Speculative Friction by Claire Bateman “Story of Your Life” After you were born, you couldn’t figure out how to fit inside your body. Sometimes you’d scrunch yourself way over to one side; other…

Speculative Friction by Claire Bateman GREENVILLE South Carolina—(Weekly Hubris)—4/18/11— “For all things are made also of what resists them. Otherwise each Atlantic wave, incoming, might spread over the prairies like a sky, and…

Speculative Friction by Claire Bateman GREENVILLE South Carolina—(Weekly Hubris)—4/11/11— “A partially understood pattern is more definite as to what it excludes than as to what its completion would include.” —Alfred North Whitehead, “Modes…

Speculative Friction by Claire Bateman “Unearthing the Sky” It was filthy, of course, with red clay streaks and embedded loam, as well as boulder-scored, chipped, and even fractured in places— a great big…

Speculative Friction By Claire Bateman “A Pocket Introduction to Our Universe” What does our universe most like to do? To contort without any warning into nothing but corners, an awkward though not unbeautiful…

Speculative Friction by Claire Bateman Another Poem On Blue Can I help it that I keep writing the same poem over & over again? No more than I can help being reborn into…