PERMUTATIONS
Atoms erupt in
mutant prose. I
turn a poem β its
matter is upon
me, to trap us in
utopian termsβ¦.
At resumption,
I must open art,
or input a stem
torn up as time β
use important
permutations....
@anthonyetherin.bsky.social
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PERMUTATIONS
Atoms erupt in
mutant prose. I
turn a poem β its
matter is upon
me, to trap us in
utopian termsβ¦.
At resumption,
I must open art,
or input a stem
torn up as time β
use important
permutations....
PERMUTATIONS
Atoms erupt in
mutant prose. I
turn a poem β its
matter is upon
me, to trap us in
utopian termsβ¦.
At resumption,
I must open art,
or input a stem
torn up as time β
use important
permutations....
HOW TO DRAW A PYRAMID
A zig.
Now one zag.
Gaze now on Giza!
#palindrome
SOLEMN (Palindrome)
I sat, solemn.
I saw time open one poem.
It was in me, lost as I.
We don't desire a president, do we?
#PalindromeByPairs
We don't desire a president, do we?
#PalindromeByPairs
Radar #palindrome
A Radar #palindromebypairs
Dark Radar #palindromebytriples
A Darker Radar #palindromebyquartets
The consensus among my Spanish and French palindromist friends is that diacritics, like punctuation, are "free" in palindromes, so Γ¨ can reverse as e.
30.11.2025 17:32 β π 5 π 0 π¬ 0 π 0Radar #palindrome
A Radar #palindromebypairs
Dark Radar #palindromebytriples
A Darker Radar #palindromebyquartets
VOYNICH (Anagrammed Lines)
I encrypt much, to vanish
into such ivy parchment β
in the script many vouch
vaunts no mythic cipher:
The Voynich Manuscript.
VOYNICH (Anagrammed Lines)
I encrypt much, to vanish
into such ivy parchment β
in the script many vouch
vaunts no mythic cipher:
The Voynich Manuscript.
You can currently get 40% off all Penteract Press books, using the code PENULTIMATE at checkout.
This includes my collection THE ROBOTS OF BABYLON:
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END OF THE WORLD (Anagrammed Lines)
The world was ending:
Dawn light worsened.
Nights wandered low.
The long wind was red
with drowned angels....
END OF THE WORLD (Anagrammed Lines)
The world was ending:
Dawn light worsened.
Nights wandered low.
The long wind was red
with drowned angels....
Constrained poetry = encrypted orations.
#anagram
poetic anagram = a romantic page
25.11.2025 12:12 β π 5 π 3 π¬ 0 π 0Constrained poetry = encrypted orations.
#anagram
Five years ago today, I completed "The Utu Sonnets", my most highly constrained work of poetry.
The full sequence of sonnets is included in my omnibus edition KNIT INK:
Five years ago today, I completed "The Utu Sonnets", my most highly constrained work of poetry.
The full sequence of sonnets is included in my omnibus edition KNIT INK:
JULY (Ottava Rima)
23.11.2025 12:16 β π 7 π 3 π¬ 0 π 0JULY (Ottava Rima)
23.11.2025 12:16 β π 7 π 3 π¬ 0 π 0SUNSET (Alternating Bivocalism*)
Low sun,
our shroud
of dusk
occults you.
Clouds of rust grow bulbous.
Proud young crows
surround your glow.
(*two vowels, alternating: o, u, o, u, o, uβ¦)
SUNSET (Alternating Bivocalism*)
Low sun,
our shroud
of dusk
occults you.
Clouds of rust grow bulbous.
Proud young crows
surround your glow.
(*two vowels, alternating: o, u, o, u, o, uβ¦)
Just arrived, from Penteract Press:
@marianchristie.bsky.social, _Sky, Earth, Other_
@anthonyetherin.bsky.social, _The Robots of Babylon_
We just happened to be discussing poetry by constraints on the way home. Ms17, βThese are such me books! How did you find them?!β
THE FAILED CARTOGRAPHER (Palindrome)
Demand a hill, at solid nadirβ¦.
Damn it!
One morn,
I saw I was in Rome,
not in Madrid,
and I lost all I had named....
THE FAILED CARTOGRAPHER (Palindrome)
Demand a hill, at solid nadirβ¦.
Damn it!
One morn,
I saw I was in Rome,
not in Madrid,
and I lost all I had named....
THE LEAVES (Triolet)
19.11.2025 09:21 β π 6 π 1 π¬ 0 π 0THE LEAVES (Triolet)
19.11.2025 09:21 β π 6 π 1 π¬ 0 π 0Income: some coin.
#palindromebypairs
Boudica led a doomed uprising against Rome. Her people were slaughtered. She chose poison over capture. Some stories deserve a sonnet.
An epic in 14 lines: