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[Here's one that came out in a little chapbook in Canada. Most of you in the US haven't seen it.]
The feng shui was glistening.
(This helps me to avoid the air of polemic.)
I am like you
At ten.
Might that be your swimming?
Medically, in a division game
(“Squid” revealed to be floating cheese)
A low-res boyfriend
(He talked about them like they were hotrods)
Two
In a decade
Who could scan the headlines, but who could say
Who’d laugh.
Go rent a video on it.
“Capture”
The track ball.
You are gorgeous
In information silence.
We are in a “wracked” dominion.
(I trust
The slow writer.)
“Green tortoise-shell glasses” is not an adequate response.
“Islamabad” is not an adequate response.
So that I could have a switch
In blue motion.
Visitors: a talcum blonde, Jihad versus
McWorld
(To relate to the anecdote:
It is just struggling to find a form
To our kids.)
So I motion:
The Pentagon, symbol of our erotic hope.
How much are we really paying attention to ourselves?
In quiet times, like these
Censored apparitions
(Our fog there)
I’m hurt like Rocky
(Time to replace something
In 1939). Is it my gallant?
In 1939.
There she is doing that Munch thing again.
Sad, anemic eyes
Coming to take the piss out of you.
“Spontaneous creation”
Their own sort
Of sound poetry.
(You wasting you time.)
Anyone who has ear glasses
Amid Third World Revolution
Renewals.
His famous Mom.
(These weren’t opposites somewhere.)
Mary had a jab.
Like hell you didn’t know.
IwyuriuCu ‘0 oiu woiuC uaf wX oide l’Tu
Ewyuwau rdnn Cutud.u oide
Lwuyb nuo yu euu
DX t’aLo ln’h rdoi ou
EdTa’ne
‘
Sdob ‘af ‘nouC oiu yue’Tu do twao’dauec
When does the world open up and become true?
This functioning as a numchuck
Pug pouring filth
(Ping chocolate)
Rendezvous of course.
Maine: I heard it myself, now thinking this.
Pedantic.
Showering with all his glee
(“Last call for the Devonshire armpit!”)
On the grounds of
Tables.
Repopulated Paris
(“They won’t understand this.”)
Catholic dances.
Paris, henceforth, will want to be repopulated.
Versus the hurricane.
A wasted effort you have said nothing.
Jack Nicholson
Relaxes
In disco tempo
Thursday morning
Begins to create live sets.
From the ego-sphinx, Matrix-like, you jump.
Hanging.
All the computers whisper: acqui, acqui.
They didn’t hand out
Spinach.
(I’m going to remind them.)
Twelve easy precipices
Going out
Cold solids (we’re stuck with his company
Now).
(Talk whizzes by like hands
Pushing the computer.)
I fresh toothen up bucky balls graffiti on “lunge.”
– The Blue Upset.
– Upset in Blue.
– A deep and fascinating
Distrust
Section in Synthetic Scots.
And after that: the shopping.
One doesn’t “sense” a personality
A dial of Genet’s girls
The adult.
Conic section avant-gardists
How many people
Live life at
Glibbest
(You said that
Benny Hill.) Just the same
Field of glory. Thighs of the apple tree.
Ritual
Natural expressions.
Wildcarpets. (Novel or criticism
Same thing.)
Beneath the razor.
Beneath your hands.
69
Twenty seconds later:
Isolated mountain
Singing fits
A noticeable humor in the climate
Off the roof
In which your loves circulate
Greek.
Everything is useful!
Against this genius!
I met her at the United Artists Theater on Broadway
People with nice teeth being perfectly superficial
In “patois”
To save money.
Posted by Brian Stefans at January 17, 2003 12:51 AMi've seen it, and i am happy to see it again. this is one of my very fave poems of yours.
Posted by: carol mirakove at January 17, 2003 10:56 AMHi Brian -- interested in your tug-of-war with glibness and superficiality here. Like Bruce's "gestalt me out" but not as co-opted by purity into a self-defining Alamo Oxy-clean. Rah!
Posted by: The English Channel at January 23, 2003 01:40 PMLet's take a moment to reexamine that. What we've done here is create two variables. The first variable is in the Heap, and we're storing data in it. That's the obvious one. But the second variable is a pointer to the first one, and it exists on the Stack. This variable is the one that's really called favoriteNumber, and it's the one we're working with. It is important to remember that there are now two parts to our simple variable, one of which exists in each world. This kind of division is common is C, but omnipresent in Cocoa. When you start making objects, Cocoa makes them all in the Heap because the Stack isn't big enough to hold them. In Cocoa, you deal with objects through pointers everywhere and are actually forbidden from dealing with them directly.
Posted by: Cadwallader at January 18, 2004 10:14 PMA variable leads a simple life, full of activity but quite short (measured in nanoseconds, usually). It all begins when the program finds a variable declaration, and a variable is born into the world of the executing program. There are two possible places where the variable might live, but we will venture into that a little later.
Posted by: Basil at January 18, 2004 10:14 PMWe can see an example of this in our code we've written so far. In each function's block, we declare variables that hold our data. When each function ends, the variables within are disposed of, and the space they were using is given back to the computer to use. The variables live in the blocks of conditionals and loops we write, but they don't cascade into functions we call, because those aren't sub-blocks, but different sections of code entirely. Every variable we've written has a well-defined lifetime of one function.
Posted by: Cecily at January 18, 2004 10:14 PMThe Stack is just what it sounds like: a tower of things that starts at the bottom and builds upward as it goes. In our case, the things in the stack are called "Stack Frames" or just "frames". We start with one stack frame at the very bottom, and we build up from there.
Posted by: Cecily at January 18, 2004 10:14 PMBut some variables are immortal. These variables are declared outside of blocks, outside of functions. Since they don't have a block to exist in they are called global variables (as opposed to local variables), because they exist in all blocks, everywhere, and they never go out of scope. Although powerful, these kinds of variables are generally frowned upon because they encourage bad program design.
Posted by: Hugh at January 18, 2004 10:15 PM