Submissions by absinthe
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
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The Plumber and the Engineer (from "The Mechanical Cock")
In the twilight of mental male
there is plumbing of great complexity
- It grinds to a halt -
- repairs are D.I.Y. -
but the pipes are the finest
the Christofle of silver
In the dusk of the male sex
there is appliance of great interest
- It sputters electric -
- revived by D.I.Y. -
but its cogs are the finest
the Baccarat of crystals
In the midnight of high female
- she prefers the native silver -
She admires the roughest crystals
- with virtuous circumspect -
- and upon the break of dawn -
She is...
there is plumbing of great complexity
- It grinds to a halt -
- repairs are D.I.Y. -
but the pipes are the finest
the Christofle of silver
In the dusk of the male sex
there is appliance of great interest
- It sputters electric -
- revived by D.I.Y. -
but its cogs are the finest
the Baccarat of crystals
In the midnight of high female
- she prefers the native silver -
She admires the roughest crystals
- with virtuous circumspect -
- and upon the break of dawn -
She is...
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The Selfie is Symbol of Phallus (From "The Mechanical Cock")
(Alright, enough of the sad poems!)
In the cyberspace of selective images
- man presents a limited assortment -
As the assembly line of a new porsche
- or the rare parts of an old cessna -
The selection is a careful issue
- as the editor's office at midnight -
The selfie is symbol of phallus
- as representational system in congress -
The male bares the arms or chest
- to announce the snap election -
Woman has right of suffrage
- she elects with precision of caliper -
The procedure is by secret ballot
- no...
In the cyberspace of selective images
- man presents a limited assortment -
As the assembly line of a new porsche
- or the rare parts of an old cessna -
The selection is a careful issue
- as the editor's office at midnight -
The selfie is symbol of phallus
- as representational system in congress -
The male bares the arms or chest
- to announce the snap election -
Woman has right of suffrage
- she elects with precision of caliper -
The procedure is by secret ballot
- no...
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The Golden Calf (from "The Island")
There was talk in the market that morning
of the bombing of Manila
and so I collected the rice and tomatoes
swiftly, and passed by the church
with a prayer, a quick touch of my fingers
to the Santo Rosario and to my lips
the church will be full tomorrow
when they begin to count
the bodies of the dead
I crossed the road and by the sea
found the little shop where they sold trinkets
and postcards and photographs
such novelty that thoroughly enchanted me
and there still were the photographs
that they sold for women like me
the first was...
of the bombing of Manila
and so I collected the rice and tomatoes
swiftly, and passed by the church
with a prayer, a quick touch of my fingers
to the Santo Rosario and to my lips
the church will be full tomorrow
when they begin to count
the bodies of the dead
I crossed the road and by the sea
found the little shop where they sold trinkets
and postcards and photographs
such novelty that thoroughly enchanted me
and there still were the photographs
that they sold for women like me
the first was...
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The Nautilus (from "The Island")
Yes I remember
it was sometime in the deepest
and the darkest of my days
the weary light by his shadow
that gently, so gently fell upon me
had I not searched
would he have found
had I not given
would he never have sent
for the sea, to me
and the sky, between us
hidden in the chamber
of a fragile nautilus
in the chamber
a faint light
a signal !
... it sits now
by the window
gathering the dust of dawn
in a place where I have been
where I must, ultimately
return
as my heart heals ...
it was sometime in the deepest
and the darkest of my days
the weary light by his shadow
that gently, so gently fell upon me
had I not searched
would he have found
had I not given
would he never have sent
for the sea, to me
and the sky, between us
hidden in the chamber
of a fragile nautilus
in the chamber
a faint light
a signal !
... it sits now
by the window
gathering the dust of dawn
in a place where I have been
where I must, ultimately
return
as my heart heals ...
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The Red Sangha (from "The Island")
He was a monk in Yangon
near the Insein prison
he tended the geese that
chased us down the road
he liked to stand at
the gates of the pagoda
smoking a cigarette
tattoos on his left arm
he joined the Saffron Revolution
where he was killed
I saw his bloodless body, heard
the echo of gunfire
the rattle of beads on
the pavement
the voice of the General, but
these days
I divorce my husband and
abandon my children
I forget
my aged father
I let my friends
take me
to...
near the Insein prison
he tended the geese that
chased us down the road
he liked to stand at
the gates of the pagoda
smoking a cigarette
tattoos on his left arm
he joined the Saffron Revolution
where he was killed
I saw his bloodless body, heard
the echo of gunfire
the rattle of beads on
the pavement
the voice of the General, but
these days
I divorce my husband and
abandon my children
I forget
my aged father
I let my friends
take me
to...
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The Island
the window view to despair
was the view across the water
from Kowloon to Hong Kong Island
on a humid evening
as if the Colony
still wore her crown
and I never knew what to say
of the sight of an island
bedecked with the thousand lights
of stolen jewels
if you sat with me that evening
and dispelled from memory
the ghastly sight of
those mountains of steel
in the day
oh I would have leapt in my heart
the touch of your fingers
of the luminous light that all
the wealth and industry of man
pollutes with
the skies...
was the view across the water
from Kowloon to Hong Kong Island
on a humid evening
as if the Colony
still wore her crown
and I never knew what to say
of the sight of an island
bedecked with the thousand lights
of stolen jewels
if you sat with me that evening
and dispelled from memory
the ghastly sight of
those mountains of steel
in the day
oh I would have leapt in my heart
the touch of your fingers
of the luminous light that all
the wealth and industry of man
pollutes with
the skies...
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Sex, Technology and the Insensible Prototype (From "McLuhan's Skull in Tercets")
The electronic age has also given us tools by which sex could be visualized
in a variety of ways that make sense to us, where the binaries of existence
in the virtual and physical world put new media and sex together
This naturally rendered information visualization tools and the other new
media technologies involved as bridges between phallus and pudenda;
where our navigation in virtual space is rooted in a universal sexual stream
"Sex and Technology: A Contest of Truths" argues that the strict separation
between sex and technology is...
in a variety of ways that make sense to us, where the binaries of existence
in the virtual and physical world put new media and sex together
This naturally rendered information visualization tools and the other new
media technologies involved as bridges between phallus and pudenda;
where our navigation in virtual space is rooted in a universal sexual stream
"Sex and Technology: A Contest of Truths" argues that the strict separation
between sex and technology is...
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Man is Notation Cartesian Product (From "The Mechanical Cock")
The exchange of loving messages
- they are sent from point A to Z -
The excitation of the male mind
- imaginated by lowercase of woman -
Woman snugly imaginates
- the phallus and its softest ornaments -
Phallus is delicate cedilla in space
- its essence floats in the ether -
The fluid swims the wires of electric cartography
- it profuses -
The machine hums and scents of soldering paste
- exhudes the heat -
The typographic beauty of male
- the characters of electric light -
The Latin letter with diaeresis
-...
- they are sent from point A to Z -
The excitation of the male mind
- imaginated by lowercase of woman -
Woman snugly imaginates
- the phallus and its softest ornaments -
Phallus is delicate cedilla in space
- its essence floats in the ether -
The fluid swims the wires of electric cartography
- it profuses -
The machine hums and scents of soldering paste
- exhudes the heat -
The typographic beauty of male
- the characters of electric light -
The Latin letter with diaeresis
-...
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The Mechanical Cock
Woman admires the male carriage
- when the phallus is at rest -
- After a furious horseplay -
when the mechanism of cock retires
The magic of its contrivance
- is known only to the cock tamer -
Woman admires the male mind
- she requires to know its capacity -
- Her pudenda is a conflagration -
the male mind attached to phallus
The mind of the mechanical cock
- is known only to the cock maker -
In the prime of her lustful life
- woman admires the aged phallus -
It bears the brilliant veinations
- on the armor of a dragonfly...
- when the phallus is at rest -
- After a furious horseplay -
when the mechanism of cock retires
The magic of its contrivance
- is known only to the cock tamer -
Woman admires the male mind
- she requires to know its capacity -
- Her pudenda is a conflagration -
the male mind attached to phallus
The mind of the mechanical cock
- is known only to the cock maker -
In the prime of her lustful life
- woman admires the aged phallus -
It bears the brilliant veinations
- on the armor of a dragonfly...
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Computational Diagnosis and Divination (From "McLuhan's Skull in Tercets")
Sex is a very complex and rigorous method of diagnosis taking
one year to study and over 10 years to master; it is very precise
comprising a computation method that can predict pregnancy
Sexual computation can also predict a person's lifespan, predict
the number of days a person with a terminal illness will live,
the overall health of a person and the condition of individual organs
It can also detect the presence of spirit possessions, and it is
important to note with reference to practice, that sex is actually
not only diagnostic but also...
one year to study and over 10 years to master; it is very precise
comprising a computation method that can predict pregnancy
Sexual computation can also predict a person's lifespan, predict
the number of days a person with a terminal illness will live,
the overall health of a person and the condition of individual organs
It can also detect the presence of spirit possessions, and it is
important to note with reference to practice, that sex is actually
not only diagnostic but also...
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An Ecological Manual of Sex (From "McLuhan's Skull in Tercets")
In sex, the element of environmental time (or space-time) is very important;
at night, the phallus is weaker because the influence of the moon is stronger
this is very much like the effect of the moon on the tide of the sea
In the daytime, solar energy is stronger and thus the phallus is powerful;
at dawn, the sun-moon influences are in a dynamic state of equilibrium,
and therefore dawn is considered the best time for sex
There is also a close relationship between the phallus and the seasons:
the seasonal conditions of the changing pressure in...
at night, the phallus is weaker because the influence of the moon is stronger
this is very much like the effect of the moon on the tide of the sea
In the daytime, solar energy is stronger and thus the phallus is powerful;
at dawn, the sun-moon influences are in a dynamic state of equilibrium,
and therefore dawn is considered the best time for sex
There is also a close relationship between the phallus and the seasons:
the seasonal conditions of the changing pressure in...
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Waiting for Sunset (10, on second thought...)
Now I am about to finish the final draft of a book of poetry. She said she kept hearing voices. At least physically. Spiritually I am still muddled. Yet I find the strength to cheer away little irritations that come my way. Such irritations come from typically cruel persons. They are on the internet. My tumors are all behaving themselves too.
We have an unusual relationship. We do not argue about money or relations. Like the ringing in my ears. Our 'disputes' are often such things as: Isn't a belief in rationality completely irrational? What's the difference between a mandala and a...
We have an unusual relationship. We do not argue about money or relations. Like the ringing in my ears. Our 'disputes' are often such things as: Isn't a belief in rationality completely irrational? What's the difference between a mandala and a...
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