Sunday 27 July 2014

13 ways of looking at a pipeline

Among 20 snowy mountains,
The only moving thing
Was the crude of the pipeline.

I was of 3 minds,
Like a port
In which there are 3 pipelines.

The pipeline pulsed under autumn winds.
It was a small part of the pantomime.

A people and a river
Are one.
A people and a river and a pipeline
Are one.

I do not know which to prefer,
The beauty of predictions
Or the beauty of denials,
The pipeline spilling
Or just after.

Experts filled the long hearings
With barbaric greed.
The shadow of the pipeline
Crossed them, to and fro.
The mood
Traced in the shadow
An indecipherable cause.

O good chiefs of Yinka Dene,
Why do you imagine unceded Aboriginal Title & Rights?
Do you not see how the pipeline
Walks around the feet
Of the people about you?

I know noble accents
And lucid, inescapable rhythms;
But I know, too,
That the pipeline is involved
In what I know.

When the pipeline fell below the fold,
It marked the edge
Of one of many circles.

At the sight of pipelines
Spilling in a green land,
Even the bawds of capital
Would cry out sharply.

He sailed over Hecate Strait
In a glass boat.
Once, a fear pierced him,
In that he mistook
The shadow of his value at risk
For a pipeline.

The river is moving.
The pipeline must be spilling.

It was evening all afternoon.
It was snowing
And it was going to snow.
The pipeline ran
Beneath the cedar-limbs.

(3 links to different contexts)

Monday 20 January 2014

Learning from history or the future conventional expressions of a great leap forward

"Dear common" I want to say Alice & is this thought
homage no thought is theft again.
To those who came before
revolution. To those who are still to come
revolution. But now in my house
a warm room & reasonable perhaps
income is this collective affect? Yes or no.
When once we could buy low & sell high.
You see from a profits point of view
it's not a depressed economy at all.
In my garden a thousand flowers grow.

It's not mere chance that this goes on listen
vague discomfort under toxic well-being
or inarticulate rage anaesthetized by sweetness
or the simulated visibility of the comment stream
when power is all local, mobile or high speed concern
across the duration spectrum & no site of capital
but maybe this machine still kills fascists.
Designed in California, assembled in China. 6.54. Yeah.

Dear common all the room is full & debts settle like fog or refuge
what is shared but fences sure & do what you love what do you love.
Though the protest dispersed dividends are up
after a foundational year for growth want
plan & well positioned information containing certain
forward words project anticipate expect estimate forecast
& similar conventional expressions –
In the spring of nations, springtime of the people the masses
working class objectives tended to fall
with those of the middle
such as shoemakers printers & tailors & hand-loom workers

sales associates crossing guards analysts carpenters barbers brokers hardware store franchise owners executive assistants dance instructors lighting directors lawyers taxi drivers intern checkout engineers streetcar conductors factory soldiers in Afghanistan or Mali call centres & parish priests jihadi or composers or mayors or layabouts or Stephen or Sarah or Ahmed or Teju or Tamara or Hiroko or Jorge or Lisa or Nelson or Lang-ho or Marijuka or Left Chiral Light Returning to the clearcut


1848 the future

Thursday 2 January 2014

The idea that this was a private system

Oh Alice this is endless becoming knowing being willing
all missing and numbers mount.
I won't recite them. We will stand together in addressing this threat to our prosperity so
I said there are forests in the fourfold root of the principle of sufficient
property is theft, thought
is theft, debt is violence swimming upstream, the dark headwaters it takes.
Where does this leave us?

I think empty. In the black and white tangle fractal
trembling upon the edge of not caring
public parks, or on the pages of
the pixels of, and numbers again.
They are our lever, our eyes still.
There is no forgetting even on the edge
there are so many edges.
But error mounts. Moves.

Leaves fall. Looking out on the park
is greyer than it is flannel. Forest again artifice.
Alice I remember orange accidents
because there are always accidents
and no patient need or capability to explain
take decisive action and use all available tools.
Monetizing links is just the first step in using clickstream data.
This favors the appearance of specific patterns of class relations.

Do we take responsibility? And prevent their failure?
The numbers do not. Revealed to be an illusion
our knowing consciousness is divisible solely into subject and object.
Ok. Alice we have lies and anonymous
mathematics, systemically important content providers
secondary markets for securitized assets.
Intermittencies of capital. Memory. Revolution or

Time Warner, one of the largest media companies in the world, is paid
a fee with the sale of each mask, as it owns the rights to the image.

Alice the way you turned back from the grey
window into unqualified economy and reflections
of flat modernist masterpices doing what it takes
the day we met there by accident reconsiderd
surprise that settled slowly leaving us roots and branches
Alice with no safe returns but this has been said and has happened