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2006/09/19

really

really a book is a book i s a book. why people use that word 'chap' book is beyond me.

why not chapel book
or chaplet book

or ch
book

oR a book?


chaplet bk be thy pal
over hook and nail
ill be yer gal
yer girdle in a tizzy!



me oh my
my chapel perilous
& my swanky wanky pank

pankins! to you!!!




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it appears someone took over taking the brim!

2006/09/17

wreck beacj saddhu

I have come to Wreck Beach Vancouver

I have come to naked

India

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Photos never say the Story of Stink Smell Rank Odour. Edith, remember that word, Rank I said. Papers. nt computers.

not here there in the body's butoh
naked
of this & those others
waking bodies limb thoughts


pas pas not not trapped not trapped
but the mud s free ing glances
not to hear the explaining
voice of death
its shitty diggers
whose arted he real




no clothes

leave clothes too

water s clean face


mud water




near where I live Saddhu Sihkh all seek divine




i dont live in India, I live near India
in the ganges here in the neighborhood of strange travels


of a higher power of many we speak of one but many is actual



"A saddhu - an Indian holy man/priest
These are men who give up the constraints of life to become religious holy men often associated with a particular temple. Unfortunately, far too often they become beggars encouraging tourists to take their picture for money and many are not true priests but men playing dress-up to earn a living." this comment from atravel blog does not surprise. me. but then, since when has the divine and its orients, its travellers surprised anyone? has no the master always show in his changing shape in the man wanting to make a buck? is the Shaman not a Sham? Sham of shambles the god of literature is a Crook with
his crooked Staff

Mercury the fucky
Plucky god
of forge
& forgery

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the worries of poetry
dont worry me
with their fights
& chains
of doubts
& dearth

.
silly boy speaks to Picasso to Basho

had Pound read Basho
he might not have got into so
much trouble
[not just old Poundy (gods rest his souling)
tho_everyone]


. flinging song around
the unI-Verse which is a Big
Poem
not a severe
not a server one
but a manymany one
shaman

done









I have cometo the holy city of Benares
mountains in China


Japan

You have come to the holy city
of Montreal

goya-Caprice



















'what does that old spook want anyways?'


























'Passons vite sur Puget, dont nous avons déjà touché deux mots, passons Watteau sur lequel nous nous sommes déjà attardés à l’occasion d’autres textes, et dont Baudelaire cherche plus à traduire le climat si particulier que d’évoquer tel ou tel tableau. Arrêtons-nous plutôt sur l’évocation de Goya, Goya dont l’influence sur Baudelaire a été déterminante, comme a pu le montrer, notamment, Jean Prévost (op. cit. p. 118-132).



Le quatrain que lui consacre Baudelaire est tout entier inspiré par des images extraites des Caprichos (Caprices). On se reportera utilement à l’article consacré aux Quelques caricaturistes étrangers par Baudelaire (O.C. p. 1017-1020). Le "cauchemar plein de choses inconnues" c'est sans doute le Caprice n° 43 ("Le Sommeil de la Raison produit des monstres"), où l'artiste s'est représenté endormi, affalé sur une table, tandis que volent, au-dessus de sa tête, de monstrueux oiseaux de nuit. Les "fœtus qu'on fait cuire au milieu des sabbats" sont ceux des planches 45, 69, 20 ou 19 (où trois sorcières font rôtir un avorton à la broche). La planche 55 ("Jusqu'à la mort"), montre une caricature probable de la duchesse de Benavente sous les traits d'une "vieille au miroir", horrible créature se parant sous le regard ironique d'une jeune suivante. Enfin, les "enfants" qui ajustent leurs bas font songer à la jeune fille de la planche 17 ("Il le faut bien ajusté"), qui tire un de ses bas sous l'œil d'une possible entremetteuse. '

En ce qui concerne les Caprices de Goya, 
voir



wesleyangoya


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2006/09/16

fragmentation analogue

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fragmentation analogue is not poetry

is not schizologue
or the orient desktop despot


or the rainment on yer shoulders as wings to barren men



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tired tired tired she was tired
she was tired was tied up was the
excuse of her death while the
war rolled on

chips of the old block stuck in her death.

in the body yesterday, death and life.

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Why do you putta period there, when there is no sentence, ask Mister David Antin



Or James Ulysses Finnegans wake as it cutters over page about paris and the front desk of hemingway and others. over the anxiety she felt about his work why? why others out of memory and time kept off the page, out of the versus canon , canon cannnon

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2006/09/15

rimbaud as drawn by verlaine not too long before his departure ...




Ô saisons, ô châteaux


Ô saisons, ô châteaux,
Quelle âme est sans défauts ?

Ô saisons, ô châteaux,

J'ai fait la magique étude
Du Bonheur, que nul n'élude.

Ô vive lui, chaque fois
Que chante son coq gaulois.

Mais ! je n'aurai plus d'envie,
Il s'est chargé de ma vie.

Ce Charme ! il prit âme et corps,
Et dispersa tous efforts.

Que comprendre à ma parole ?
Il fait qu'elle fuie et vole !

Ô saisons, ô châteaux !

[Et, si le malheur m'entraîne,
Sa disgrâce m'est certaine.

Il faut que son dédain, las !
Me livre au plus prompt trépas !

- Ô Saisons, ô Châteaux !
Quelle âme est sans défauts ?]


o_saisons

2006/09/14

seeks close to god: saddhu

what happens to the anxiety of influnce ? the poet must answer
ina dog day night, not the talking chops
of
what is this but the denial of the possibility of immanence?


but not the one god and its gangster ways.


over th crows of fathering
close to divine

2006/09/01

listen what sort of



listen what sort of non-sense is this? semiosis? schizOury and mothers welcome!quitt prenteding u are eldorra mitchell! cause I cause I am not from territory I am from deterritory.... imagine being mad at Old Sartre but too much a of a good thing is good! enuff shes ayes! ayes my ass!! Octaviour OPaz and Skins change my dear!! So listen, dont gimm e no shite about the BWO!!!sincere as Hart Crane's poetry? as Old El Paso!?? howsincere is that?Listen when she called, and you stopped your bloody schizo dialogue, what do you think Bingo says about all this, that she boughtt the bog which brought the ring and caged the force of captured Plane Heart waits for the End to Start? and he went and spoke to them en personne!!yea, we heard, al L about it, tell you all abouT it!HOMOSEXUAL TO THE BOOTS!

let me ask you about Professors, Professor Challenger SEE~!!!!!!!!

Deterritory:verlainelefou asks?
Does anyone know if Pierre-Felix Guattari was homosexual. it seems that he was, orr if not when he was livin' with Tony Negri. He was once at a party called LesFouFounes Electrique and asked S.Lotringer, and this guy Lot-ringer said it was all true. But that being French he was not truly hip to what the alcoholism was. She decided to say Pierre-Felix cause it sounds niceR than Felix which means faith. G.G enosko wrote a book which we read sort of and it says in it that this girl Guattari was not married Only to Deleuze. I am not even sure she knows who Deleuze was. I mean, ask that French phony Guydeborder, he was in this list, but left, cause she was a fake and a phony worse than You kno who , but I won't say. Why does Gdeleuze say he was assfucked.Pretending he didn't believe in god!



Ther E aint nothing wrong with God. Or transcendence but that Algerian guy Dereader thinks there is, soe veryone kissed his arse!When we students in Paris, not for long, cause she got us kicked out, something about sluts, and Italians, she went for some months to those long and crowded Tuesday afternoons!!One thing she said, that you Can say for sure about G Deleuze was that he was sincere!!

at this point everyoE rose Up applauding in unison
shouting I am Chinese
I am Chinese
I am Chinese

I am Eldora Mitchell
Its me Its me
Its me Its me
Its me
Me
Me
Me