The prompt was a seminar on hermeneutics. USyd, May 2020.
Author Archives: Julie McElhone
Unintended poems VIII-I
Unintended poem VIII
I were fighting for my own syntax . for the thrill of printing of . being . printed . a tru trans.lation built.feelings.feelings.feelings in the end . was . reversed .
Unintended poem VII
Work around the things that stop you from doing — a performing class in the soundings out of who who who who — what is the editing part and what is the speakproper part — who R U
Unintended poem VI
The hard part is a trick . Sneaky / typing on a page . A page. A Page. A PaGe. A PaGE. A PAGE. a pagE. a paGE. a PaGE . . .
Unintended poem V
don’t waste your time / time must not be wasted . accordite! Sub mission. an under. mission . for a book . terms of the endowment / port folio .
Unintended poem IV
Writing to be read . Any comments . About. publish. ing. 3 reasons for printing. It’s a numbers game .
Unintended poem III
I was shy . Sitting at the back . A tag line . With big eyes .
Unintended poem II
That idea
That one
That perfect one
That big idea
You know the one
The one that is perfect
That is an accumulation of other ideas
And so succinct as to be a pin a pinnacle . mannacle .
That one. Where it begins . The one you think is finished. The one you gift to—gift to . Who would travail this idea with you . who understands . who is of the same mind . impossible.
Unintended poem I
Concoct | octo | Cocteau | pus | sy | id.
A warm up. fancy. negligently so. inventing scandal. I fancy.
I want your dreams. Mine are nothing to writ home about. I dream a’toic.
Night poem: A flat base | bed | cross-legged | greedy calls to arms | and the manmen? |
The arcti pops . You see i— | re view, a re view, a new view |
Arch pops, and counting | I see no reason to explain
My quivers keeping me warm | I’m cold, you see | there you have it
Dilly bag, blue. On a chair in my room. Slouching weary. Hard yakka, being a bag.
What’sin your bag? wear some thing hiding: in body parts.
That’s what you want: something more than text, more than text-bones.
AScENT O
Twitter throws up : it’s up to us. To switch systems :
He says in his weekly devotion > god has called us [not i]
To do something in these last days < He doesn’t say wht.
I guess god likes riddles too. Then a gif of a redhead crying
Into a bucket of ice cream. Then Annie (not having changed her
Name) texts out from exodus : idolatry is a huge sham :
That runs the world system. The messiah convicts us [not i]
Producing a massive, visible shift in us [not i]—not that I can see.
Samsung next : Creativity and productivity. Anytime, anywhere :
I’ll leave that there. Relevant for certain exchanges within
Power to get wealth. Here is your answer democratically ran [stet]
States paid y elite globalist to spread wicked. The lord will avenge.
Love u. Then girls in red bikinis. God sowed his beauty. Weekly
Devotional says getting off @Reuters working with turkey fake
Whole exposing real made by the scholars soaking up all this money
Long as they let me make it overweight and my neck thick too
Learn survival skills WAKE.UP.PEOPLE o time /an evil cabal\ =pathogen
On the one hand on the other you assent to the Bill
don’t trip
TEXT TAKEN FROM ONLINE CONTENT NOV 2019
States
are expected to deter yet deteriorate
in a dust dump and folk are seeing red unpack
and almost but not quite intricately knotted
in the morning without the Sun—the Sun I capitalise
because it is there and knowable for all time through
time on skin blushing, pinking and peeling
playing on the dark lady who is just like that Sun
curbed by urbanities snowballing even as heat peaks.
(a radio am i) XXVIII
at the research centre with a grasp
he published secrets
in a book (whoever
reads them) external
factors play no role
prepare for assault
border remain
closed offensive
people are trapped
to fight a fire
one man went
back inside died
students take on
an online test and um . .
and um . . maybe they
meet us halfway
thank you for joining us
(a radio am i) XXVII
a wooden spoon as opposed to maybe like yourself trusssed
in victory quite like hope in that it is wielded like a wand
one invisible dollar weakens and you should be worried
that you are arrested this way when half baked knowing
a lobby in the form of a mean manipulator bugs the state
into the next big thing initially lolling in greed
so register your backyard and count all the birds that you spot
units like us will at some point reach full term joining
the twenty-seven club in the west in a flap doing busy
doing waste being it | we you i | unhappy dealing out
recommendations and lodged in frustrated forms co-generating
from heat to steam then light for light’s sake when sometimes
some time we need the night to unload a couple of barrels
of toxic sludge at heart the slurry of allegiance
IMAGE:
Cotton, Olive. (1963). Radio telescope. http://nla.gov.au/nla.obj-136347168
(a radio am i) XXVI
i really want to know what’s at the bottom
who will be checking after the news
as algorithms crash in a critical condition
an AI correction territory causes
a world first hard drift right
fines issued will be a colossus of sound and colour
to drivers on the phone in the journey for the long hall
a system a refund
a rollout overridden
a rollover lovely to have you
legally parked matter
of force coming to town
death is a risk of course
i’m here anyway and that’s the main thing