The transition
to when it is
from wanted to be
is just that: never stilled
there is no port, no exit gate
no hallway ended onto a sofa home
gentle soft furry teddy bear like arrival: none
there is much convincing
petting, and sensualizing
pep, hype, and bravado
noise then is a musky mist
edging the breathtaking vista
at the edge of a cliff
or engulfing the entrance
onto a path, into a journey
into a metaphor of must demyst
into that soothing to trance
into life
in and to
—aninasuri’24
Not each interruption of movement
is a willful act onto trajectory or orbit
while with each willful act
comes an altering of movement
as an eruption of consciousness
unaware of every consequence
of the interruption caused by the act
and yet is dizziness a material affect?
is dizziness that sensation of movement
moments following desisting swirl of twist
in fiber, liquid and gas:
in muscle, ear and lung dizziness waving,
radiating intensifying attenuating
through linearized enveloping of whirling:
take a circle and spin a sinusoidal cycle fading
to peak, sustain, release
and slowly decay
Ah, if you may,
be that spinning child
twirling on this summer’s day.
—animasuri’24
The rain, the wind, the sun, the light
if words not evoking precipitated distancing,
radiating erosions of boundaries
not if by a consciousness tempered
and yet by evocation condensing
walls of awareness embraced dissolving
I recall I can choose to let them cascade
let them trickle let them demand let them cloud, let them form judgements as forecasts
resulting in photosynthesis
of iterations of the same umbilicals
to shelter, shelter, a shelter: umbra
or let those I label, those I narrate
be out there be in here
be part of be joining: engulfing be coming
trickling storms transmit twinkles
dropping reflections, joints of air ‘n’ soil
knees of pain as calls to kneel and press on
I weather in wee wind rings of rain
together training shadows and rays of Sun
bathing a son from shadowy corners into reign
I inhabit:
I open positive space
I am heathen
—animasuri’24
In deed we do
undoubtably undoubtedly
indubitably: it is what was done
in dubiousness, a subdued tautology
an act kept dark, its whisper muffled
any accompaniment of talk: muted
transparency is demanded of intelligence
not of anything else:
so act, don’t think
of signals related, if process debated across
media, time, space:
information as dark matter
distracting attention to light, by light
by glitter, by color, by bling, by might
cushioning back alley dealings: egos only
corridor connections
and bathroom warnings
suggesting: wash off guilt
redistribution of gains constraining chains
to access, to cognition related, to thought automated
presumed delegated: pure self
act managed, while managing acts
mixed into the toxic toner
of the peaceful printing press: tacit mess
We have agency, no nonsense
look here, go there, do that:
we have
we have: our zippers up.
—animasuri’24
Because because is such a quaint word
by reason of interest being
but a table cloth
for dinners with friends at philosophy circles
Hence book fixations in price and binding
tickle nostrils of leather, stitching,
green cloth and paper glue
training trusted upon by memories draining
There lies a book of laughter on mid-summer
as one’s waking is an other’s night’s dream of Walcott
and poetic note taking
of said non-seasons and the likes
gently hearing that chain-link fence
as a museum ornament around the gathering
of being on the fence, fencing off advances,
fancy a drink in polite company
Circles drain
the likes of seasoned polite company
into frantically composed collecting
points of common interest, just because
just by reason books are fixed until mended.
—animasuri’24Triggers
Dr.WSA. (2024, June 21). fyi because you seemed to be … online: email. And, thank you.
M.C. (2024, June 21). The price isn’t right. Fixing books’ prices, Michael Rosen’s illustrators, J. R. Ackerley’s prize. Online: Times Literary Supplement (TLS). https://www.the-tls.co.uk/regular-features/nb/the-price-isnt-right/
They laid on the soiled grass,
stultified, neglected
as stunted models abstracted
as an extension tooled for convention
leaking redness for intoxicating puppies
across lowlands and in others’ theater of war
their maker of machines feeds bodies
to pose, to possess,
to position, to point
triggering outside the trenches
tending to tensions
in the minds of others
they laid on the grass
perverted in narratives
of misplaced loyalties to the greed
of the leather-seated voyeur
playing off-table top
life-sized mappings of life as 1:1 off’d games
life is small in their minds
their mind practices as meaningful,
their day-to-day actions blasted as grand
that others undertake;
these do not consist of,
and rather appropriate:
doing, talking, thinking,
feeling, loving, blinking
belonging delegated.
bodies, minds, emotions
social relations: draped and laid
on soiled grass to be
enlightened reified.
–animasuri’24
Some Triggers
Latour, B. (2005). Reassembling the social: An introduction to actor-network-theory. Oxford University Press. page 76
Wenger. E. (1998:56). Communities of Practice: Learning, Meaning, and Identity. Cambridge, UK: Cambridge University Press.
Dark matter:
as manifestation
of otherness
in infinite iteration
on sameness
we can not grasp
it matters:
that tangible intangible
fictionalized as horror
and a clownesque nightmare
of transience
in an immaterial world
distracted by the minuscule
we can see
we can touch
we can measure
we can much
aided by crepuscule
of the civilized
here, now, you, me
even in its darkest hour
matters most
—animasuri’24a trigger
Jones, M. (2013). Untangling Sociomateriality. Ch 9. IN: Carlile, P. R., et al.(eds).(2013). How Matter Matters: Objects, Artifacts, and Materiality in Organization Studies Online: Oxford Academic. https://doi.org/10.1093/acprof:oso/9780199671533.003.0009
Scorned by the Ciceros of the day
neophiles here posit a square
novi moves novels and navels swim free
one might assume curvatures but no,
none obvious juxtapositions
none such will be sensualised
doctrine, dogma, deus ex machina
in accordance with the powers of syntax
meter and what not other: square
what is avant-garde but the phalanx
prodding power cracking
the ribs crossless to bare
dude, its but stringing of words
upsetting the mighty who entered a read
self-indulgent allusions to movements:
be square
—animasuri’24
beaten drums
beaten competition
beaten child
out of future
beaten models
beaten builds
beaten students
down the street
beaten brainpower
beaten bees
beaten path
swept aside
“and be a simple
kinda man
be somethin’
you love n understand”
b’tween your beats
simply b’tween d’ drops
learn ‘bout somethin’ you
you don’t understand
b’tween your beats
simply b’tween d’ drops
repeat somethin’ you
you don’t understand
—animasuri’24