it’s funny because you can imagine it emblazoned on the wall of some instagram mommy vlogger entrepreneur's beach cabin YET, in light of the above, there’s a bit of a “sad clown” quality to how this innocuous language is appropriated in the larger context of the poem. it’s a serious question phrased in the most facile, naive way possible.why can't we be happy
all the time?
over the past year or so i’ve developed a kind of superstitious aversion to it, culminating in one particularly unsettling dream a while back. to me gray connotes an inability to do or feel anything, being slowly abandoned by everyone who can, and all of life's excitement and possibility shrinking out of sight in the rearview mirror. it creeps up on you if you’re complacent. basically, it's this. it’s not the worst thing in the world but once you’ve been fully enveloped by it you’re at the mercy of forces that are worse... "centipedes look for a way in, orange legs in terrible synchronization". the way the word is appears several times here struck me as eerily consistent with that personal association. so much so that i wonder if i skimmed through “scrapheap” ages ago and unconsciously retained some of it.the way the color gray gets invoked a few times throughout resonated with me a lot
flappy wrists when running
buttress
He is an Advertising Executive.
cupola.
He is staring at you in a
Disconcerting Manner.
embarrassingly i immediately thought of Pepe. i think in context it works better to just imagine a normal frog.maladroit frog
over the past year or so i’ve developed a kind of superstitious aversion to it, culminating in one particularly unsettling dream a while back. to me gray connotes an inability to do or feel anything, being slowly abandoned by everyone who can, and all of life's excitement and possibility shrinking out of sight in the rearview mirror. it creeps up on you if you’re complacent. basically, it's this. it’s not the worst thing in the world but once you’ve been fully enveloped by it you’re at the mercy of forces that are worse... "centipedes look for a way in, orange legs in terrible synchronization". the way the word is appears several times here struck me as eerily consistent with that personal association. so much so that i wonder if i skimmed through “scrapheap” ages ago and unconsciously retained some of it.
It's also why the opposite of grey is green.
Spirit sallies into grey nexus.
Ghosts hold forth their begging bowls. Particulate matter in the throat. Damp. Neither salvation nor retribution visit here. BRAIN FRENZY. pewter. The soft decisions of a spider's feet. Gossamer and grey lace. The grey tide of grey dust. This, is another forgetting.
"I said, I said, I want to be my best self all the time""Wikipedia entry is your gateway to
this knowledge, sip the nectar and speak only sweetness
hummingbird, tilt the flower-cup, drink.
mucoid river in its trough/oily rainbows/dolphins,
seals/why can't we be happy
all the time?"
too late suspended already won. can't wait to see what excuse you eventually come up with. my grandma died, my rat ate my computer, etc.@linebaugh at this very moment you are probably sitting within a 30 foot radius of this book. say something clever about it NOW.
I have said to myself that I will fix my attention upon those things that
have most meaning for me. All that seems to me to contradict or threaten
those things I will do my best to modify or to defeat, and whatever I see
that favours and agrees with those things I will support and do my best
to strengthen. In consequence, I shall certainly be guilty of injustice, the
heraclitean ‘injustice of the opposites.’ But how can we evade our destiny of
being ‘an opposite,’ except by becoming some grey mixture, that is in reality
just nothing at all?
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In the Last resort there's "Cheer up, what's the worst that could happen?"…
so this line you mentioned stood out to me too (well, in my personal ranking it’d probably come at like 202nd but that’s just a testament to how many great moments there are here):
it’s funny because you can imagine it emblazoned on the wall of some instagram mommy vlogger entrepreneur's beach cabin YET, in light of the above, there’s a bit of a “sad clown” quality to how this innocuous language is appropriated in the larger context of the poem. it’s a serious question phrased in the most facile, naive way possible.