Clayton Eshleman: “A Yuan Master”

University of Michigan Museum   Rocks rounded, lozenge- contoured, coiled as if roped, dropped out of paradise’s asshole, huddling, caterpillar-lank loops, plop of a rock, thrasher-alive, fist-sure, as if shit could swell with pride * Is that spirit, or inscape’s abscess? Traces of the god whose eyes are testicles in the coiling whips of rivers?… Continue reading Clayton Eshleman: “A Yuan Master”

Clayton Eshleman: “Munch Dissolves”

Munch Dissolves Something is always congealing,   seeking group strata,   full wet skirt, Gaudi in the cornerless sense of it, Munch’s benders,   released of starch, but   of fixation, opening the locks on afterlife    death    this life pooling,   deboning the polarities, poling with Charon in blood azure “I came into the world as a sick being—in sick… Continue reading Clayton Eshleman: “Munch Dissolves”

Clayton Eshleman & A. James Arnold: Aimé Césaire Translation

Horse For Pierre Loeb My horse stumbles over skulls hopscotched in rust my horse rears in a storm of clouds which are putrefactions of shipwrecked flesh my horse neighs in the fine rain of roses and sentiments that my blood creates in the scenery of the street fairs my horse stumbles over the clumps of… Continue reading Clayton Eshleman & A. James Arnold: Aimé Césaire Translation