Note from the Editors

 

   SEEING RED 

    ENDU(RED) ADMI(RED)
    DESI(RED) WONDE(RED)
    RUMO(RED) ADO(RED)
    ENAMO(RED) INSPI(RED)
    DISCOVE(RED) SAC(RED)
    HUNGE(RED) WONDE(RED)
    EXPLO(RED) FEATU(RED)
    AUTHO(RED) SEA(RED)
    DA(RED) UNCENSO(RED)
    SOA(RED) ADVENTU(RED)

 

 

    


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Let It Be Rendered in the Light of a Visible Energy


Let it seek its own death
Let its solitude be profoundly seductive
for power seduces
and seduction is stronger than power
bearing down the heft of Appearance
Kīrttimukha, Face of Glory, (
Xibalba)
eats first his hands and feet, then his arms and legs
then his belly, then his chest, then his neck
until, inhabiting an obscene wall,
he digests himself as part of the unity of the world
the obscenity itself burns and consumes its object
the obscenity awakens
the obscenity within a dream of the sunset land America
where it is honey
where it bears up under the mind of each war
where its smallest rage brings water
the lion’s face out burying the dead bird
the lion’s face burnt from too much sun
The lion’s face a cosmic star
that hunts by means of its own visibility
each distance implied by the gaze it takes
shot at it but missed     it was noon      it was just out of view
the light on the lion’s face was an almost thing
it is scooped out now  it  rests on a dream       its nature is nothing
there is no nature not taken      its no-nature has none
a genocide of small things
its force mouthed over a shallow trench
you are its ferocity and I am its face
the bird is bone in under a minute
the bird is bone          
the lion’s face among rejectamenta in the earth
what is torn from the body and carried back
(Xibalba)
and in its synthesis, in its ceremony
a delirium of the perfect restitution of music
bodies traversed by a gaze sucked in by a vacuum of transparency
all the energy of the dead object and its last rites
passed into the living—


Tim VanDyke grew up in Colombia, South America, until guerilla warfare forced him back to the United States.  Since then, he has worked in several insane asylums.  His first book, Topographies Drawn with a Divine Chain of Birds, was published by Lavender Ink (2011).  He also recently released a chapbook, Fugue Engine, with Cannibal Books.  His work has appeared in Fascicle, Typo, Octopus Magazine, and elsewhere.


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