Thoughts fall out before the head explodes!
Thursday, October 22, 2009
Make Magazine Lego Industrial Pallet Handler
This is for a new section of Calliope Nerve I'm working on called Create...
Make Magazine Lego Industrial Pallet Handler.
In the meanwhile, my future engineer of an eight year old son Jake, should get a kick out of this.
-posted by Nobius 9:39 AM # Comments (0)
Saturday, October 17, 2009
Friday, October 16, 2009
Kendra Likes Calliope
Kendra Steiner Editions not only points out my interview with the great Luis Cuauhtemoc Berriozobal, they call the site interesting.
-posted by Nobius 5:44 PM # Comments (0)
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Dream Sequence Momma (Draft)
"I ain't no glamour boy." --Living Colour
"I want a closet big enough to live in." --Living Colour
Dream Sequence Momma
field of theorems
My universe of question
like Einstein's breath
unique strains of Algebra
Esoteric personal codes
Carved into an arm:
I have killed all
that can be killed.
I have done all
that can be done.
And then turned out the light.
-posted by Nobius 10:25 PM # Comments (0)
Sunday, October 11, 2009
Sunday, October 04, 2009
The Dance of Hate And Other Poems
"Every chap is better than the last... Gary gets right to the emotive of any topic. There is no one else in poetry today like him." --Lucindo Anthony (Author: A Disease of Poetry)
Calliope Nerve once again brings you the best from today's Poetry scene. We are honored to distribute Gary Beck's timely chapbook The Dance Of Hate and Other Poems. (Cover art by indie artist Wayne Hogan.) Available in paperback or as a free PDF download.
Calliope Nerve: Poetry is prayer. God is ink.
Stop by our showcase and check out all of our selections.
Time marooning me
empireless and alone,
my song an inner growl
of discontent and vengeance,
my foes not paper foes
crushable in a careless squeeze,
but carnivores of desire
knelling doom to expectations
lost in the high rafters,
drowned in the mad swim
to the hope of the horizon
where I will be rescued
by the liferaft of destiny.
--Gary Beck (The Dance of Hate And Other Poems)
-posted by Nobius 8:35 PM # Comments (1)
Alan Moore’s Dodgem Logic
Found via the Warren Ellis weblog:
Magazines are on everyone’s mind again, it seems. From the depths of darkest Northampton, he’s put a saddle on the zeitgeist again:
Forty years after the uproarious heyday of the alternative press, writer Alan Moore is launching the 21st century’s first underground magazine from his home town of Northampton, a community that is right at the geographical, political and economic heart of the country; one which has half its high street boarded up and is at present dying on its arse, just like everywhere else…
Of particular interest to the locavores and ruricomp meshers:
an eight-page local section in each issue, thus inviting other areas to publish regional editions by providing their own inserts
DODGEM LOGIC: Colliding ideas to see what happens.
-posted by Nobius 5:08 PM # Comments (0)
Saturday, October 03, 2009
Friday, October 02, 2009
Calliope Nerve XVIII: Democracy Chinese Re-Release
"If I could go back in time to the place in my soul; there all alone..." --Guns 'N Roses
Before Al Gore created the Internet, and George Bush and the NSA started reading all your email and Facebooks there were Zines.
Calliope Nerve Media is proud to revamp and republish the almost lost edition of Calliope Nerve Print-- Part XIII: Democracy Chinese which sports a spiffy and brand new Wayne Hogan cover for the poetry and lit contained within from such greats as:
Michael Lee Johnson
Luis Cuauhtemoc Berriozabal
Zachary C. Bush
Billy Jno Hope
Christopher D. York
D. Peyton Burgess
Jerry Mathers, as the Beaver
starring God, as Himself.
Edited by Nobius Black, the Dave Mustaine, of small press and the underground poetry scene.
Download your free copy or support us by purchasing a copy at the Calliope Nerve showcase at LuLu.com.
"...you're a Rocket Queen
I might be a little young
But Honey I ain't naive
Here I am
And you're a Rocket Queen oh yeah
I might be too much
But honey you're a bit obscene
I've seen everything imaginable
Pass before these eyes
I've had everything that's tangible
Honey you'd be surprised
I'm a sexual innuendo
In this burned out paradise
If you turn me on to anything
You better turn me on tonight..." --Guns 'N Roses
With all my love,
Run on Sentence Guy
-posted by Nobius 9:06 PM # Comments (0)