Stories on Myself

Nemo saltat sobrius nisi insanit

Thanks for this post. All fiction is speculative. But I admit I’ve never been a  fan of speculative or science fiction, though I am a proponent of science, and of speculation. Maybe because of its form, iambic pentameter, Turner’s Genesis is changing my mind.

 Grief, Shmief! I’m so sick of it.

Yet I’m stuck in the Ick of it

Struldbrugg

 When they came to fourscore years, which is reckoned the extremity of living in this country, they had not only all the follies and infirmities of other old men, but many more, which arose from the dreadful prospect of never dying. 

Wiki on struldruggg

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Struldbrugg

Or, as I  call it, Senemtia

https://alteritas.net/pastis/inventory/dementia/

Luggnagg

Or, as I  call it, Senemtia

The ick of it

The incomparable beauty of bossa nova

What Is the Good Life?

Chaparral Sunset

 

https://alteritas.net/pastis/inventory/deja-vu/

Canaan

https://alteritas.net/pastis/inventory/memory-the-mockingbird/

  https://alteritas.net/pastis/inventory/plane-noise/

Turn not your eyes, leaves though they be,

to dazzle or blaze. Live off not light but light

transformed, simple, eccentric, stoic in the sun.

Another creolist, Hugo Schuchart

Another resurrected piece of juvenilia   

#CompKreyoLit

https://alteritas.net/GXL/?p=2013

The executioner

https://alteritas.net/GXL/?p=1879

Stichless seam

https://alteritas.net/GXL/?p=1648Idols

Carney’s Tightrope Act in Québec

Senectus nos privat omnibus voluptatibus?

— No shit, Sherlock!

                                         But senectus, all the while

depriving  us of all voluptatibus, also offers

us up a kind of sweet distance between

the source of noise and ones own ears,

A buffer between the outside and oneself.

To play upon one image, that of an old man

Senectus by name , who slowly comes to recognize

that he is emaciated, IS emaciatING,

if not on weekly or monthly basis, nonetheless

inevitably by whatever measure of time you chose …

Think instead of it or him (the actual gender of senectus,

but I for one think that if it’s a he or a she

that we’re limited to, better would be a she)

as a sort of condiment used accessorily,

This in the series of eggs, gossamer so sheer,

Significant Scots – Mark Boyd

Pound ABC’s p 134 on Cupid and Venus

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mark_Alexander_Boyd#cite_ref-Pound134_1-0

I looked up the Pound.ref (ABCs, p. 134). I wanted to know which language he, E.P., was referring to, since the poem is in Scots.  This is sous-entendu in his wording, though the surrounding selections are in English.

Per Wiki, Mark Boyd spent much of his life in France, publishing two books of poetry in Latin while teaching in Bordeaux at the Collège de Guienne, where Montaigne had been a student. 

(I don’t know what strange atavistic impulse was driving me to say such things, though it is true that my middle name is Maclaine, and I distantly follow the affairs of the Maclaine Clan. So much for my personal spate of small-cap identitarianism.)   

17.10.2025

Rare, the coyote’s shrill bark’s become
as our presence intrudes on theirs.
Nights we suffer from our own noise,
left in peace with the howl of our cares.

https://alteritas.net/pastis/inventory/subdivision/

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Preface
Foreword
Pre-word
Fore-face

lions & tigers

tigers & lions

Storm troopers to wiki  

Publish has the same root as publicize
Self-publishing

How the solar system works
https://www.instagram.com/reel/DNirzatuZ5j/?igsh=NTc4MTIwNjQ2YQ==

The moon is warm tonight, not breeze
enough to stir the vanes of the wind mills
grouped in groves of their own out beyond
the manicured lawns and stands of palms

which ring this landscaped spa oasis

Inspired by a Nicolai Gumilev poem (Жираф)       

https://alteritas.net/pastis/giraffes-at-san-gorgonio/  

1968
Quail paella

https://alteritas.net/GXL/?p=3586

Route 60 Navajo reservation 

I don’t subscribe so can’t read it, but this did remind me of a poem I wrote in 1977. Please forgive my piggy-backing, but the coincidence was almost too much to bear: https://alteritas.net/pastis/inventory/second-vasectomy/

They snipped off my tubes
which promptly grew back.
The heart is fickle,
not gonads so much…

https://alteritas.net/pastis/inventory/second-vasectomy/

https://alteritas.net/GXL/?p=1471
A Young Man Loved a Woman

 https://alteritas.net/GXL/?p=1720
Gallowsong

First night matches
https://alteritas.net/GXL/?p=1731

+ german   

https://alteritas.net/GXL/?p=2186
Temblor

B among the consonants
https://alteritas.net/GXL/?p=2576

Still lozeau
https://alteritas.net/GXL/?p=2605    

Tokens
https://alteritas.net/GXL/?p=2635
Revising this lyric  has enabled me to stand again on that curb-side of the Boulevard St-Germain, angle Danton, renewing my futile desire for the anonymous woman who stood next to me before crossing through afternoon sunshine towards métro Odéon in late September, 1965.

What is the Good Life?
https://alteritas.net/GXL/?p=2752

Chaparral Sunset
https://alteritas.net/GXL/?p=2954

Trigger warning haiku
 https://alteritas.net/GXL/?p=3550 

Phänomenologie der Liebe – Pastis @ Bandol

https://alteritas.net/pastis/wp-content/uploads/2023/02/Drahtseilkunstler-PDF.pdf

Varnished Truth

Poetry is sometimes too much with us,
always tangling underfoot. Like kudzu
or the parachuting dandelion fluff
we superstitiously disperse with puffs,
https://alteritas.net/pastis/inventory/global-warning/ 

https://alteritas.net/pastis/chaparral-sunset-2/

Stay Dead , Natalie Shapero 

https://www.threads.com/@profjalexanderart/post/DPURkqygGXm?xmt=AQF0rGc5rmA9u3VB6Lh9keDLKvfZwzqU8XYUYnMZY1eaMQ&slof=1  

Erich Kơhler (1964. Observations historiques et sociologiques sur la poésie des troubadours, Cahiers de civilisation médiévale, 7: 27-51.

Thoma, Heinz. “POUR UNE SCIENCE HISTORICO-SOCIOLOGIQUE DE LA LITTÉRATURE: Quelques Remarques Sur l’œuvre d’Erich Köhler.” Littérature,    no. 43, 1981, pp. 100–15. JSTOR, http://www.jstor.org/stable/23801787. Accessed 3 Oct. 2025.

… class conflict between the dispossessed troubadour and the higher nobility, for whom he was  

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