Author: Waby Eliott
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When…
when i began to learn to love is when i learnt to live with love and all i had was everything though all of things was not enough so off i took in search of things and things i found them everywhere and everywhere was not a place and anyone was not a face so…
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A Song about The Beast
the beast is the unknown, the shadow self, the empty underbelly of life, the unwanted emotions, the supine feminine, the fear, the monsters, the nightmares, the anxieties, the paranoid daydreams, the void, the abyss, the subconscious sickness, the buried horrors, the traumas, the tremors, the illusory world, maya, the devils, the evils, saturn devouring his…
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A Poem about The Day
Sunshine and a fresh breeze But i bend to a muddy puddle Where the mud lays silted and unmoving And the water looks calm and clean enough To drink And no rain but rain; As the puddle blooms and ripples By the lightest of raindrops And the grass still wet And the sky is blue…
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Gao Xingjiang – One Man’s Bible
gao xingjiang is abstract and misty and protective and distant, but also slowly rewarding and fulfilling. soul mountain by him is a book i read years ago and often thought about. he lived through the chinese revolution and maintained an artistic spirit under a guise of standard straightforward citizen. in this book he grudgingly goes…
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My Old Website
I’d like to say good bye to this old website design. It is original and i made it completely myself, with no idea of how to code but i did it anyway. Many of these texts feel obsolete to me now, but many more have been edited, improved and made even more beautiful here. The…
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New bookmarks page uploaded
hello, i have a page on my site that i’m excited to share. it’s a project that has been in the making for decades, and it has finally come together. i’ve been curating this list and typing up these little fragments from old peeling notebooks which have come with me over the years and over…
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New Song Uploaded: Ouse River BLues
I am sharing this upload of an old song I made when my old town, which sits in the swampy marshlands, flooded over back in the year 2000. The song is filled with little references which I found funny or interesting at the time: – “I walked on up the river where the lady poet…
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A Litany
i want to share a poem i just uploaded. it’s a poem i’ve had hanging around for years on this long taped-together fold-out. I don’t know what it means, nor what possessed me to write it, make it, to research it and to cut it up and tape it all together, but here we have…
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Wrath of God
the flow-rising river is grounding felicity below, so mark steel caps and angel crosses against losses, captain, for your strength is devoured by humidity, corroded by our loving waters… and don’t look back into my eyes, doña of the river; my gaze is colonial and fierce. my brutal eyeballs score no mercy, least not on…
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Train
Scuttling and screaming Grey sky dreaming The beggar man shuffling Down carriages for nothing Train doors chirping Beggar man hurting Organs bruised and buried by life Knife-like lurking Train tracks cold and glitter cut dirty Concrete skirting Vanishing passages Flowing souls Burning effigies Tubular cacophony A girl looking back at me Where do we go?