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ON MONSTERS
ON MONSTERS
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© Elizabeth Robinson 2013
L R Llittle red leaves textile editions
www.littleredleaves.com
© Elizabeth Robinson 2013
L R Llittle red leaves textile editions
www.littleredleaves.com
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On MonstersElizabeth Robinson
little red leaves textile series 2013
On MonstersElizabeth Robinson
little red leaves textile series 2013
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It is not painful to be unseen. Sasquatch
crouches in the forest primeval, eucalyptus,
coded topiary.
It is not a disability to bear the disability
of being unseen.
He who likes to walk from one terrain to the next, that oneis a monster.
It is not painful to be unseen. Sasquatch
crouches in the forest primeval, eucalyptus,
coded topiary.
It is not a disability to bear the disability
of being unseen.
He who likes to walk from one terrain to the next, that oneis a monster.
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A keen sense of smell is better than all the articulable joints
of any given word. Fennel, wild
rosemary, rosehips.
We
steal plums, forage in the blackberry bramble.
Odor of prehistory.
Ache-odor of sea.
Clumsy opposable thumb of hand to mouth.
A keen sense of smell is better than all the articulable joints
of any given word. Fennel, wild
rosemary, rosehips.
We
steal plums, forage in the blackberry bramble.
Odor of prehistory.
Ache-odor of sea.
Clumsy opposable thumb of hand to mouth.
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To be a monster, Yeti thinks,is to know that life is not so long as she once thought it was.
And also: that time may move very slowly.
Slowly.
To be a monster, Yeti thinks,is to know that life is not so long as she once thought it was.
And also: that time may move very slowly.
Slowly.
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To be unseen and to fail to speak
is to use the plural pronoun, “we,” sparingly.
One monster turns south, lies on her left side, and so prepares to sleep.
One monster.
Time spews itself out in so many directions.
To be unseen and to fail to speak
is to use the plural pronoun, “we,” sparingly.
One monster turns south, lies on her left side, and so prepares to sleep.
One monster.
Time spews itself out in so many directions.
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Didn’t “monster” implynarrative? There is no narrative, only the narrative that the monster was notsure he saw.
The terrain grew achey and out of sorts with its unfi nding.
Sasquatch sweats profusely, but not from illness. From exertion. From sunlight.
Didn’t “monster” implynarrative? There is no narrative, only the narrative that the monster was notsure he saw.
The terrain grew achey and out of sorts with its unfi nding.
Sasquatch sweats profusely, but not from illness. From exertion. From sunlight.
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Yeti is woken up.
Scent and taste can stand in for one another, interchangeable signatures of time.
A body wakes up inside its invisibility and is no less invisible.
She can smell the verb of another
monster. The stride of invisibility covering so much terrain.
Yeti is woken up.
Scent and taste can stand in for one another, interchangeable signatures of time.
A body wakes up inside its invisibility and is no less invisible.
She can smell the verb of another
monster. The stride of invisibility covering so much terrain.
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If only. Here,
take a look at the contingency
of the monstrous.
Sasquatch follows the skyline to look east and fl at.
Yeti stands in the shade, studying the fi ne blue hair on her face, her thighs.
If only. Here,
take a look at the contingency
of the monstrous.
Sasquatch follows the skyline to look east and fl at.
Yeti stands in the shade, studying the fi ne blue hair on her face, her thighs.
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If here.
The pace of time has its own scent that could be tracked past any originary site to a meeting point.
Monster or beast: one who walks.
If here.
The pace of time has its own scent that could be tracked past any originary site to a meeting point.
Monster or beast: one who walks.
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When a monster fi nally opens its mouth, it sings terribly off -key, but behind teeth and palate it can taste what it wants to say with faultless accuracy.
Its ancestors gave their young poison oak leaves to chew, so they would build tolerance to its poison,
sing infl amed tunes.
When a monster fi nally opens its mouth, it sings terribly off -key, but behind teeth and palate it can taste what it wants to say with faultless accuracy.
Its ancestors gave their young poison oak leaves to chew, so they would build tolerance to its poison,
sing infl amed tunes.
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What, again, is a monster?
One who wears the disguise of tranquility,
who smells of sea water and bruise.
One who is accurate (and therefore disabled) in crisis.
We
who are so subject to categoryrefuse to be of interest, are not
interested in those who impute the mythic to the real.
What, again, is a monster?
One who wears the disguise of tranquility,
who smells of sea water and bruise.
One who is accurate (and therefore disabled) in crisis.
We
who are so subject to categoryrefuse to be of interest, are not
interested in those who impute the mythic to the real.
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Bay leaf
Oak, poison oak
Those whose contingency is wasted on honey will eat bees.
Manzanita
Bay leaf
Oak, poison oak
Those whose contingency is wasted on honey will eat bees.
Manzanita
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To be free of the burden of evidence.
A monster’s disability is to be free, where
to be a suspicion is also to adopt suspicion.
To steal freely from one’s own garden.
To have thus far evaded witness.
To watch one’s self.
To be free of the burden of evidence.
A monster’s disability is to be free, where
to be a suspicion is also to adopt suspicion.
To steal freely from one’s own garden.
To have thus far evaded witness.
To watch one’s self.
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Like time: steep.
At the sharpest incline of the hill, a monster may turn around and walk backwards
up.
Like time: steep.
At the sharpest incline of the hill, a monster may turn around and walk backwards
up.
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Scree, talus, a dead squirrel whose carcass is fi lled with wasps.
Where a hand reaches, reaches into the cleft of itself, and a rock
shows time’s deformation, ground into a mortar, a presence that
was former
eroded into the present.
Scree, talus, a dead squirrel whose carcass is fi lled with wasps.
Where a hand reaches, reaches into the cleft of itself, and a rock
shows time’s deformation, ground into a mortar, a presence that
was former
eroded into the present.
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That is, the bizarre gentleness of the monster,
our imperceptible monster,
asks that we
“leave
the roots on, let them
dangle.”
As roots also quicken, bruise their plural pronouns, lose tune,
forsake terrain by moving through and on it.
That is, the bizarre gentleness of the monster,
our imperceptible monster,
asks that we
“leave
the roots on, let them
dangle.”
As roots also quicken, bruise their plural pronouns, lose tune,
forsake terrain by moving through and on it.
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Elizabeth Robinson is the author, most recently, of Counterpart (Ahsahta) and Three Novels (Omnidawn). She is currently serv-
ing as the Hugo Fellow at the University of Montana.
This little red leaves textile series chapbook was designed and sewn
by Dawn Pendergast in Houston, Texas. The fabric for the cover
was sourced from old bedsheets and remnants.
Elizabeth Robinson is the author, most recently, of Counterpart (Ahsahta) and Three Novels (Omnidawn). She is currently serv-
ing as the Hugo Fellow at the University of Montana.
This little red leaves textile series chapbook was designed and sewn
by Dawn Pendergast in Houston, Texas. The fabric for the cover
was sourced from old bedsheets and remnants.
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