Wednesday, March 20, 2019

Three Poems by Volodymyr Bilyk


melody folding chill;
grinning sky - flinches a freckled whale...

sparkle pounding purple:
suave circling grind,
snail pitch - overheating
...dazzling blast
roots a drowsy warp,,,

shadow feels elephant -

wrecks nil,


meaningless warble of groans.
winking from out the depths of space.

Mesmeric eyes,
Veer with every breeze about,
hooting below in the ivy.

It's Supposed to Bubble
B B B B B B B B B B B B B B B B-cause.

overquiet giggling flare of tepid trepidation
tilts into slumberous C major tempest 
haptic huh - chirr

Finger and thumb
palpitate with a new joy...

sigh to their memory.


Contortionist warp:
ginger inverse awesomeness blow
forgotten moaning reemergence...

drowsy bellyache blinking
- mistaken flammable elsewhere;

levitating damnation kangaroo sparkle:
- hipbone discharge...
disgusting pulse...

momentary reverse skyline melody
eerie ceaseless fluctuation aroma...

wrong gurgle:
...perilous sponge shadow blushing;
morbid banana grin deliverance...

blackness kissing.

Volodymyr Bilyk is a poet from Ukraine who writes in English. So he's basically from another dimension or Parts Unknown. Long story short: he follows Ezra Pound's "Make It New" and considers Pink Dairies song "Do It" to be a quite adequate description of his artistic intentions.

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