Within These Latter Days

(a poem committed against purity, precision, perfection) (a sequence of 100+ poems, following stochastically governed sequences of widely varied forms/constraints/recipes, with various repetitions of vocabulary, and varying openness to external language events) (a poem by Peter Philpott)

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Wednesday, 26 February 2014

52. It Is Easy & Familiar Until the Wave Arrives

Fig. 3: The Poets' Situation Within This Place

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Saturday, 15 February 2014

42. title

Fig. 2

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Wednesday, 12 February 2014

38. Prima Materia: the Opening of the Work The First Conjunction Rubedo

Fig 1: no word to explain it

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      • postscript
      • 100+8. This Didn’t Ought to Be Like This; But It I...
      • 100+7. How Many Words?
      • 100+6. Inward Flourishes
      • 100+5. To Experiment w/ an Ever More Limited Lexis...
      • 100+4. Just Thinking, Everything Stripped out in F...
      • 100+3. Feelings & Words Now, Spilt Milk
      • 100+2. Dimenticare – Oh, Oh!; or, At Good advice t...
      • 100+1. Every Day, the Last Day, Whilst Gently Boun...
      • 100. Noi, i puerili, gli infalsifabili
      • 99. A Falsified Description
      • 98. To Write About a Poet (for the Last Time, Maybe)
      • 97. Unwritten Recipes; or, Moral Praxis and Its Fa...
      • 96. A Recipe for a Smoked Haddock Risotto
      • 95. Some Verbal Events Within These Borderlands
      • 94. Play and Labour in This Despite
      • 93. Park and Ride from Mid-November
      • 92. All This Silver Montage (373 Things)
      • 91. Play You at the Objects, Maybe; or, Most of th...
      • 90. Meet You at the Obelisk, Then?
      • 89. Beware the Cave: An Opera
      • 88. Adjustments to Be Made
      • 87. Circumstances Here Childish, But Improving Daily
      • 86. Yes? Yes?
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