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Robert Gibbons: Poetry & Truth

Poetry & Truth
Those mean texts worthy to traverse through tough sledding. I said to her, when
she spared enough Time to walk the Eastern Shore, to ungrapple herself long
enough from her own course, the graphs & texts, as we looked over & saw the
young punks sprawled out on the grass, smoking, lonely, wanting knowledge
knowing so little, that they [...]

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Robert Gibbons: Senses Rising Upward

Senses Rising Upward

Upward flies our sense; thus it is a parable of
our body, a parable of elevation. – Nietzsche

Yellow-shafted flicker darts across my line of vision from thorn tree to cliff ledge
animating crown of rock face. Cold February day sighting a bird not seen in
years. Possibly resorting to those indigestible red berries starlings, mockingbirds,
& even [...]

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Robert Gibbons: Paris Without End

Paris Without End, the Novel

Some call this shadow I’m Brailing walls in Paris down rue Jacob night, having
satisfied both cultural & sexual curiosity, within visual pulse of the neon deus ex
machinas, reptilian instincts keen to the jazz dizzying dervishing whirlwind Id.
Again, limestone weight of Time coupled with glass desublimation of the [...]

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Midweek Diary Rescue: Literary Edition

Without really knowing why, my reading these days consists primarily of philosophy-as-literature instead of straight-up fiction. Thinking about this it sounds kind of stupid, since all literature can in some sense be deemed philosophy. But still, Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance, which I have been sneaking off to read every chance I’ve gotten [...]

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Midweek Diary Rescue: Literary Edition

This week, due to time constraints and other nuisances, I have chosen to highlight Bent Sørensen’s excellent three part series on the Beat Generation, specifically, Beat ‘Others.’ It’s an interesting angle on an interesting movement; the role of women and colored people. In the course we had at U. of Copenhagen on American Literature and [...]

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Midweek Diary Rescue: Literary Edition

I am writing this after 8 hours of standing up and doing nothing, followed by 45 minutes of thrashing around on the squash court, getting humiliated by a curly Italian 3 years younger than me. So my nerves and reflexes are understandably shaken. What I need now is a beer and a book, and tonight [...]

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Midweek Diary Rescue: Literary Edition

“In the immemorial style of young men under pressure, they decided to lie down for a while and waste time.”

Michael Chabon
The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier & Clay
Pardon the absence, but Portugal and Italy and I apparently did not equal any kind of efficiency. Back to the real world and hopefully an interesting season ahead of [...]

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Robert Gibbons: Bastille Day in America

Bastille Day in America
Swung toward work enclosures today as I ironed my linen shirt, a shirt one
doesn’t wear to work, say, leather factory with its massive dyeing wheels & dryer
belts, or soon enough fish with its saws could cut a man’s arm up to here; then
meat, where the difference in temperature between what lands in [...]

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Haunting Tesla

Have you noticed toady’s Google search image paying homage to the techno-counter-cultural icon Nikola Tesla? Today is his birthday (thanks canuck for the reminder). Timothy Ely’s inspired work above beautifully narrates Tesla’s haunting legend and continued mystique electrically interwoven into techno lore. Airtight Games homage  to Tesla (and insertion of his character into the gameplay’s [...]

Robert Gibbons: My Friends & I

My Friends & I
It was a regal dove I caught sight of on the limb of a small oak, huge in the
throat, calling his mate in his monogamous mourning, but causing a ruckus
among the other birds fluttering around trying to mimic his masterful intonation.
Ledge stones chimed in, & the Cape Brindisi, docked across the way, [...]

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