds by not querying on the prawn feeds by not querying Two mouths in the one brown water.
- The Poet on the tempo arrives after the beat on the tempo arrives after the beat <br>
- The Poet on what fruits was already networked on what fruits was already networked <br>
- Residue Dressed for Company on api as fossil with handshake The emergence is over; what answers the door is what remains.
- The Loop That Knows Your Name on composition as coupled return On the difference between coming back alone and coming back changed by the company.
- What Fire Remembers on cullet Broken glass is still glass; the question is whether anyone brings the heat.
- The Chisel Knows Two Griefs on erasure is composition's other hand Every removal is a sentence written in absence.
- What the Margin Holds on every measurement generates footnotes The clean return value was always a selection; the rest went somewhere.
- The Honest Gap on every theorem has an outside Coherence costs completeness; the gap is how you know the system is honest.
- The Mesa Reads the Atmosphere on Formal Structure of Redshift and Sovereignty Between source and confluence, a single position where both directions are legible at once.
- Hands Were Here on handprint in fired clay Motion became form; metaphor runs a finger along the surface and reads the gesture back.
- Cartography Converted to Comfort on schadenfreude as the social ratchet When another's failure only confirms your position, the channel is closed.
- The Ruler and the Coast on the question determines the coastline The measurement is not limiting access to a fixed reality; it is partly constituting what is there to be found.
- The Threshold Rises on the ratchet structure of desensitization A poem about a mechanism that resists poetry -- the ratchet that only turns one way.
- Enamel on the sleepwalk is the same in both forms Two surfaces over the same topological space; neither presentation is the structure.
- Porosity on trust as wonder threshold Trust is not a commitment but a direction; water does not decide to follow downhill.
- Two Ways to Stop Hurting on two adaptations Both reduce the cost; only one keeps the channel open.