North

North—north— the wind like a wolf-whistle, white and whistling, north—north— the night of the north flares like a blue-black banner of frost. O cold…

Sep 14 • 

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July 2025

In memoriam: Shelley

2014.09.18-2025.07.02

Jul 2 • 

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4

May 2025

Bolzano

A prose poem

May 6 • 

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Pan

I. In the high pampas, where the dust rides the horse’s flanks like flame,

May 6 • 

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April 2025

Suburban Hell

O you demons of the emerald lie, you petrochemical priests of the lawn, you keepers of suburban Hell — I raise my voice, not in prayer, but in fire. You…

Apr 24 • 

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Pagan Pensées

The gods do not dwell in the heavens, nor in the shrines erected by men, nor in the formless wastes of abstraction—they live in the sap of the trees, in…

Apr 3 • 

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March 2025

The Sermon of Mount Analogue from the Gospel of Lawrence

He stood upon the slopes of the mountain, the sun a molten pulse behind him, great and golden, a throbbing fire that knew no mechanism, no dull iron…

Mar 26 • 

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Anti-Machine Aphorisms

The Machine is the end of the blood’s pilgrimage. Man, in his folly, has forged his own tomb from iron and called it progress.

Mar 25 • 

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January 2025

The Machine Will Never Triumph

An Addendum

Jan 12 • 

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September 2024

Čovječija Ribica

Beneath the world of men—of suns and seasons, Down where time lies coiled in dark corridors, In the deep womb of the earth, where waters Wind like…

Sep 30, 2024 • 

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Man the Butcher

True story about a man and a dog, set in verse

Sep 28, 2024 • 

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The Iron Dominion

A vast and cold dominion rises where once the earth breathed free, An empire forged of iron, indifferent as the void, Spreading its blackened shadow…

Sep 19, 2024 • 

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