Method Writing

Keep pumping on the keyboard; 

keep grinding your ink carved from plough.
Suit yourself,
Stephen King1 said or was it Chekhov2,
it could be R. Bachman3,
it could be Antosha Chekhonte4,
it could be both.
Recorded by Callimachus5,
the archdeceiver,
poet and a chief librarian,
third-century B.C.E. in pink mist
by Borges6 323 p. N. E
claptrap what’s already been
spewed out during a coffee break.
Like a commoner, something in the command given.
Lights out, abseil down,
scented tunnel dwellers of history ego prædicatores
the Monks of the West.
There, in a mist, it’s a book, in Book of books
with the technique of Ptolemy7,
as Callimachus said,
Supreme Head Library of Alexandria8,
and his face is … his face is horrible,
stepped out of the fire…eyes are blind,
“C” sees everything, Bang.
Author’s Note:
1. Stephen King is an American author of horror, supernatural fiction, suspense and fantasy novels.
2. Anton Chekhov was a Russian playwright and short-story writer, he was considered to be among the greatest writers of short fiction in history.
3. Richard Bachman is a pseudonym of Stephen King; the name was gotten from Bachman, a Canadian rock band.
4. Antosha Chekhonte was a pseudonym of Anton Chekov.
5. Callimachus was a native of the Greek colony of Cyrene, Libya was a poet, critic and scholar at the Library of Alexandria.
6. Jorge Luis Borges was an Argentine short-story writer, essayist, poet and translator, and a key figure in Spanish language and universal literature.
7. Claudius Ptolemy was a Greek mathematician, astronomer, geographer and astrologer.
8. Library of Alexandria was one of the largest and the most significant libraries of the ancient worlds.
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To my emotive Seshat [1], the goddess of cosmic intuition and writing

You were born in the wrong time.
You should have been born in the age of
Emperor Trajan
Or the age of Scorpion kings in Egypt
In the age before pharaohs which went to mystery
Sometime before mythology.
If you were in Troy when the Mycenae waged war,
Perhaps you would be the one
You and I are Thoth and Seshat,
We follow each other through centuries and times,
Realism forces „formality of the movement”;
Formality of human movement…
Unscrewing of the universe… scene in a drama.
We are not made for short-term dramas;
Immortal tribute
Gives us longer era.
You are the lady from Poe’s stories;
Ligeia – the alchemist
Reincarnation of Isis, goddess of mysterious knowledge
Of the teacher and male student in that story.

And the ancient Greek dramaturgy…
There is, my lady… true depth.
Aesculus, Sophocles, и Euripides…
„Oedipus Rex” by Sophocles,
the syndrome which destroyed even the lineage of Obrenovic
Dear* „proxy” mama
She too was Seshat, but nobody knows it
For the astronomer
Nut, the bed spreader of the universe
Is Seshat who searches for her Thoth.
Dream that I send you
Metaphysics of one century into another
And we shall find each other, does not matter
In which time.
What matters is
That we were inside the same moment and the same time,
In the garden of splitting ways.

Seshat, under various spellings, was the ancient Egyptian goddess of wisdom, knowledge, and writing. She was seen as a scribe and record keeper, and her name means she who scrivens (i.e. she who is the scribe), and is credited with inventing writing.

Draga (meaning Dear or Precious in English also known as Queen Draga, was the queen and wife of King Aleksandar Obrenović of the Kingdom of Serbia.


Thus spoke my mother, Leila Samarrai

Thus spoke my mother.

Seek no longer the soil
Forgotten among the trees
Under which you were born

In the chosen night
When the grasshoppers flew away from the terraces
Into the heap of voices filled with hatred
Directed towards me

Silent mother
Not even a sound to flicker within me
How could I have known
About the other side of maps

Are they coming yet to take me
Rooted in the last morning of a bullet

I arise barefoot
The sea is frightened
Like ground from thunder