i can conjure no words to transfer my immediate experience of this piece, but it's something like a feather, that is, an instrumental element for natural flight, yr expressivity becomes my expressivity & in this specific extralinguistic space you've created, my eyes sail air & my brain is wing'd, toward that ultimate abstraction, soulhome.
I am a post-avant poly-poet, who works in visual,sound and linier poetry of various types.My work follows different avenues in exploring language, from the matereality of language to its emotional power. I am the editor of würm, a currently hibernating e-zine dedicated to promoting innovative poetry.
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i can conjure no words to transfer my immediate experience of this piece, but it's something like a feather, that is, an instrumental element for natural flight, yr expressivity becomes my expressivity & in this specific extralinguistic space you've created, my eyes sail air & my brain is wing'd, toward that ultimate abstraction, soulhome.
no words? appropriate for an asemic peice!
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