#English #Feminists #Modernism #Women
I am the centre Of a circle of pain Exceeding its boundaries in every… The business of the bland sun Has no affair with me
The present implies presence thus unauthorized by the present these letters are left authorless— have lost all origin
Curie of the laboratory of vocabulary she crushed the tonnage
Face of the skies preside over our wonder. Fluorescent truant of heaven
IN pressing the material to derive its essence, matter becomes deformed. AND form hurtling against itself is thrown beyond the synopsis of vision. THE straight line and the circle are t...
The toy become the aesthetic archetype As if some patient peasant God had rubbed and rubbed
Spawn of Fantasies Silting the appraisable Pig Cupid his rosy snout Rooting erotic garbage “Once upon a time”
Cyclones of ecstatic dust and ashes whirl crusaders from hallucinatory citadels
a lyric elixir of death embalms the spindle spirits of your hour g… on moon spun nights sets
Midnight empties the street Of all but us Three I am undecided which way back To the left a boy
The human cylinders Revolving in the enervating dusk That wraps each closer in the myst… Of singularity Among the litter of a sunless afte…
The Normal Monster sings in the Green Sahara The voice and offal of the image of God make Celtic noises
This misalliance follows the custom for female children To adhere to maternal practices While the atheist father presides…
Spawn of Fantasies Silting the appraisable Pig Cupid his rosy snout Rooting erotic garbage ‘Once upon a time’
We might have coupled In the bed-ridden monopoly of a mo… Or broken flesh with one another At the profane communion table Where wine is spilled on promiscuo…