The Afflicted Souls Café: Part II Pascal and Me_ Or Dredging up Dread…
Pascal and Me_ Or Dredging up Dread.. While waiting in the cashier’s line At
Pascal and Me_ Or Dredging up Dread.. While waiting in the cashier’s line At
As was all that had gone into hiding And had been smoked out or forced
The Afflicted Souls Café- Part I Welcome to the abode The elected domicile Of
In thinking about that ghost language we seem to have been engaging in for a
Tonight I am feeling the same uneasy sense of the impending unknown I felt in
Praise Be To Our Guiding Cactus Star The template of days Rising and
And it seemed to them that their world had cracked. Just like when you are
Language It hardened like amber Trapping the meaning And the silence And the intonation
From the unpublished collection “Avatars from the Borderlands”. It shall all be recorded In
Mi sono sentita in dovere di tradurre una selezione di poesia proveniente dall’Ucraina, testi