KEEP PLANNING time / space / about #067 Clare Kelly 5 Poems from The Number 36 on Fire

A Fairy Door when the magisterium falls in line luminescence feels half-hearted tho wisdom rides with poverty there’s order to stamp out weakness cruelty rubs itself on pleasure and at night undoes a tapestry still the valley bobs and weaves the hills and how quickly morning becomes the day Pantheon lisping sullen on the tide a funny end to the dream vacation a nest of three joined redwood trunks speak to me in rainbows source of all our loveliness remove the veils o statues dust on a sliver of the light I am diamond-minded down a jade green velvet tunnel the perfect apple still believes in bananas o irises in the field look how they spin! Hera's Rage an appleseed looking to burrow wanting the sea as a quantity a medical bridge paid apart unclear vespite maze straw dogs the rose lucky and unlucky uncorrected earth laconic icicle abacus linchpin a buddha for every muse & a damp closet for hera’s rage The Breasts of Tiresias meander the flesh across barnacle acres tentacle gestures misread for a smashed caduceus our lady snake our fledgling hope find the squeak rose accosted by the slip Listen to the Rash of Little Leaves Smack the Branches there’s a fish with leaves where the scales should be the shapes made by the fish are controlled by a mind the sky has fallen backwards the wind our rip tide a sliver opening a pneumatic tube the purple line towards the future attract-pull a table plated with the future the cadence of the future reconnaissance of the future absolute future asylum of the future scales of the future lips of the future an elaborate future an out of focus future a sunburnt future weighed down future mercy to the limbs and digits weaving the syntax of the future

*** Clare Kelly is the founding editor of Hesse Press, based in Los Angeles. 7 October 2026