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I started this blog with the goal of removing noise from my poems, to use noise as a catalyst, as Eliot did his emotions. I claimed that

stillness = meaningful and nomadic (world content),

myself = grotesque and restless (language form).

So in still Images, my grotesque self can only be incidentally understood.

In this, I confront the loss of aura to art, reference, how radical newness has become impossible and uniqueness in new arts, like photography, may be incidental. If there is artistic autonomy these days, it is the reader’s, from the work (as in conceptual poetry), or author’s.