Long Dionysian Poems

The East Meets West Philosophy Association
had their annual 2020 conference in Rio,
when and where anything multiculturally lusty
is more likely to happen,
especially between sunset
and sunrise.

Coincidentally
and existentially
and phenomenologically
and ecologically
and ethologically
and epistemologically,
and astrologically,
and metaphorically,
it was necessarily
and sufficiently
and justly
and...

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 Translation of Eric Mottram’s A Faithful Private - 1 by T. Wignesan

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My Halloween party was in full swing. I had gone all out this year and rented an old crumbling, reputed-to-be haunted mansion for the evening's Dionysian festivities, and all the invited guests were present and...

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If you are a Zen Buddhist
a Taoist,
where past wealthy resonance
interdependently governs global developing history
with resilient future health projections,

If you are a Zeroist,
or an in-between Zoroastrian,
not asha (1) and not all druj (0) either,

You may know,
and...

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I am being born 
again 
and again 
From above
Not from the will of men 

And in these births is one aching desire
to connect with you
my sister, my bride
I'll never have another Lover
I've always had infinite...

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We each have that early spring
post-matriarchal
un-hibernating 
emerging from EarthMother moment,

An awareness memory
of late winter's pregnant demands
to cramp and thrust forward
patriarchally over-powering
in full summer's fertile august strength.

We each have this great green climate moment
of silent anticipation
bringing...

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Dominica
Gawaine Caldwater Ross

We share melons and papayas
beneath a sun benevolent.
A salty breeze, the river is cool,
and the passion flower blossoms
are fragile but rich. We stroke
their fragrance and sip intoxication -
we slip a little further and
I...

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chipping and hacking
sawing and sanding 
this is the life of a creator 
these are his sounds
a cacophony of hustle and bustle 
a primal link to the past and an eye on the future
ever striving for...

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Yesterday for my birthday,
I started off
with a bottle of wine...
I took the train
into town...
I had half a bitter
at the Cafe de Piaf
in Waterloo...
I went to work
for a couple of hours or so;
I had a pint...

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Whilst I hover here
wondering if i'll be sick
The hazy details of the nights debauchery
Become clearer with every retch, 
And nothing. 

Who took that photo with the silly face?
I really thought id be able to pace
Myself...

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Dionysian passion fills my soul 
With a stream of life, that knows no restraint, 
Your frantic current defies all control-
Awakens the devil within the saint.

Injected with life, I'm lost in your force 
As waves of...

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Limbic Liminality: 
Souls expand 
Like bones crack 
Thunder through the circuitry 
My mind 
Pine needles aflame 
Death rolling circles through life 
Some strange dimension in an eye-lash 
Killing time like a synapse 
The void folding...

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Shooting star
With a quicksilver mind, 
You deserve to go so far,
Can't someone stop you
Before you ruin your soul
With irreversible harm?
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I wish to write another song
to show my soul some dignity
which trodden was for ages long
by demons of antipathy
that all its joy 'pends not on queens
but on the mind that shapes machines
which liberate humanity
from worldly...

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