festoon |
i languish atthe filthy cruxbetween face-value earthand herhidden under-sister.i could wrench tissue out,from my heart,my seeing eyes. a mass construed of dying reds, dying charcoal pieces,more dead t...
Posted by on Thu, 14 Jun 2007 00:40:00 GMT |
Elizabeth Waugh // Newsletter |
Family and friends:I am happy to announce the publication of my 5th book, fluxine history.The book, more approximately categorized a fine art piece, consists of photography and prose. It was self-publ...
Posted by on Wed, 02 May 2007 14:10:00 GMT |
city beautiful; ash |
In Los Angeles, the Santa Anas spur fires, and with fires come ash, remnants of matter that came and departed. Flitting bits of gray of a delicate nature derived from terrible combustion - fill the ho...
Posted by on Tue, 28 Mar 2006 20:14:00 GMT |
New selections |
Sameness of flesh
wintertime she comes,
still matching flesh of what
i wrought her from, years ago screaming,
she tastes of paper
and
whispers through walls
of candle-lit homes
in morn...
Posted by on Mon, 07 Nov 2005 00:02:00 GMT |
Insurrection |
smash
black and then blue
yawning
into emptiness
installation of oblivion
permafrost
ice me down baby
ice me up
away
smoothness running
down marble
colored thighs in the morning
can...
Posted by on Thu, 17 Mar 2005 11:58:00 GMT |
Magnificence |
I know searing
convulsions
of the chest cracking open
The passion of coming apart
I know silver
smooth
as the blood emerging
As well as
the curve of lips
painted red
I am the mag...
Posted by on Wed, 09 Mar 2005 00:54:00 GMT |
Ubiquity |
Drip drops of ubiquity
Flooding the back of my mind
Taste me
Genuine
Laughing at the notion
That craft and prose
Did not form you
Rather
Springtime rainstorms
Hewed you
Made you whol...
Posted by on Thu, 03 Mar 2005 08:23:00 GMT |
Holiday (from EWW// The Authorized Collection) |
Obsolescent doubts and
a gratitude which comes
emanating from the holiday lights
Strung over boulevards
The year wanes and while
fasting on uncertainty
towards love lust and going abroad
...
Posted by on Mon, 06 Dec 2004 00:24:00 GMT |
This fecundity, this screaming absolution |
Over copious ground, passing through cities and splendor, while the world sweeps onward. Trying to grasp hold of flitting ideologies, constructed in the backs of rooms, in darkened places with the gro...
Posted by on Wed, 27 Oct 2004 19:05:00 GMT |
Subterfuge of blue |
World at presentThrough a fisheye lensThe emotional subterfugeIn the midst of forming a memoirOf scrapped together momentsMassed dreams and books I wroteSo that I can let it all leave meStraining to l...
Posted by on Tue, 12 Oct 2004 01:05:00 GMT |
