SNAILCROW: Poems, Prose, Pomegranates

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snailcrow — Tue, 19 Aug 2008 14:12:06 +0000

Somehow they got disabled weeks or maybe even months ago. Not sure how it happened. Very sorry all! I miss your words!

-CW

Lick My Legs - PJ Harvey Video

Crow — Tue, 19 Aug 2008 13:43:55 +0000

There is nothing that is not given here,
in spit and vicious breath,
the cup of a heart entirely
emptied, then
dropped:

I like how her mouth dips, half-ventriloquistedly, on one side.

For Now

snailcrow — Mon, 04 Aug 2008 01:39:00 +0000

I’m sleepy. So I’m going away for awhile.

Thanks for all the support.

I don’t know when I’ll post again.

Take Care,
Chris

Hieroglyphs: Ponytail at The Knitting Factory, New York, Tuesday July 22nd

Crow — Fri, 25 Jul 2008 17:42:37 +0000

I saw Ponytail at the Knitting Factory on Tuesday. On the way home, I walked into the N/R Canal train station, and saw:

I watched these hieroglyphs, let their untranslatable code broadcast to me, tattoo my brain, ignoring the impulse to make it all mean. They impacted me, in a way I can’t articulate, those blue wriggles, shapes, lines; their motion, design. I stood there a long time, happy.

It was much like what I had just seen onstage at the Knit: Ponytail’s Molly Siegel reveling in pure throated sound — no discernible words, just grinning yowl. Relieving me of the need for mouthed sound to mean, to be locked in language. The band’s restless tumult lodging in a wild knot inside me, unraveling throughout my torso in warm ribbons.

Seeing Ponytail live tosses the reins of reason out of your hands, suspends thought, replaces it with inarticulate joy.

I stood in the pit & let sound & shout dapple me, like I was a giant window collecting thousands of multicolored leaves, asking not to be washed, becoming such wild autumn.

Crow’s Captions: Shibukawa Gunma Manhole Poem

snailcrow — Tue, 15 Jul 2008 04:14:46 +0000

Untitled - Pen and Ink

Snail — Tue, 15 Jul 2008 02:38:55 +0000

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