Three Poems by Volodymyr Bilyk

1

melody folding chill;

grinning sky - flinches a freckled whale...

sparkle pounding purple:

suave circling grind,

snail pitch - overheating

...dazzling blast

roots a drowsy warp,,,

shadow feels elephant -

wrecks nil,

sizzles.

2

meaningless warble of groans.

winking from out the depths of space.

Mesmeric eyes,

Veer with every breeze about,

hooting below in the ivy.

It's Supposed to Bubble

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B B B B B B B B B B B B B B B B-cause.

overquiet giggling flare of tepid trepidation

tilts into slumberous C major tempest 

haptic huh - chirr

Finger and thumb

palpitate with a new joy...

sigh to their memory.

3

Contortionist warp:

ginger inverse awesomeness blow

prompts

forgotten moaning reemergence...

drowsy bellyache blinking

- mistaken flammable elsewhere;

levitating damnation kangaroo sparkle:

- hipbone discharge...

disgusting pulse...

momentary reverse skyline melody

parachutes

eerie ceaseless fluctuation aroma...

wrong gurgle:

...perilous sponge shadow blushing;

morbid banana grin deliverance...

blackness kissing.

Volodymyr Bilyk is a poet from Ukraine who writes in English. So he's basically from another dimension or Parts Unknown. Long story short: he follows Ezra Pound's "Make It New" and considers Pink Dairies song "Do It" to be a quite adequate description of his artistic intentions.