Ariel Riveros Pavez

Australian poetry

  • Continuity of Forests and the NDIS Relationship

    “Since each of us was several, there was already quite a crowd.” Online friend somewhere right there said the NDIS relationship was complex. Each of my support workers are multiskilled, multitalented. I include the other support worker, ai assistant. Poet… Continue reading

  • I Gotta Get Reorganised

    Re: revisiting phenomenology, semiotics, semiology, ontology, semantics with the aid of systems thinking like Alfred North Whitehead, Aleksandr Bogdanov, Gregory Bateson, CS Peirce etc I’m getting a suite of physical signs. I’ve shared on my pinched nerve which is a… Continue reading

  • Saudade Semiotic

    “I hum my words like deep swum fish.” Subvocal hummingwords when extended are wishful projections of what others say. Thus maladaptive daydreaming. The ohrwurm completes a kind of mise en scene as theatre maybe a bildungsroman. The mise en abyme… Continue reading

  • Idle Idol Idyll

    No tempus fugitMy twin, now lost astronaut. Wrench back the sunTo 11am tempted fixed Or ply the earth forexactly the same outcome for every broken clockto always ring true Continue reading

  • Hache

    Away from the regardof the Everyone I see an idea through a window.I become its faceted clarity briefly. It steps softly. I ravel back through lensesto walk among Italian technicians discussing German research on double French. This fugue splashing through… Continue reading

  • Poem: Postcodemixing

    . . . And then hes the biggest philanderer  and man-bitch out. Karma. He is. Optimistic about burrows  the neoprene the Castaic. Hum under my name.  Beard and muscles? You’re not holding  my breath away. Talk about the term  of… Continue reading

  • Poetry: Pre-emptive Text – The Future of The Day

    On the street from the future, so to speak.  Morsels like the Siege of Stalingrad.  Depoliticisation is impossible  to get the chance to win the game.  This is a poor European style Japonisme  going to be a good thing.  I… Continue reading

  • Poem: Hypersex as Event

    Idyl-amaranth, unfaded lion’s tail crops past the sun. Singed fur-trim hat for mercury rising in this style 10/6. Nasa explorer and science has venus as intensity. Classical meme and the demesne too big. I still freeze speech and extremities like… Continue reading

  • Poem: Loved

    Someone else’s immunity and animal ravages after the spittle settles And for pragmatism I hope the blood scent tickle remains for the drunk pack euphoric with lips to crisp line glass pursed to wine the detail of label class and… Continue reading

  • First – a prose poem

    For ab The one. The only one. I’ve read happiness and the truth about pain in glossy magazines. Who.? Who is first? Who’s the one? We look back to our loves like books. “In this catalogue, you were the beautiful… Continue reading