Asemic Postcard 290: sent from the burning fog of war
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https://asemictarot.wordpress.com/2026/03/14/asemic-postcard-290-sent-from-the-burning-fog-of-war/
Meine Mutter - starb am 13. August 2015 unfriedlich in ihrem Zimmer im Walnut Village Assisted Living in Anaheim in Kalifornien an Lungenfibrose. Das Zimmer war am 3. Juli 2012 geboren worden. Das Village war nicht eigentlich ein Dorf. Keine Walnußbäume. Nur Schnittblumen. Der Palliativpfleger ...
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Victoria Chang (*1970): Obit, 2020, dt. von Ron Wikler in: Sinn und Form, 2026 #Prosagedicht #prosepoem #poetry #Lyrik
Foto: Titelseite "Sinn und Form"
My Mother—died unpeacefully on August 3, 2015 in her room at Walnut Village Assisted Living in Anaheim, California of pulmonary fibrosis. The room was born on July 3, 2012. The Village wasn’t really a village. No walnut trees. Just cut flowers. The hospice nurse silently slid the stethoscope on top of my mother’s lung and waited for it to inflate...
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Victoria Chang (*1970): Obit (2020) #Prosagedicht #prosepoem #poetry #Lyrik
Photo: portrait on victoriachangpoet.com
Inspiration isn’t always gentle. Sometimes it’s pressure, motion, and letting your own thoughts get loud enough to collide.
This week’s Thursday Lantern is live.
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𝑭𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝑾𝒂𝒚𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒔: "𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒖𝒕" -
A good day, he decided. A shift, a movement. He could not possibly predict now who he would become, only that watching his thumb press across that stray glop of Gillette and thus reveal a little more blue in the vanity countertop . . . .
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Asemic Map ~ The Trembling Twenties
We live in The Trembling Twenties, the second decade of the 21st century, a precarious inflection point balanced on the point of uncertainty – we carry information overload on bent, cracking, backs, while our foothold on chaos cuts concentration, and anarchy extends our frozen gaze into a chasm of confusion and fragmented commercial conceptualism – walls slippery with self-interest and propaganda.
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https://impliedspaces.wordpress.com/2026/01/18/asemic-map-the-trembling-twenties/
THE BUS STOP IN THE HOT SUMMER SUN SEEMS EMPTY AND LONELY.
THE BUS STOP IN THE HOT SUMMER SUN SEEMS EMPTY AND LONELY. Maybe it is you that is empty, not the bus stop. You check the time; the bus will not arrive for another five minutes. It is noon and the shadows are small. The bus stop sign makes a shadow that looks like a tomahawk. You grasp the tomahawk with your left hand, even though you are right handed. Reaching back, you hurl the tomahawk at an imaginary tree. It whistles through the still noon air and buries into the bark with a dull thud. Birds fly away from the tree, and one loses a feather. In the silence that follows, there is one dark feather on the ground, and while you examine it, the bus rumbles around the corner, pulling up to you at the bus stop. jobe #prosepoem
OF COURSE, I WAS NEVER MEANT TO BE A WARRIOR.
In the dream I wasn't a part of the battle, I did not fight. Instead, I attended the injured warriors, but not like a doctor, more like a priest. I held them and prayed and closed their eyes when it was over. I said the last words that they ever heard.
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Asemic ‘Pataphysics ~ A Visual Primer O/0
The vectors of irony transcribe the shadows of doubt.
Still, over the years, many light-limbo hypotheses have combined the interstellar and supernova hypotheses, resulting in a variety of phenomena, including destructive bones.
Moreover, metacognitive experiences, such as the singularity, entered the realm of irony next to a tango of affordability and uncertainty. In other words, these categories revealed an internal pathological linguistic simulation of electron polemics.
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https://asemictarot.wordpress.com/2025/11/13/asemic-pataphysics-a-visual-primer-o-0/
Of Bookish Things
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Trevor Wright Author
Waywords Studio
James Lee Jobe
