it's good to fork things up!


 
Scale  Matters! matters

  everything here is 

    4orkological!

forkological dependence

beads of time, beads of tine passing through teeth

  

a configuration of time somewhere,
not everywhere

 

 

 

 

Welcome to the online 

Institute of 4orkological Studies

forkergirl has fun with Mardi Gras beads of multiverse.

Welcome to her forked theory of everything

            —limited edition   COME ON IN

specializing in Limited Fork Theory

these sites are similar, related, tines of each other; not all information is shared
and information is configured differently —in both Limited Fork neighborhoods:

there's lots to fork around with!


including now (22 September 2010) a video for ONE WORD book (forthcoming from Sarabande) featuring forked text written by Thylias Moss from her sixpack essay in One Word 

got to love forkology!  forkology rocks!

check out 
the discarded t-shirt limited fork project

watch the video promo below



    particle popping 
in force enforced!


proudly serving 
mid-hudson taffy here

 forked home of the institute of forkological studies

 

To visit a flash-based website, go here: 4orked.com

 

Hello to my Toledo Friends!  Let us bifurcate together and dine on wonderful ideas; we will bifurcate above and below ground, rather like trees, anchored with roots that cling and spread in soil while our branches spread even between dimensions, temporarily connecting them -–I don’t think that any connection is or can be permanent; that is one reason that we must eat again and again (ideally stopping when we feel full, even though the feeling of fullness is temporary).  

         We will hunger again.  Everyday.  Probably several times a day.

Please think, if you don’t mind, for a moment of ceiba trees, or of any tree you have liked –-forgive me, please, for assuming that there is a tree you’ve liked.  If you dislike trees, this may not be a post for you, but I leave here a small interest in trees, a small interest that may become something else. 

Each tine of a limited fork also functions as a root and/or a branch and may curve, circle, disappear for a while, temporarily connecting things, possibly even snagging something tasty, something possibly nourishing, something that can be ingested –-maybe without harm(ing us), but what is ingested will change during this process, and we may change, so the temporary connections is also a means of exchange: we give something and we receive something;  we may not realize immediately that we are different, but we are. 

 




forkergirl

<p>Cover of my next book of poetry cover by#SelwynRodda and my collaborators as listed, my son,Mr. Ansted Moss, MyThing,Mr. BobHolman and my Mammoth, Laytial (at Ann Arbor, Michigan)<br/>
<a href="https://www.instagram.com/p/BrZqSIeHej4/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1xuots0dmfg0g">https://www.instagram.com/p/BrZqSIeHej4/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1xuots0dmfg0g</a></p>

Cover of my next book of poetry cover by#SelwynRodda and my collaborators as listed, my son,Mr. Ansted Moss, MyThing,Mr. BobHolman and my Mammoth, Laytial (at Ann Arbor, Michigan)
https://www.instagram.com/p/BrZqSIeHej4/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1xuots0dmfg0g

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<p>Cover of my next book of poetry cover by#SelwynRodda and my collaborators as listed, my son,Mr. Ansted Moss, MyThing,Mr. BobHolman and my Mammoth, Laytial (at Ann Arbor, Michigan)<br/>
<a href="https://www.instagram.com/p/BrZqSIeHej4/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1en8l797ztnr1">https://www.instagram.com/p/BrZqSIeHej4/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1en8l797ztnr1</a></p>

Cover of my next book of poetry cover by#SelwynRodda and my collaborators as listed, my son,Mr. Ansted Moss, MyThing,Mr. BobHolman and my Mammoth, Laytial (at Ann Arbor, Michigan)
https://www.instagram.com/p/BrZqSIeHej4/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1en8l797ztnr1

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<p>#pushcartprize  #for a poem I wrote as a collaboration with my Thing”Blue Coming”<br/>
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#pushcartprize #for a poem I wrote as a collaboration with my Thing”Blue Coming”
https://www.instagram.com/p/BrZpt_uHzCR/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=tel175vxeiga

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<p>Thylias Moss #stillinLovewith my Thing #forever 64.5 years old #just completed a book to my Thing #i callhimH #wonderfullife #love #100%naturalhair #multiracial #could not Love him More! 107pounds #annarbor  (at Ann Arbor, Michigan)<br/>
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Thylias Moss #stillinLovewith my Thing #forever 64.5 years old #just completed a book to my Thing #i callhimH #wonderfullife #love #100%naturalhair #multiracial #could not Love him More! 107pounds #annarbor (at Ann Arbor, Michigan)
https://www.instagram.com/p/BrZpVehnh8i/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=scp8ms39ywmj

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Sent more poems from the collection to Vassar College where I did something considered remarkable, gave the Elizabeth Bishop Lecture a few years ago, and I built a website for this visit, “The MidHudson Taffy Company” 

When I returned home, I converted the entire lecture into sound sculpture which may be heard here 

and here.

I was delighted by every aspect of that happening, that event.  Piughkeepsie will never be the same.

Two album covers for the sound sculpture

and my Thing even has a quote pin this website; I put it there, before Mr. Holman and I became involved.  I used to tease him about visiting the  the Taffy website, and his quote is on this page of the Taffy website 

My son was there and everything, so good for him to see his mama in this  context:

ANSTED AND THYLIAS READING IN CHCAGO

and this is the quote I put there not realizing that he, Mr. Bob Holman, and I would become  involved.  He had a good time laughing at me, with good reason:

“At last! A dictionary for people who are words!  From the eight pages that define “A” (the fifth most commonly used word in English) (“A never looks back”) to the concluding two pages of “Wrong” (“Two wrongs only make a wrong wronger.”), what we have here is a smorgasbord of sentience, a collision of serendipity and scholarship. This is a book at play in the fields of meaning, a sixpack (Thylias Moss) ofquipus (Arthur Sze), a dehiscence (Forrest Gander) of florere (Vincent Katz), I (Cynthia Gaver) hope (John Rodriguez) as (we like it) (Brenda Hillman). We like it! When More’s Utopia is realized, One Word will be the vocabulary list for the SATs. (Except: there will be no SATs!)”

Bob Holman

when I was begging him to visit this site,, he just looked at me, laughed and said,

“Mz. Moss, I know that site very well, and sometimes, I eat it with a fork!”

me and my Thingdom
Me and my ThingdomI I

I love this man with all my heart! 

“AS”: Stevie Wonder on youtube here:

I will Love him Always! the lyrics:

Genius lyrics, Stevie Wonder, “As”:

your [Verse 1]

As around the sun the earth knows she’s revolving 

And the rosebuds know to bloom in early  May

Just as hate knows love’s the cure

You can rest your mind assured 

That I’ll be loving you always.
As now can’t reveal the mystery of tomorrow
But in passing will grow older every day

Just as all is born is new
Do know what I say is true
That I’ll be loving you always

[Refrain]

Until    the rainbow burns the starts out in the sky (Always)

Until the ocean covers every mountain high (Always)

Until the dolphin flies and parrots live at sea (Always)

Until we dream of life and life becomes a dream

[Verse 2]
Did you know that true love asks for nothing
Her acceptance is the way we pay
Did you know that life has given love a guarantee
To last through forever and another day

Just as time knew to move on since the beginning

And the seasons know exactly who to change 
Just as kindness knows no shame
Know through all your joy and pain
That I’ll be loving you always

Until the dolphin flies and parrots live at sea (Always)

Until we dream of life and life becomes a dream-Um (Always)

Until the day is night and night becomes the day (Always)

Until the trees and seas just up and fly away (Always)

Until the day that 8 times 8 times 8 is 4

Until the day that is the day that are no more

Until the day he earth starts turning right to left (Always )

Until the earth just for the sun denies itself

Until dear Mother Nature says her work is through

Until the day that you are me and I am you

Until the rainbow burns the stars out in the sky

Until the ocean covers every mountain high

Until the dolphin flies and parrots live at sea

Until we dream of life and life becomes a dream

Until the day is night and night becomes the day

Until the trees and seas just up and fly away

Until the day that 8 times 8 times 8 is 4

Until the day that is the day that are no more

Until the day the earth starts turning right to left

Until the earth just for the sun denies itself

Until dear Mother Nature says her work is through

Until the day that you are me and I am you

URL: https://genius.com/Stevie-wonder-as-lyrics

Still in Love Sent more poems from the collection to Vassar College where I did something considered remarkable, gave the Elizabeth Bishop Lecture a few years ago, and I built a website for this visit, …
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Introducing Shawsheen Memorial Broom Society

Introducing Shawsheen Memorial Broom Society

Introducing my latest collection of Poetry! “Shawsheen Memorial Broom Society” with cover and Intro by Selwyn Rodda .

These poems  were written with my collaborators,, my Son, Ansted MossANSTED WITH BRUSSEL SPROUTS

my Thing, Mr. Bob Holman (mostly in text messages to him IMG_0018and my Stuffed animal Laytial

Laytial

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Read the Shawsheen Memorial Broom Society poem here

Here is the text of that poem:

–in response to the poem: “If you See something, Say Something”, a collaboration with my Thing, Mr. Bob Holman 

                                         

“If You See Something, Say Something” (in Shawsheen)

Banana”

white shadow

crescent moon

Wax (ing)

Wax banana

Wax grapes, apples

in bowls

On my mother’s dining room table

lunch

kitchen sink

I see this also

my father washing dishes

scalding water

his skin

down the drain

plates clean, heavenly,

full of banana water spots

we eat the shadows.

two of which

are my father’s

diseased lungs

yet I float on clouds

into such a clean, pure kingdom

that nothing else matters

just a banana which I eat the moment I arrive.

Buddha

in suds.

 

 

IMG_8137The source poem, brilliant I think, and not just because my Thing wrote it.

on the flight back to Detroit from Manhattan for the Strand BookstorePushcart Prize reading, a pushcart Prize I won for the poem, “Blue Coming” that was published in Abstract magazine TV.com here. an there you can hear me read the poem a collaboration with my Thing.  in response to his poem, “What You Can’t Know is That poetry is Connected to the Body Again” me and my Thingdom

We are two poets, by the way.

Pushcart Prize Strand Bookstore reading

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WHILE ON THE flight back to Detroit from Manhattan where there as a sudden snowstorm, I was served a banana and made several conceptual banana poems thinking of the poem by my thing, “If You see Something say Something  a photo of his poem, and then the art I made with a banana pee, .some of it visible above

IMG_8137

I did see something And I did say something with a banana peel, and commitment to A poam that I like; indeed I was collaborating with his poem, tight on the Delta Jet, in plain view,  everyone on the plane could see me as I toyed with the peel,  

and if you like to know what I think about collaboration, read this essay: “

Fuckin’Muse: A Journey into Collaboration by Thylias Moss”

 Here is the cover fo the new book, still in search of a publisher, cover art and the into both by Selwyn Rodda  (my 14th book by the way)

cover of “Shawsheen Memorial Broom Society” AND  THE ARTIST Selwyn Rodda, WHO ALSO WRITE THE INTRO.”

You will see my collaborators listed:

 

My son, Mr. Ansted Moss:

ANSTED WITH BRUSSEL SPROUTS

Me and then me with My Thing, Mr. Bob Holman, most of these poems with written in Text messages to him. I am wearing my Thing’s  HAT IN THE PHOTO ON THE LEFT

and my stuffed animal, Laytial.  Lyrical was a gift from my son when a cranial aneurysm ruptured in July 2011.  Although 97% of people who experience this, die, I lived to love and try to be happy.  I will be 65 in February 2019, my Thing (Mr. Bob Holman) wi8ill be 71 in March 2019.  Ib think we look okay, and that I look fine beside him, and that we look wonderful together in the Thingdom.

 

Laytial

Pushcart Prize book

 

 

 

 

Conceptual banana poams Read the Shawsheen Memorial Broom Society poem here Here is the text of that poem: –in response to the poem: “If you See something, Say Something”, a collaboration with my Thing, Mr.
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<p><strong><a href="http://shawsheenmemorialbroomsociety.wordpress.com/2018/11/24/the-journey-begins/">The Journey Begins</a></strong></p>

<p>Thanks for joining me! Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton</p>

The Journey Begins

Thanks for joining me! Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton

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Introducing my New Collection of poetry: "Shawsheen Memorial Broom Society"

Introducing my New Collection of poetry: “Shawsheen Memorial Broom Society”

The cover of my new Collection and the intro were designed and written by Selwyn Rodda.

Selwyn Rodda

I am Thylias Moss, here wearing that Hat of  my Thing, Mr. Bob Holman

Mr in Bob's hat (1)
My son, Mr. Ansted Moss
ANSTED WITH BRUSSEL SPROUTS
Me and My Thing, Mr. Bob Holman

IMG_0018

Thylias Moss and Mr. Bob Holman

and my stuffed animal Laytial 

Laytial

Soon.

Sii

FOR PUBLISHER Selwn Rodda SHAWSHEEN cover art TEXT 01

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