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I will be at the 2015 MCA Zine Fair (Sydney) on 23 May 2015 (Saturday)

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If you’re in Sydney, you can check out and buy my zines, ‘Barney Barnes & Friends’, at the 2015 Zine Fair, the Museum of Contemporary Art, Circular Quay in Sydney on Saturday, 23 May 2015, from 10 am to 5 pm. Just look for my table full of quirky lit goodies. I will also have my two books, ‘Not Poems, Just Words’ and ‘I Look For You In Other Truths’, at […]

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(lessons in Cognitive ecstasy)

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Originally posted on Wuji Seshat:
Lullaby of a Lifetime of Living Bliss (lessons in Cognitive ecstasy) There is a cognitive brilliance in Thought’s end at the edges of beauty How the last colors spilled In the pale air, the color of light That drink o traitorous beauty Again and again, so intimate Like the breath of a woman We knew that never seemed present Only just around the corner, so…

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NaPoWriMo success and a great, big thanks!

Where I am right now (Sydney), only a few hours remain of the last day of April 2015. I’ve written and posted the 30th poem I aimed for at the start of the National Poetry Writing Month, dedicating myself to posting one poem every day for 30 days. This also means my personal challenge has been a success! It was daunting and exhilarating at the same time, mulling over words and […]

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‘the thing’

‘THE THING’ (NaPoWriMo 2015)   and so the thing is love always is always will be   what these words mean what they show and say always what is not   the thing is i am in love with the thing called love   yet my heart is still lost always is always will be   © ramon loyola 2015 NaPoWriMo (30 April 2015)

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‘we’

‘WE’ (NaPoWriMo 2015)   When time stands still, in the middle of our breaths, do you feel that single spark of energy that flows between the skin, like static that electrifies the lips and makes the hair stand? I feel it every time you kiss me, when it is no longer you and I, but us and we.   © ramon loyola 2015 NaPoWriMo (29 April 2015)

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‘lost and found’

‘LOST AND FOUND’ (NaPoWriMo 2015)   his heart is the field of dreams for those whose aim is to get all the scores in the game.   he had lost so many times at play that he could no longer get himself to believe in his own dreams.   he had to lose first, you see, before he could win his place in the ultimate game of love.   because […]

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‘histories’

‘HISTORIES’ (NaPoWriMo 2015)   We were twelve and the summers were long, when birds seemed to hum in rhythm with the silent passing clouds.   You touched me there, where the skin smelled of the sun, and told me of a fate only we could have foreseen.   We were nineteen and the rain fell for four straight days, when you said it was your destiny to place yourself beside […]

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‘love like’

‘LOVE LIKE’ (NaPoWriMo 2015)   Love like there’s no air. Catch every single breath and behold every face, every object in space.   Love like there’s no light.             Claw through the dark             and grab the empty air,             pretend someone’s there.   Love like there’s no horizon.             Flail your arms around             and fling your body across,             like gliding through a ford.   Love like there’s […]

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‘identity’

‘IDENTITY’ (NaPoWriMo 2015)   He had light brown eyes, and so did I. His skin was tinged olive, and so was mine. His lips shone red, and so did mine. When we merged, we got lost in each other. And so we each stayed where we were, where we can both shimmer in the flickering sun.   © ramon loyola 2015 NaPoWriMo (24 April 2015)

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