Zines were in the news recently
(https://www.theguardian.com/artanddesign/2023/nov/28/zines-exhibition-brooklyn-museum-art)
What’s a zine you might ask? It’s a small print run, usually small sized, amateur magazine. Often using photocopied pages, hand stapled, and it can be very unpolished in terms of content, but ...
Zines!!!???
Ozoneocean at 12:00AM, Dec. 1, 2023Poetry Time 52: Asylum
Andreas_Helixfinger at 12:00AM, Nov. 19, 2023
See me, I’m a curled up joint of broken reflections
Save me the medicine, I’m lookin’ at you.
Hear me, I’m a howling chorus breaking drums
Save me the medicine, I’m talking to you.
Feel me, I’m sore, bare and cold feeling everything
Save me ...
Poetry Time 51: Wise Smoke
Andreas_Helixfinger at 12:00AM, Nov. 12, 2023
Inhale, the calm of a time now broken
Exhale, the balm of a sinister grave
Inhale, the song of a star awakened
Exhale, the gong of an ominous day
Inhale, the fang of a blood still aching
Exhale, the bang of a beautiful way
NaaN (Now, always and Never)
Poetry Time 50: Intervals
Andreas_Helixfinger at 12:00AM, Nov. 5, 2023
Frozen ripples cracking in the glade
Blades so fine in between
Solemn metals clashing in the field
Yields of time in between
Broken rattles gatling in the cold
Molds to mind in between
NaaN (Now, always and Never)
Poetry Time 49: Cold to Hot Shadow
Andreas_Helixfinger at 12:00AM, Oct. 29, 2023
Your heart’s beating inside the hourglass
Orbiting your soul system it comes to pass
Begging for a new season to amass
Alas, white shadows still lasts–shrinking
But the earth is now drinking and the silver shifts to brass
Your heart’s still beating in the hourglass
NaaN (Now ...
Poetry Time 48: Transmissions
Andreas_Helixfinger at 12:00AM, Oct. 22, 2023
Lights upon a fading sky.
Whipping the night to encircle the dead
Blocks are talking to your I.
Curve them a wave and encircle them red
Joys comes dancing you goodbye
A smile so wide it will encircle your head
NaaN (Now, always and Never)
Poetry Time 47: The Safe days, the sound days & the sure days
Andreas_Helixfinger at 12:00AM, Oct. 8, 2023
The safe days turned to open craters
The safe days are gone
The sound days became alarming sensors
The sound days are gone
The sure days burned to fuming cinders
The sure days are gone
And yet—the zen days laid their calming embers
The zen days still come
NaaN ...
Poetry Time 46: Beginning
Andreas_Helixfinger at 12:00AM, Oct. 1, 2023
Been circling the spread for far too long
When will we ride the wind again
Predicting the march and it’s always wrong
How will we free the flow again
Now unleashed to fill the void with song
Finally, we can begin again
NaaN (Now, always and Never)
Poetry Time 45: Underwater
Andreas_Helixfinger at 12:00AM, Sept. 17, 2023
We are wandering the bottom, or so it seems
We breath, we live, we gleam
Whatever we’ve seen. We’re waving our dry jokes goodbye
We are conjuring the bottom, or so it seems
We breath, we live, we dream
Wherever we lean. We’re waving our dry hopes ...