fallow pear

inside here it's close eye night.

grabbed by the gutter. or empire.
stared on ruin. fell on down fallow. to roofing its slender content.
cambered up by the routing fill. down over the land. under feet not
walked by the pavement you see this stitch. night. crews hammering away
at the witch's cabal . rune and cite inside their crumbled scroll. merited
by foxes and . at the end the mouth. pleased. by its malevolence. suffers

its pretense, repetition a concentration not suffused by loneliness
beckoned by big words and flour bags. something cloud undo on rainy
days. winking as they bear their travel. what voice cups your mouth.
is this your wide assed lovered hunkered over the cloud barrel ?

i hate closed windows. preferring air breezing back and forth.
so winter, and autumn are a pain in the ass for the writer
wishing to skate back home. but what winter has come yet?
don't fret as the sun's eye heads south. yer other heads'll be back
contracted by the flip of grammar's weird I. U no these things are not

flow but cut tracking in the window heat of your song. the body ever lasting
its ring-a-ding-dong death. Death? why do you speak of death ? there's food
everywhere mister fling along rain.

If fictions hold your song then Franny must belong.
Ruins are not are comedic. power grabs hustling you along the verb.
Capsized by fakes, voyeurs, two bit timers, and governments
sans song . O this word remembers a prince picking his bones
in the wheat.
She wears his throne like any handy ring. Wedded to his intent.
Garnered by his pleasure, waits and weep.

Jill works the hour. Captured by fat planes. Dropping on the dewlipped sky.
Banging on buttocks she's rude to her nearest neighbor loved by her dog.

is

now you've seen everyone the night is gone
like a shade bearing its hips a girl
garland shearing her name

unveiled by her willing thighs

this way

yer not much of a poet
this way are you mister
missing wave dulcet weary
monster homeless
kid

where is that very which echoes
so yer mighty thunder
applause to the darning wool
of the eel and spider
---------------

does it add up to envelopes or strangers lips
things carried in the air a
mysterious stranger arriving on the ground
elided by the silent thing between you?

"Le corps est le lieu de tous les marquages, de toutes les blessures, de toutes les traces. Dans les chairs s'inscrivent les tortures, les interdits des classes sociales, les violences des pouvoirs, dispersés mais jamais abolis. Aujourd'hui, seuls les exclus créent. Car c'est leur corps qui parle, énonce le refus. Le cri NO FUTURE - si ce futur est le présent continué - est cri d'espoir." Michel Journiac.

tea for two

amelie

i m just discoverin this magical movie. it seems wonderful. charmed. positive . happy with good reasons to live. live in this world.making the best. best the yet. becomings the best . best yet to come. come yet to become. as it . yes, well ive not watched the whole movie yet as im doing, as always so many things, like reading a book in the kitchen, making toast, and boiling water for tea, and the movie on in the bedroom, and the book I am reading is That is No Country for Old Men.
which I believe i've read before, as I've also read Virginia Woolf before.

kitchen sink

----------------
Now playing: Christopher Lydon - RadioOpenSource-Slavoj Zizek
via FoxyTunes
do yer brains work Mister Duffy? yes, but only on Monday. listen'in to the grief of kitchen sinks.

And you Mister what is the theoretical grand slam conviviality to make the world work Better?

Love Love is the answer
choirs of love singing holler'in shoutin' singing
not war
not war
but flowers peace and parliaments of poetry flowers

letters letters pOlYLicks letters from artist in torontotototo

fromm thelilith gallery's blogzine

October 5, 2008

Open Letter to the Opposition Leaders: If Harper wins a minority

To Stephane Dion, Gilles Duceppe, Elizabeth May, Jack Layton:

CC: The Toronto Star and the Globe and Mail

If Stephen Harper wins a minority government it will be because you four have failed to work together to collectively portray him as an incompetent do-nothing leader and a pawn of the American Republicans and the oil industry.

You had plenty of scandals that leaked out as well, ranging from bribery to fraud, so there was no shortage of ammunition to prove Harper is corrupt and incompetent.

Squabbling between yourselves is a given, we can accept that. But what we don't want is another couple years of Harper bullying his way through parliament with threats of another election and either the Liberals, NDP or the Bloc propping up the Conservatives (you're all guilty of doing it at least once).

As opposition parties facing a minority Conservative government you will have the power to say NO. We shall be expecting you to exercise that.

Furthermore you also have the power to put forth a private members bill, on the topic of the environment for example. Mr Dion has proposed taxing carbon emissions and Mr Layton wants caps on carbon emissions. Why not do both? Seriously. Tax the carbon emissions AND set caps on the maximum allowed.

On the topic of medical care Mr Layton wants to introduce pharmacare and Mr Dion wants to train/hire more doctors and nurses. Evidently in this case we could again do both.

Other issues ranging from Quebec, native rights, Canadian troops in Afghanistan will have to be discussed on a case by case basis. In some cases you will have to compromise (what would politics be without compromise?) and in other cases you will always have the option of doing both, nothing or multiple solutions.

Your end goal should be to make the Conservative Party powerless. When a minority government becomes powerless there is always the opportunity for the opposition leaders to form a new minority government without going to another election. You will have to check the precise rules in the Parliament of Canada Act about forming a secondary minority government. We should note however that, to our knowledge, that particular rule in the Parliament of Canada Act has never actually been used, and is a bit controversial because it relies on several opposition parties to work together to form a new government.

Lately many Canadians we've spoken to are undecided about whom to vote for. We like Stephane Dion's integrity, we like Jack Layton's optimism, we like Elizabeth May's fiery spirit and some of us Anglo-Canadians even like well-spoken Gilles Duceppe and wish he was leader of a national party.

In the case of the Greens, the NDP and the Liberals we are faced with vote splitting and its reached a point where we are looking at an endless line of Conservative minority governments until either one of you or all of you decide to take some initiative and work together.

You may even decide to form a New Liberal Party and push the Liberals more to the left. We have far too many left-wing parties in Canada right now and while that it is encouraging that approx. 65% of Canadians vote left of the middle, the voting system in Canada is such that parties like the Greens and NDP have millions of votes but collectively only get 30 seats or less in parliament.

Redesigning the voting system might be one of the things you want to discuss if we do end up in perpetual minority governments.

We personally don't mind minority governments because it means the parties are forced to work together to come up with solutions. HOWEVER, having someone like Stephen Harper who bullies through legislation defeats the purpose of a minority government. Minority governments are supposed to compromise. Harper has been doing very little of that during the past year.

We can do better than that. You can do better than that.

Sincerely,
Charles Moffat & Suzanne MacNevin
Toronto, Ontario

as for

And now for something really special. After I saw you I went and did a few things I needed to do around here started to watch some dumbass show on television. fell asleep and just woke up. Now is not that the life? What can I do? meet a friend, stroll the streets, meet a lover? Once

I could do that.. or the edge of it, was a summer a a summer more ago....that would be nice, in this strange world of pragmatics, jobs, works, schedules, cars, and endless solitude of lonesomeness. What can I do at almost 5 in the morning? but write a few words and hope to read a few more then sleep.... O sleeper in the sleep valley . of hope and belief and the city rising like sun... O when was the wild life, and a poem..... As for musicans I don't feel sorry for them at all..


As for the bad patch yer heading thru with love, well
it's gonna pass

and remeber what good old Shakespeare wrote in a comic moment

this old song which I been recallin since high school, and always forgetting from which play it stems







Blow, blow, thou winter wind !
Thou art not so unkind
As man's ingratitude !
Thy tooth is not so keen,
Because thou art not seen,

Although thy breath be rude.

Heigh, ho ! sing heigh, ho ! unto the green holly,
Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly.
Then heigh, ho ! the holly !
This life is most jolly !

Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky !
Thou dost not bite so nigh

As benefits forgot !
Though thou the waters warp,
Thy sting is not so sharp

As friend remembered not.

Heigh, ho ! etc., etc.

this would be you

________________________
on the 8th day she has bucket
what? is this conniving convincing thumbs to her tucked in chin?

well fellow hail-well to yer bellow it's knees to her merry cape



come over leaning into the wall
dantesque to her shudder
I wont be a minute dear one as expensive as the watered simile
smile to her fluster fluted to her flanking

trenchant silence that husting as Caesar's bell
I'll mock any nape that comes this way


never listed by the sunning galley
sailors kick their boots and
withered by the tilled light and dawn she
shone her face on mine

____________

if she cannot breath
it is because there are too many
in the bed
third to her lustering dawn ~
_________________________
that image is goya's maja

these

with the thought of between your thighs and beauty
i cannot drink but from love
thirsted by the slaking thighs of your lips
twined raffled by these pillows

each could be a cluster
around this teeming self
body to body
married in the high ground

it will be salt
silt
or soft
your choice
is faring
the grounds
things
come
within

me timbre

shiver me tumbler
timber to her rustled steer
satyr to foxhound fox glove

near fostex her house of maize corn and other 'debris'


is this cake winter the knapsack on her knee
old cow frightens the wood
the blank page begun
her willowing gattle meat to her dairy product


Note the Fedora hat winking inthe dark of her detective novel
double or one to nothing shes's the squeeze in any lemon
her bar baker damn dawn to her preening shawl

Pull

______________________________________________________


take the sedentary whisper of her breasts
as gathering together they leap
lap to her searching veins these broad
ways of attempt effortlessly bringing
sweeping rest to men
planed by their armies provo's in her parent's kip

she dance cavort she sucks his lips right down there
to her s his cock a swivel stick up her mandy honeyed mouthing
over the river and up the tent of his hip now
left thigh right
thigh beggars his embankment
his enjambment to her sickled sex
here cunting raised high to his cock swing river deluxe joy

this is the fuck ending fuck s cunning backward glance
grace of the body backwards in her hands rolled rippled around his ass

her lover sunset fucked to her rolling skies
the evening tent of Venus garbed by her beveled babes
gaggle go go gals geesed to her sparing intent

pull this into your mouth &
suck she say to his saying mouth
rivered to her thigh bound den
bound-den is only mighty words to what he wants
hunkered by the pleasure exhaust of her thighs



come to me baby come to me fuck to my tenderness
silked up by sighs and cry babied to her lover dog




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so now i turned it off ~ enough of that!

indeed the day is too sunny for that sort of death deterritorializing stuff ~

hints of ~

I mean it's almost suicidal . at moments. hints of that tearing that one
hears in Piaf ~

it's dangerous

music of life and death ~
no wonder it's the most deterritorializing of the arts ~

always gershwin

more heart-breaking music

Gershwin




at france vivace
*
depuis 19:00
Programme musical

Always Gershwin

Par Florence Brosselin
2007V8826E0004
rediffusion du 10.02.07
*

19:51

George Gershwin
Concerto pour piano en fa Majeur
Hélène Grimaud, Piano
Orchestre Symphonique de Baltimore
David Zinman, direction
réf : ERATO 0630-19571-2
*
et à...
20:24

George Gershwin
Song-book
Peter Donohoe, Piano
réf : EMI 7 54280 2
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but one can dance to it

it's movie
music
longing
music
there are moments
it's intensity
is gigantic
deathly
&
back to living roaring running
thundering
very unlike stravinsky's
style
of whirling
pinwheels
and ballet
russe

gershwin
is never
cup
altogether
those dancing piercing piano notes
that
thrum along
interrupted by the strings
and slight horns
as if the chase was going
on
no wonder it became movie
music

the tatatata of trumpets
announcing their fanfare
the hope of the great american cities of pre-world 11

it's interesting when
i was in paris
i never listened to gershwin ~

so many paris'
& more musics of that city

montreal is a baby
city compared
the 'new' world is camp
babysitters
camp

O world
O
camp
O


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radiofrance vivace

Stravinski par Stravinski

Mister Stravinski is always the best ~

dance ~
flow

Programme musical

Stravinski par Stravinski (1)

Par Olivier Le Borgne

2008V8830E0019

rediffusion du 24.09.08

05:18

Igor Stravinski
Symphonie de psaumes (Enregistré le 30 mars 1963 à Toronto au Canada)
Festival Singers of Toronto
CBC Symphony Orchestra
Igor Stravinski, direction

réf : SONY CLASSICAL SM2K 46 294

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et à... 05:40

Igor Stravinski
4 études pour orchestre : I - Danse / II - Excentrique / III - Cantique / IV - Madrid (Enregistré du 29 novembre au 1er décembre 1962 à Toronto, Canada)

CBC Symphony Orchestra
Igor Stravinski, direction
réf : SONY CLASSICAL ...

smoke

~would you prefer smoke or a kiss

a kiss a kiss a kiss

if i could find a kiss a kiss

a smoking kiss

kiss kiss

lesson

what do you think now , yer a hobo?
or an oboe?

c. nutter used to think oboe and

well oboe aint identical to hobo

or snow blow

or baseball

boston red sox 7
los angeles 5
bottom of the 9th inning


let's say begining inn night of jesus born
birth to world chrismas coming on the distance
life and death maid and maiden

lover and approxy or proxy or epoxy
when verbs go marching
tramping
wondering around your imagined eyebrows
taking everything literally
like a spoken poem
broken in the canal that called over the reaching ridge


'I have a broken heart' "J'ai realise que mon coeur etait brise..."


what does that signify a broken heart mister philsopher and your philosophy department
and yer power and yer academic ridges and bullshit


and the way they take you for your games
not yer ideas and accomplishments what kind of world is this?
Charlotte Corday what kind of world is this?
hacked buttocks in the street
the attack on the village in Apocalypse Now

that says it all
same thing going on in Baghdad
other cities in the world
permanent civil war

yep yep the guns in the street the soldiers got guns
in the street the cops don camouflage pants

scares intimadates the populace O citizens O nights O worriers


and all the skinny lovers you did not have love
you did not have love you did not did not
as night cuts the hand the lungs
breathing for love
the love missed
the love caught
love bought cookies on the native tongue

love not heard or howled in its treasure night
Or night say night the word recurring
and the little babies crying sobbing the same old word

but we seek always the wave pushing up against the wake

the wake pushing up against death

_______________________________

that is the real lesson of poetry ~


____________

sun too

two hoboes wandering around the sun
cooking on their hot plate

me and a friend sometime in there
outthere in eternity

so button

you will be mouth
against river as silent teeth peeve its true switchback
there are narrative and slaves over this tent
sorrowed by the true route
its boxed in lathe not a knight's
route but weathered by owls and geese you pray


this will be you you you ~

Peer Gynt, musique de scène pour le drame de Henrik Ibsen, op.23

08:23

Edvard Grieg
Peer Gynt, musique de scène pour le drame de Henrik Ibsen, op.23
Barbara Bonney, soprano, Solveig
Urban Malmberg, baryton, Peer Gynt / Voleur
Marianne Eklöf, mezzo-soprano, Anitra
Carl Gustaf Homgren, baryton, Receleur
Maria Andersson, Monica Einarson,
Charlotte Forsberg, Filles des pâturages
Monica Einarson, soprano, Filles des pâturages
Charlotte Forsberg, soprano, Filles des pâturages
Wenche Foss, récitant, Anitra
Toralv Maurstad, récitant, Peer Gynt
Tor Stokke, récitant, Roi de la montagne / Bossu / Mouleur de boutons
Knut Buen, Hardanger fiddle (violon de la région du Hardanger)
Paul Cortese, Alto
Choeur de Chambre Pro Musica
Orchestre Symphonique de Göteborg
Neeme Järvi, direction

rediffusion du 16.03.06

réf : DG 437 842-2

at radio france vivace

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__________________________

EDVARD GRIEG

He painted with notes. He painted the people, the scenery, and the moods of Norway. In the immortal Peer Gynt Suites, Grieg captured the rising of the sun, the lamenting of a death, and, in "The Hall of the Mountain King," the imagery of a chase scene. His works contained what are yet today readily recognizable "tunes." As Grieg and his wife, Nina, strolled through the streets of Bergen, children would follow after, whistling these tunes, in tribute to the great composer. In the centuries ahead, surely the works of Grieg will continue to be whistled and hummed, and played by orchestras worldwide.

---------------------------------------------

_______________________________________________________________
James Joyce taught himself Norwegian at 17 so he could read Ibsen in the original.
__________________________

I beast that I am can barely speak and write English this humble tame language.

----------------------------------

----------------

No wonder Joyce thought that Ibsen

was a greater dramatist than Shakespeare. Look at the music that Peer Gynt yielded for Edvar Grieg.

It's astonishing ~

_____________________________

How any man creates such beauty and power with sound... I feel like such a dumb beast
a crawling animal before this grand love which swoops and flies swirls crescendoes and comes closer and closer each moment to eternity as if this music stirred in my breast something I have already known somewhere somewhere in my body? in my consciousness my soul? my previous lives or parallel ones, or perhaps future ones or others which go on at the same time ~ O love O beauty O solace ~

__________________________

and the drama of this music ~ what poetry can equal it? except perhaps Shakespeare yes, Sophocles Joyce's idea was the idea of a young man, the elder older more lived Joyce knew better ~

~ This music has charms to soothe the savage beast ~ .

o c t o b e r

radio france Web Radio du Livre > Ecouter has a very handy site.
you organize yer own set of items to listen
to

it
's
treS original ~

voila le mienne ~


Ecouter


I had tried before to do this but could not. et voila. on arrive que ca marche.

too kind ?

" you are too kind ... professor.." .... she says ... I look around...? doctor? lawyer ? beggar man thief? poet? chair man of the chiaroscuro ? of her body ? its laminated white black blue blue as her nerve?

I am not kind enough....

_________________________



in the kindergarten
in the kinder garden of your lips
lush as any lake
you were kind to this fellow feeling along the long back of your shore
a shire I stopped to play in a while
as though any other medium had hands along your thighs
no one ever as our lips
over these hush a brush lips
taking chances throwing providence its way
of making sounds
doing the rounds the doctor
rounds anointing your feet your breasts
all over my mouth

________________________

I wont forget the garden of your feet
and any other telephone call
mussed bydesire wings
alongs mouths
that tied
our
clandestine napes



~

vou s votre ~

votre francais est terrible

vous n'avez pas francais

votre francais est votre vous

vous votre vous est francais

comme un votre a vous votre vous et vous

et votre votre est vous voix vue

listening et ecoute and writing...

what beautiful musique

--------------I Spoke to the barber
I said France is such a beautiful country I said
I love Paris
I love
I love
J'aime
J'aime ~

Et j'aime beaucoup ces Chansons vertes, gaillardes et coquines du temps ....


depuis 07:00

Programme musical

Par Benjamin Hertz
2006V8827E0044
rediffusion du 24.05.06 09:13

• Chansons vertes, gaillardes et coquines du temps de François Ier et d'Henri IV : A Paris sul'petit pont (Pierre Guedron) / Le testament de l'âne (Trad. Poitou-Angoumois) / Ça me dit de boire (Trad. Nivernais)
  réf : ARION ARN 68344
  

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• et à... 09:19

  Love is strange, musique anglaise du XVIIe siècle : Corn Yairds (Anonyme) / Callinoe (Anonyme) / Trenchmore (John Johnson) / Wakefilde on a green (John Johnson)
  Le Poème Harmonique
  Vincent Dumestre, direction
  réf : ALPHA 081

histoire comique funny story

today I went for a hair cut and I'm walking
along Cotes-des-Neiges and sure enough
I find a barber, I peer in it's near 6 o'clock
and I ask are they closing and
the man says
Non Non, on ferme pas
I see in the window
a sign saying Coupe avec ciseaux
and a lady is on her way out and I first
I ask in English then realizing he's from
France, and I ask combien ca coute combien?
he says quatorze dollars
He says Comme Paris
On coup avec des ciseaux
"cheveux coupés en dégradé"
O? je dis
Ah, oui c'est bon ca ....
J'aime ca ....
Interesting
ok ok I 'll get it and he starts
talking and I say
where from ? in France
he says "Je parle argot
de Paris" "Quelle arondisement monsieur?"

"Il dits, le 12 ieme" Ah, le 12ieme... et alors and so he cuts
my hair mes cheveux
tres bon tres bon monsieur
oui oui
et c'est 35 ans il est a Montreal
he tells me all about his career cutting hair
how"a Paris on coupe pas avec des rasoirs electriques"
juste de ciseaux, monsieur? oui oui
et toute ca a duree peut-etre 15 minutes
very fun very nice oui merci il y a des gens
qui vient de les etats unis pour le hair cut

finalment quand je quitte
Il me donne son carte

Salon Simon
Haute Coiffure
Diplome de Paris

5637 Cotes -des-Neiges
Montreal, Que h3T iY8

tel (514) 7231-9114

It was fun
et alors
voila
my hair
mes cheveux sont tres beau

Mes cheveux sonts plus beau que un poème de Jules Laforgue

Mes cheveux sont pas deja vue
Mes cheveux sont vieux!

Mais mon vieux mes cheveux sont bon
oui sont bon et beau

O boy Mister D are you pas modeste?
alors on est pas modeste ni vain.

ALors une histoire de le presque deniere jour de Septembre
Une histoire comique des cheveux et le quartier Cotes-des-Neiges a Montreal
et le 12ieme arrondissement de Paris

Une vrai une histoire vécue;

Le quartier et le arrondissment de Septembre
hahahhahah
A funny story
une histoire comique

J'aime le 12iem arrondissement

Et Monsieur argot

et cette moment de "Paris" a Montreal

_______
O mister Duffy
you don't have all accents pour le francais sur votre
keyboard
O well

O alors
que-est que on peu faits?
faits? faits divers et fiat faits
et coupe de fiats

fiats coups fiats faites le coup des cheveux ~


Pardonne moi je manque des accents ~
et
en realitie il y a n'a pas des accents visibles quand on parle

ni accent aigu
ni

accent grave

mais on peu dire que il y a des accent étranger
que on entends quand il parle
alors
parle parle

monsieur accent accent
accent des mots et paroles

caprichos goya

El amor y la muerte.

1799
Aguafuerte, aguatinta bruñida y buril; 219 x 152 mm
Harris, 45.III.1
Invent/45653(10)

He says

she
in flung body
what nurture
& murder

self-assassination~

reading

reading Jude the Obscure - Thomas Hardy whose novels I've not read since high school,
and What is Philosophy? which as it turns was written by Deleuze and not by Deleuze and Guattari, although it was signed by the both. It's a very beautifu l and disarming story of co-creation creation and becomings.

I am only on the
third chapter of the Hardy book



Jude weeps as he discovers the doctor has not brought his Greek & Latin grammars finding that the doctor(who has he waited a fortnight to meet again) is a quack physican merely promoting his self interest and forgotten Jude completely. A bullshit artist. In plain vulgar language.

O dollars of sorrow!

in his biography(f. Dosse)of Gilles Deleuze and Felix Guattari there is a chapter Nous Deux- ou l'entre deux where Dosse discusses this. it's moving and fascinating that Deleuze who had written and begun to publish the book in Chimeres. agreed to cosign the work
with
his friend Felix ~

To me this is not sad,
but revealin g
of the profound
becomings of the two
two
inone
as Nathanjo
out of Finnegans Wake



humilities of love?

whose breath

___________________________________


between your bodies you are dying
between these graces night hawking round the clearing field ~
the subway night on the way home as after dark it speaks
the night



between your finger imagined ones twin the pack of lovers

over the road and grace of within the needle point hour


these clarities which manage night
but power does not know the name of love and transport

air air air
and the ruby night

you're gone dancing as a star
starting into leaning night and
lifted you wil