ditch,

the poetry that matters

James Victor Yeary

James Victor Yeary was born in Vancouver, BC, and reared outside Boise, Idaho. He studied anthropology and sculpture at the University of Idaho. Yeary performs regularly as Jimmy Victory, in Portland, OR, where he is editor of the literary review Cloudrag. His book "Goliath Was My Friend," is forthcoming from Earwater Press, and "Apyos: 10-1" is forthcoming from Mom Windmill.

Apyos: The Middle Decades

 

Not like a narrative line

but a two-dmnsnl cone,

folded around itself to make

a third

 

I cld think of   16.  as an origami of portraiture

 

or a return to a geography of personality

17.

Take the Kesey bus further

 

The funny folds of the mountain

       16. A face

               Hands:faces folded

 

A-SURFACE         16. Think of the fold

,of dimension

a s s u r f a c e

 

   A JEAN         17. What do you think

                        of th side

                        of yr face

     A GLASS        17.              a pair 

    and countenance

 

      A SCISSOR

I pulled that in     16.   And pulled it off

in “A Poem against         mind you

chapters”                           in 83843

 

                     17. the mountain

                       as the history

                          of folding

 

Sure,                16.  Sketches of  

posing                      classmates

 

Your family were     17.  Your father

  always killing            killed his

   each other                brother

 

But your brother

killed his father    17.  But his brother

                          won’t kill his               

                             brother

 

                     17.                You come

                           from a proud

                              family

 

Classmates           16. incorporated

    and                    sure,

Container                   they bind

Corporation          

           

 

                     17. ties and

                         sure they

                         hold them

 

                     16. Is it one or is it         

                               both

                 GS: “Will you dream for me”

                   I asked the question 4 U

 

                    

                     17. did they really

                          kill one another

                          for bread for

                   16. pastries,

                         pleasanties

                  

                   16. for maps for

                       names on maps

 

                   17. the countenance

                       cracks

                       and falls down

                       the mountain

                  

                  16/17.  without touching

                           it includes

                           it

                           it pretzels

 

                   16. a poem of purpose

                        and proposing

                       of folding things in

 

                   17. of surface and

                       of sky

                       of folding things in

                       of family

 

                   16. a projector’s flipped

                          image

                    saying “I am age”

 

                   16. is it (Z’s)

                         Bottom

                        the Bottom of image

 

                 17/16. At the bottom

                        of the mounting

                        its image

 

                   17.           stole its face

                        + spoke thru it

 

                   16.                The mounting face

                         a stole

 

                   17.                saying

                         “I am age”

 

                      I do not think that                       

                      face would

                      a-prove

 

                   16. EP: “Make it FLOW!”

 

                   17.        (backwards

                        fold,

                        and fill with the heat

                        and history

 

 

                  17/16. of geography

 

                   16. against chapters

 

                  17/16. and these states

 

                   17.        went west and said

                     Our father has killed

                            your father

 

                   17.        But by our

                       they really meant

                       their

 

                   16. Show them how

                       cities

                       could people

 

move west          17. but look to the east 

                                        if

 

                   16. only by folding

                       I could think

 

the shortest distance

the ends being furthest

and tallest

it peaks

from the surface

at Bottom

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

5.

 

 

             “we’ve killed breakfast”

 

 

The Brechtian moments in Apyos: 

The showing of the poem's supports integral  

because they are part of the performance    (part and parcel) 
 

Dancing to the

Rhythm

That jingles in my

Pockets 
 
 
 
 
 

My eyes look                …! 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

How many children do you want 
 
 
 
 

(Through though thew) 
 
 
 

Flies don't listen. Flies list. 
 
 
 
 
 

Icanlayeggs 
 
 
 
 
 

Charming/disarming literature looks                          ! … 
 
 
 
 
 

What happened here!? 
 
 
 
 
 
 

What do we call this one? 
 
 
 
 
 
 

The Incredible- 
 
 
 
 
 

fooled you 
 
 
 

fliesdontlistenflieslist2 
 
 
 

fliesdontlistenflieslist 
 
 
 
 
 

some sort of machine that could graph yr eye movement

it might   define         yr thought 
 
 
 

Did you put on yr soundproof helmet agen 
 
 
 
 

I like being able to rob meaning like that 
 
 
 

raw being? 
 
 
 
 

It's a lovely color                                      THE SKY 

What would you call her?    strawberry marshmello 

Even as close to anything    strawberry tangerine marshmallow 
 
 
 
 
 

fog practically mirrors 

The temperature at which words freeze to 

That's not a proposal 
 

Not necessarily something I believe or 
 

for practically mirrors 
 

We're killing breakfast 
 
 

loud sounds in that fucker 
 
 

sensensenses 
 
 
 

 

Princess dies in car crash 
 
 
 
 
 
 

THE PITCH

  cashed 
 
 
 

NPR 
 
 

83843 
 
 
 

rolled in from California 
 
 

rolled in from CA 
 
 
 
 
 

programs to write modernist poetry for profit 
 
 
 
 

intelligent vs. graphic design 
 
 
 

      data or coffee 
 

   music                      disease

∫   speech             ∫   food 
 

an integral

lower limit disease

upper limit food 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Typographical  

    acknowledges 

it's sung 

      an experiment in th idea of breath 
 
 

Erases Cage's aleatoric determinism 
 
 

[To sing a michtam of David]

[To be alive,        that is good]

[                   A -12               . ] 
 

The first project,  to place 

   music                                       To what it addresses

∫    speech                                 (th corresponding page 
 
 

p. 139 

[My father, where shall I begin]

[Spoke all                the time].

[  A-12  ] 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

  disease

∫    food 
 
 
 

The jock with blood on his face

  as J a c q u e s ?

Or even a jock, chewing is hand

  talking about

  

  the wide, white violence

    drove Hemingway

    +justified R a n d ? 
 
 
 
 

p. 139

"To get out […] the world […]

                                                Despite […]

                                                           […]Him"

[A-12] 
 
 

The idea(l) that Homer, pssibly later

Augustine-as-Lomax

typified   the ideal song

With the page or tablet

     as the ideal context

    or variable (context)  through which

the language event is merely invoked 
 
 
 

The location of which is 
 
 
 
 

p. ІЗ9 
 
 

The lower limit (speech) of 
 

[My father died in the spring.]

[A-12] 

The lower limit being above it's fact 

,objectively          in 

                                                [My]

[A-12] 
 
 
 

"P o e t r y is speech , scored." 

[?] 

The upper limit (music)     of

p. 139:

[To be alive,      that is good.]

[A-12] 

objectively              musical 
 
 
 

My preference for phrases

   that tend to balance on a vowel: 

      Eggs taste better red 

To borrow (or recycle) the triangle: 

vowel 
 

typograph                      journalism 
 
 

Or:

Stoned, 
 
 

I hear the                      vowels more. 
 
 
 
 
 

 

 

 

Don't forget in several early writing systems

The vowel is taboo, and the name of God

Is spoken with an open mouth, tongue suppressed

It circulates through the mouth, the name

Is "called forth" and enters the body 

On the page, the name is merely invoked

Typographically sealed from activity 

The unknowing and unkown thus sealed from each other 

But from the people in time

     ,for God's own safety -O

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

phew

 

1.

 

In that medieval shithole

No not really

the bird builds a tiny nest in the tallest tree

  and calls the world his home

i hear he's into seagulls

  i fucking love that guy

haha

You know I've got an owl thing.

I painted like 90 o th buzzards.

I use the universal sign language for owl to get peoples attention(makes handsd into circles around eyes)

I think I'm going to get a tattoo in Paris...auroch or ammonite

maybe both, playing

ooooohhhhhh

you guys give me hope of love

  yes!

me too.

would you want it to be?

 

 

2.

 

hey you

Uh-uh

i meant that i don't believe women are monsters, not powerful

for men

Well, human really was man, in kind of a "literature" way, so man was like the zero point of the universe...you think?

That’s what Julia Kristeva talks about. Hott.

You rread that stuff?

Thursday morn. I'm not sure how long the flight actually is

  But, without time zone stuff its 25 hours

  I've gotta tackle Sontag

Seattle?

Are you guys getting a place?

How do you feel about girls being called guys?

what kind of work?

How’d you land that.

Does he hate me?

 

 

3.

 

Yes you do

  Good question. He's working hard, too busy to send letters is all i know

Emails back and forth.

  He just told me he's working, and asked where I was,

  told me about letters, and

10:39 PM etc.

  What do you Germans call 'emails'

your language is being corrupted

you must put a stop to it

There is probly no way.

 

 

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