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about me
Long considered to be not just the black sheep of my family, but the black sheep of the black sheep of my family, I am, as some of my friends have pointed out, an "acquired taste". I prefer randomness to organization.
‘UNDER THE NEW PARADIGM THEY DON’T EXIST’
new poems by Scott Nichols-Collier
BLANKS
The servant serves the circle.
I don’t know why I thought
to mention that.
DISSOLVER
Bronc & fears.
Dissolved in the reportage.
Find the mind, find the child.
Designs on the ford.
One and filthy.
Once, Avodrialos.
Once, Arfambalos.
A man called property.
The rights, the tags of
the guards, & semen.
WITH EQUAL TIME THE LESSER LIGHTS
Consider the divers.
It’s almost a...
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"When I get to the bottom I go back to the top of the slide..."
--lennon/mccartney
PAUCT NEM IM ALPHA
new poems by Scott Nichols-Collier
SALUTATION
It is said the will always
negates defeat, but
choice
is fine evidence
of other crimes.
WHISPERS IN THE TONGUE AND ON THE EAR
you never said
a thing, except to say I wasn’t
listening
A WORD A DAY
The energies of the air
and the mind combine
above this space,
and I am always moved
to speak of it,
...
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"But you who have listened to the story of the Chalk Circle,
Take note what men of old concluded:
That what there is shall go to those who are good for it,
Children to the motherly, that they prosper,
Carts to good drivers, that they be driven well,
The valley to the waterers, that it yield fruit."
--bertolt brecht, "the caucasian chalk circle"
THE ARRANGEMENT OF THE LINES ON THE SIDEWALK
poems by Scott Nichols-Collier
ECONOMICS
Stay hungry, say I.
Wherever there is a d...
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"Ocultos en la carne se quedaron mis recuerdos.........."
--saul hernandez
"Through me forbidden voices,
Voices of sexes and lusts . . . . voices veiled, and I remove the veil........."
--walt whitman
WE ARE FOLLOWING ASTRONAUTS
AND EVERYTHING ELSE
new poems by Scott Nichols-Collier
THE PARTY COMES UP FOR AIR IN THE PARKING LOT
Stains on the sidewalk
like wolves pinned back against
the prize inside a cedar box,
lined with velvet and carrying
warm fingers.
T...
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“I want to quit moving
I want to quit running
I want to relax and be tender
I want to see us together again
Rocking away in our walnut chairs……”
--yoko ono, “nobody sees me like you do”
A HORSE WITHOUT WINGS
new poems by Scott Nichols-Collier
THE GREAT WORK OF THE THESIS
India is at the abutment,
The corner of the unopened box,
The fluid pressed so long against the wooden arm it warps and bends the sunlight on it,
The tarps and rainmuffins on it longer than the hallwa...
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November 20, 2008
Scott's poetry makes me really hot. Like, pull-my-hair-and-call-me-Susan hot.
April 7, 2008
I first met Open Heart at the Hipgenesis Spaceport Winter Ball. I sat down next to him to rest my weary dancing feet, and was immediately enveloped by his warm and loving aura. It felt like he was an old friend that I hadn't seen for a very long time, right from that instant.
I have one to add, VeganSkater - "Fan-TAST-ic!"
Scott has an uncanny ability to take a situation and make it all better. He can make you see things from a whole different perspective.
But give him an extra hour or so. He is in another dimension of time altogether.
Depending on public transportation does not help improve the situation either.
Hell, just go and pick him up if time is an issue.
I am so glad to have Scott in my life -
Even with the quirks.
You rock, Scott.
March 27, 2008
The favorite man I’ve met in a long time. It happened almost instantly.
We both live in a world that is on the wonderful side of life.
He knows the wit of each and every encounter.
What he did this morning can fill volumes yet he can reduce it to the one sentence that makes you want to know more.
I was lucky enough to give him a ancient magic quartz fob I had found that can make almost all of his wishes come true and that will be a gift for all of us.
March 11, 2008
Just beware: if you should run into this man in center camp one morning it might turn out that you've been friends for ever. And then you might find that you have him in your life for good (fingers crossed!).
January 15, 2008
My favorite Scott-isms:
"I lost my train of thought."
"That's BAD-ASS!"
"I'm open for anything."
"What time is it? You're kidding"!
"I'll be there in about an hour." (***NOT!!!!***)
"Kick ASS."
"I have no idea if that makes any sense."
Log on, and add your own!!
The air is light with a whistle and a wet word, whetting the throats of the obvious.........
(blog entry)
‘UNDER THE NEW PARADIGM THEY DON’T EXIST’
new poems by Scott Nichols-Collier
BLANKS
The servant serves the circle.
I don’t know why I thought
to mention that.
DISSOLVER
Bronc & fears.
Dissolved in the reportage.
Find the mi...
read more
The mass of the red star in the deep black sky.........
(blog entry)
"When I get to the bottom I go back to the top of the slide..."
--lennon/mccartney
PAUCT NEM IM ALPHA
new poems by Scott Nichols-Collier
SALUTATION
It is said the will always
negates defeat, but
choice
is fine evidence
of ot...
read more
The light goes to the dark so that the cat gets out of the bags.........
(blog entry)
"But you who have listened to the story of the Chalk Circle,
Take note what men of old concluded:
That what there is shall go to those who are good for it,
Children to the motherly, that they prosper,
Carts to good drivers, that they be driv...
read more
The sugar in the vine is rising higher, and we aren't drunk yet, and I will kiss you in whatever tongue you want.........
(blog entry)
"Ocultos en la carne se quedaron mis recuerdos.........."
--saul hernandez
"Through me forbidden voices,
Voices of sexes and lusts . . . . voices veiled, and I remove the veil........."
--walt whitman
WE ARE FOLLOWING ASTRONAUTS
AND ...
read more
The dignity of a leaf that has fallen in the best spot on the lawn.........
(blog entry)
“I want to quit moving
I want to quit running
I want to relax and be tender
I want to see us together again
Rocking away in our walnut chairs……”
--yoko ono, “nobody sees me like you do”
A HORSE WITHOUT WINGS
new poems by Scott Nichols...
read more
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