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Do I Dare?

https://vimeo.com/61131139 Typography + An Excerpt of Prufrock + Jon Brion

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#42: The Me Bird (BONUS: Awesome Animation)

I am the Pablo Bird, bird of a single feather, a flier in the clear shadow and obscure clarity, my wings are unseen, my ears resound when I walk among Continue reading →

Recently, I animated an excerpt of the Maurice Manning poem “Sad and Alone”. The assignment was to make a video in which the image and sound changed distinctly every second Continue reading →

There is something indecent

“In the very essence of poetry there is something indecent: a thing is brought forth which we didn’t know we had in us, so we blink our eyes, as if Continue reading →

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#40: Burning the Old Year

Letters swallow themselves in seconds. Notes friends tied to the doorknob, transparent scarlet paper, sizzle like moth wings, marry the air. So much of any year is flammable, lists of Continue reading →

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#39: The Illiterate

Touching your goodness, I am like a man Who turns a letter over in his hand And you might think this was because the hand Was unfamiliar but, truth is, Continue reading →

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#38: Forgetfulness

I’ve been feeling extremely forgetful lately. So, in honor of the forgetful human brain: The name of the author is the first to go followed obediently by the title, the Continue reading →

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#37: Tear It Down

We find out the heart only by dismantling what the heart knows. By redefining the morning, we find a morning that comes just after darkness. We can break through marriage Continue reading →

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#36: Failing and Flying

Oddly, I was reading this poem the other day, thinking that I would post it on here. Now, I’ve learned that the poet is from Pittsburgh, PA and sadly just Continue reading →

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#35: Dream Song 14

Life, friends, is boring. We must not say so. After all, the sky flashes, the great sea yearns, we ourselves flash and yearn, and moreover my mother told me as Continue reading →

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