2008/06/30
yes ~joycE~3
The last lines of Ulysses set to music
as Yes Yes yes I saiD She saiD Said She Yes yes, yes She I said Yes Yes.... Yes I said Yes .
the first july
to any readers who happen to subscribe to this blog
it's not the best way to read it , because things
change around here more than a daily subscription
best to just read along at will
third?
2008/06/29
boon
not Peter Pan
yet closer to Pan
's rough flute
behovely as fruit
not the promography of everyday strife
or gabbled rood to top
wear & care yer hum dry salt
but breasted weave
around its cotten wheat
we're i the bu sin ess of calves
tabbed thighs
& bustin hip jerking
jeux d'eau
Richter plays
jeux d'eau
Ravel
Sunday afternoon~
Soft breeze
blow
a bit of happiness ~
Snatched ~ from the
passage of wreckage
out of the old place at last
on dit
dits on
on dits
on parle de poems on parle parle o n parle par le jamais depuis des mois des mois de moi ou elle parle parle avec moi moi avec moi parle parlez-vou s les nu its de la
__________________
comment deja l'été
est venue
et elle?
ses genoux?
sa cœur
so n cœur
________________
over at brim for variant of this post
2008/06/28
what do you know about love mister D?
i think i know it is action
do you act Mister D?
i have acted ...
who are you Mister D?
perhaps both
Master Luter mailed 500 dollars
that was action and
as other s too have
others who showed love's word
to moi descending in flames
and do you love her the one
you have not met who lives so
far away from you?
as I can in faith
yes the light to her is long
my special one ~
Lyric sky to her heart
her pregnant self bursting with gift
her big self bigger to moi than
any other yet ~
2008/06/27
2008/06/26
2008/06/25
big let down
By ISHMAEL REED
from over at Counterpunch
lisobon treaty 'impenetrable fiction'
2008/06/24
r e d gr ow ro se
tremble thigh
in shiver night
along sheath of your night
sheaf of mouth
hand of head
four breast
two heads
plus
one doubl e uni ty of body and soul
my love is like that like a red red river that grow
hommage à
everything inthis post from radiofrance culture
mission du mardi 24 juin 2008
hommage à Albert Cossery /
Exercice d'admiration n°3 : James Baldwin par Alain Mabanckou
C'est finalement un mardi en littérature auquel Tout arrive ! vous convie ce jour, avec célébration de grands disparus... En effet, nous re-programmons pour commencer un incroyable Tout arrive ! enregistré en juin 2004 en compagnie d'Albert Cossery, dont on a appris hier la disparition. Incroyable, car l'écrivain dont l'oeuvre toute entière racontait l'Egypte n'avait plus à l'époque qu'un souffle en guise de voix. Et pourtant on l'entend, lui, se raconter ici au côté de ses proches... (plus d'informations et bibliographie dans nos archives SUR CETTE PAGE). Cette fois c'est Alain Mabanckou qui, en echo avec l'article qu'il fait paraître dans le magazine, vient confier son admiration et son dû à James Baldwin. |
via radio france culture
Rétention :pourquoi Vincennes a brûlé
"C’était le plus grand centre de rétention administrative (CRA) de France. Tête de pont de la politique d’expulsion chiffrée; «cocotte-minute» inquiétante au gré des protestations et des grèves de la faim de ses occupants. Depuis dimanche, les deux bâtiments du CRA de Vincennes (Val-de-Marne) ne sont plus que décombres, dérisoirement entourés de barbelés. Détruits par un incendie volontaire au terme d’un nouvel épisode de tension. Ceux qui vivaient là et qui ont été transférés vers d’autres centres resteront dans l’histoire de l’immigration en France comme «les mutins de Vincennes». L’incendie à peine éteint, la polémique a enflé à la fois sur les causes de cette «mutinerie» et sur la politique de reconduite aux frontières."
via Liberation
La mort d’un sans-papiers a-t-elle provoqué l’incendie ?
fire~! fire ~ feu feu!
2008/06/23
city divided.....city light...
from
Journeyman Pictures
not quite May 6...8
June 2008
to see the video follow the embedded link....journeyman videos
Has the city anywhere gathered its dispossed? we know mister sarkozy.... is the reactionary paranoid force ...
The residents of Paris' outer-suburb ghettos feel angry and disillusioned by a seemingly indifferent government. With unemployment at 40% in these areas, resentment runs deep. Sarkozy, who dubbed these residents as "scum" in 2005, has become a hate figure. Suspicion of police is also rife, particularly after two boys died while running from police in the 2005 riots. Samir, a father of two, says; "at the smallest disturbance they send in 50 busloads of riot police, blockade the whole neighbourhood and harass everyone. I can't imagine my girls growing up here." Racism is another ongoing problem. One resident states; "I am French but look at my skin. It means I can never feel French."
feeling not part of
outside
left off as shit
not part of the republic
the dominion
the confederation
the family
community
citizen
country
city
friends
isole
isolated
marching
empty
breath
2008/06/22
p e a c e
peace to the soul of misteR cossery
and
surround
his
soul
&
the world'
s
soul
yours too ~
albert cossery ... men god forgot... has moved along to the next world....
Men God Forgot is the sole book of Crossery's which I've read, and that was by way of the introduction of Henry Miller. i might have a copy of that old, and small sized hard back edition ... somewhere.... amazing the things which happen all these years later.... i've not read him since the 70's.... it must've been back when i was sharing digs with David,
fly
now his s o u l
Albert Cossery (left); a still from Asma el-Bakry's Egyptian film production of Mendiants et orgueilleux
Albert Cossery, un prophète de la dérision est mort
Le grand écrivain égyptien de langue française vivait à Saint-Germain-des-Prés depuis une soixantaine d'années. C'est là qu'Albert Cossery est mort, dans sa chambre, ce dimanche 22 juin à l'âge de 94 ans. Dans son dernier livre, «les Couleurs de l'infamie», en 1999, il remettait au goût du jour la gaieté stendhalienne. Fabrice Pliskin l'avait alors rencontréthe last siesta the final sweet sleep ~
Albert Cossery, 'Voltaire of the Nile,' dies at 94
exploring European and "independent" Egyptian film"Some of the other festival films include Eyad Taha's Al-Sabiya Wal-Hashash (The Young Girl and the Hashish Smoker), based on a story by Albert Cossery; "
The record of a life Oeuvres complètes (Complete Works), 2 volumes, Albert Cossery, Paris: Editions Jo‘lle Losfeld/ Gallimard, 2005. pp608 & 624
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blake's milton
Preface.t
The Stolen and Perverted Writings of Homer & Ovid: of Plato & Cicero. which all Men ought to contemn: are set up by artifice against the Sublime of the Bible. but when the New Age is at leisure to Pronounce; all will be set right: & those Grand Works of the more ancient & consciously & professedly Inspired Men, will hold their proper rank, & the Daughters of Memory shall become the Daughters of Inspiration. Shakspeare & Milton were both curbd by the general malady & infection from the silly Greek & Latin slaves of the Sword.
Rouze up O Young Men of the New Age! set your foreheads against the ignorant Hirelings! For we have Hirelings in the Camp, the Court, & the University: who would if they could, for ever depress Mental & prolong Corporeal War. Painters! on you I call! Sculptors! Architects! Suffer not the fash[i]onable Fools to depress your powers by the prices they pretend to give for contemptible works or the expensive advertizing boasts that they make of such works; believe Christ & his Apostles that there is a Class of Men whose whole delight is in Destroying. We do not want either Greek or Roman Models if we are but just & true to our own Imaginations, those Worlds of Eternity in which we shall live for ever; in Jesus our Lord.
And did those feet in ancient time, | |
Walk upon Englands mountains green: | |
And was the holy Lamb of God, | |
On Englands pleasant pastures seen! |
And did the Countenance Divine, | 5 |
Shine forth upon our clouded hills? | |
And was Jerusalem builded here, | |
Among these dark Satanic Mills? |
Bring me my Bow of burning gold: | |
Bring me my Arrows of desire: | 10 |
Bring me my Spear: O clouds unfold! | |
Bring me my Chariot of fire! |
I will not cease from Mental Fight, | |
Nor shall my Sword sleep in my hand: | |
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Till we have built Jerusalem, | 15 |
In Englands green & pleasant Land. |
Would to God that all the Lords people were Prophets. |
MILTON
Book the First
Daughters of Beulah! Muses who inspire the Poets Song Record the journey of immortal Milton thro' your Realms Of terror & mild moony lustre, in soft sexual delusions Of varied beauty, to delight the wanderer and repose His burning thirst & freezing hunger! Come into my band 5 By your mild power; descending down the Nerves of my right arm From out the Portals of my Brain, where by your ministry The Eternal Great Humanity Divine. planted his Paradise, And in it caus'd the Spectres of the Dead to take sweet forms In likeness of himself. Tell also of the False Tongue! vegetated 10 Beneath your land of shadows: of its sacrifices. and Its offerings; even till Jesus, the image of the Invisible God Became its prey; a curec, an offering, and an atonement, For Death Eternal in the heavens of Albion, & before the Gates Of Jerusalem his Emanation, in the heavens beneath Beulah 15
Say first! what mov'd Milton, who walkd about in Eternity One hundred years, pondring the intricate mazes of Providence Unhappy tho in heav'n, he obey'd, he murmur'd not. he was silent S Viewing his Sixfold Emanation scatter'd thro' the deep In torment! To go into the deep her to redeem & himself perish? 20 What cause at length mov'd Milton to this unexampled deed[?]t A Bards prophetic Song! for sitting at eternal tables, Terrific among the Sons of Albion in chorus solemn & loud A Bard broke forth! all sat attentive to the awful man.
Mark well my words! they are of your eternal salvation: 25
Three Classes are Created by the Hammer of Los, & Woven t By Enitharmons Looms when Albion was slain upon his Mountainst And in his Tent, thro envy of Living Form, even of the Divine Vision And of the sports of Wisdom in the Human Imagination Which is the Divine Body of the Lord Jesus, blessed for ever. Mark well my words. they are of your eternal salvation: 5
Urizen lay in darkness & solitude, in chains of the mind lock'd up Los siezd his Hammer & Tongs; he labourd at his resolute Anvil
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Poets discuss soul of dead poet. eclectic becomings
of the soul travails and travel. from journey to journey.
More of Blake 's Milton at Brim
William Blake, 'Satan Calling up his Legions' about 1804. Museum no. P.8-1950
William Blake (1757-1827)
'Satan Calling up his Legions'
About 1804
Tempera on canvas
Illustration to Milton's 'Paradise Lost', Book 1
Museum no. P.8-1950Blake's antipathy to the standard methods of oil painting led him to use tempera, in which pigments are mixed with egg or animal glue. Unfortunately, most of his tempera pictures have darkened disastrously. This illustration to 'Paradise Lost' was owned for many years by Samuel Palmer, who shared Blake's unbounded enthusiasm for Milton's poetry.
2008/06/21
name 2
a baby city compared contr, to yers, a grand lightening in the sky ,,
o f be a uty ,
did you knowthe world's filled with monster?
horns stuck out and stupidit the average norm
maniacs running the roost?
yes, maniacs, stupidity, le bêtise tout par tout
plein des connes des betes
vraiment sont pas des bêtes naturel
sont des bêtes humains comme vous savez bien
nor stupid
nor anything
but wine
to
this solo
needle i am
this time
building
building
not far far
close close city ocean
provinces continents
close near
near close
window door
window door
your
window
door
you r window
yer hands
ive not yet kissed
nor forgotten
were you...
i sat in waiting for you
ghost
ghost
not ghost
host of heart
throb of me
intelligence
of nearness beauty
yer words not forgot
this body of mine holding
them
as if they were you
apartment wander of beauty
yer kicking beauty
blinded spellbound me
never forgotten
the intelligence of your speech
tensed me to thrilled beauty
j'écoute l'air des chansons de cœur a cœur
je me sens en exile en hors de france
france
mon pays non vue longtemps
long temps pays de mon coeur
mon cœur toi le dame plus intelligent
que j'ai jamais rencontrez
c'est de toi
c'est n'est pas un métaphore
tu sais?
tu
tu
vous
vous
tu
vous tu
vous tu
tu vous
et je parle de Toi pas le pays....
je parle de toi
a toi toi de toi
un batiste peu être un quartier fasciste
un cimetière
des
cons
de persécution par négligence
est-ce que je suis fâche?
oui non
non oui
c'est comique
eh?
comique
faicheurs de clifford duffy
"faicheurs" c'est n'est pas un mot
alors, fuck that
c'est un mot
~
je cree des mots
des paroles
patrole
pour toi
non connue
non vue
Toi
et le these?
presque fini et complete
c'est un follie n'est ce pas
tu pense que peut-etre
je oublie moi?
que je pue oublie un Toi
comme Toi?
un Toi
si rare
qu e
mon cœur
cœur
un vie
le votre
vos lèvres
toi
touts
this at radio
> CHANSON - BOUM !
Barbara Thaleim
par Hélène Hazera
Avec : Barbara Thaleim, Chanteuse.
Née en RDA, Barbara Thaleim est une intrigante chanteuse allemande, puissante, cinglante. Pour son dernier album elle s'est mise au français, accompagnée par un accordéoniste français Jean Pacoulet.
Réalisation : Patrick Molinier
suport
and if I could. I'd not vote for him nor any democrat. not after the shame of this
week and the shame of their omissiveness about this telecom bill
obama
is a nice man charismatic and the rest of i,t,
but he wont stand up taller than that
shame on him
for this especially
there were other matters that gave me pause
and doubt
however, they were not enuff
this is.
bye bye Obama
2008/06/20
n a m e ~
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it's alway lovE` as desire brushed the bowl
yer heart speakin'
as clocks click mates to carrying love
yer hair gleamin' like a sunshine
lover lover the night is young I thin k of your n a m e
homage to karlheinz stockhausen
Via radio france culture `
émission du lundi 16 juin 2008 the first time I heard this composer I was eighteen, nineteen... Iwas taken away right off and into the wonderful worlds of music he composed... I can't remember the name o f that first album nor can I describe, but I was hooked.... and here now these many years later, he has passed on.. to the music perhaps in the sky of aftering afterward immanence.... Hommage à Karlheinz Stockhausen (rediffusion de la série du 24 au 28 décembre 2007)
Le 5 décembre dernier, disparaissait Karlheinz Stockhausen. |
Wonder
if we'd made love
which we never have yet ~
I wonder how you are
how your fingers
if they play strings
I wonder about you
your voice hearing faintly echo
your voice in
me
how you'd sound ~
2008/06/19
cour de monde
has that look
s[h]e does.
..
to varying
degrees
ending
Henry Fuseli
Courtesan with an Elaborate Head-dress (Kurtisane mit Federschmuck) circa 1800-1810
Pen, pencil and watercolour on paper, 283 x 200 mm
Lent by the Kunsthaus, Zürich on loan from the Gottfried Keller Foundation
2008/06/18
two rembrandts
he 2
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is there not more ? mister D?
Ach, indeed there is and I'll tell more
more,I'll tattle tale bit and piece
of their strange story, s ortie
their strange of love ~ and sail ~
will you tell it whole?
well, you know me, i'll tell it as I can
as I can & thinkin of her ` grace and beauty
her lips untasted
her haunches unloved by me
he
2008/06/17
2008/06/15
rotate
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rotate the sun a glance
mooring at its pace
steadied by tallness and gall in weather
winking sun blustered by her rope maid
ferrying the weight
trampolined by its desire
2008/06/14
no to lisbon treaty
irish reject the Lisbon Treaty
The Irish have rejected the Lisbon Treaty.
Nosemonkey, a committed pro-European, has some advice for the EU leaders:
Note to the EU: for Christ’s sake, can we please actually THINK about the next step this time? In detail? Preferably without the assumption that the people are too stupid to notice what you’re trying to pull on them.
The European project was started by political elites as a trade association with delusions of grandeur. It is now much, much more than that, with competence creep after competence creep. It is too unwieldy and unaccountable for the people of a continent with more than its fair experience of despotism and dictatorship not to start taking offence if it continues down the route of “what we say goes, and there’s not much you can do about it”.
The Lisbon Treaty is dead - don’t make the same mistake as last time of trying to dress up the corpse to make it look a bit different. Accept the fundamental failure of the treaty (and constitution), and accept that a far more radical solution is vital. A complete rethink. A deep, serious analysis of what the EU is and what it is for - and, most importantly, what the European people think it is for."
Ireland's voters have rejected the Lisbon Treaty.
Friday, June 13, 2008
Ireland votes ‘No’! - Rejoice! Rejoice! Rejoice!
Cowen facing EU nightmare
By Fionnan Sheahan Political Editor
Saturday June 14 2008
TAOISEACH Brian Cowen faces a political and economic nightmare -- at home and abroad -- after voters resoundingly rejected the Lisbon Treaty.
The defeat of the treaty, by a majority of almost 110,000, creates a major political headache across the European Union.
Just a month after becoming Taoiseach, Mr Cowen failed his first test as leader of the country, with the 'No' camp winning by 53pc to 47pc -- and a European treaty being defeated here for the second time.
Mr Cowen goes to Brussels next week to explain the way ahead following the most embarrassing result in Ireland's history in the European Union.
Europe struggles to keep reform plans alive after Irish reject treaty
Saturday, 14 June 2008
Political leaders across Europe were trying desperately last night to keep EU reform plans on track after Irish voters overwhelmingly rejected the Lisbon Treaty.
The French and German governments led calls for the other 26 EU nations to push ahead regardless with the ratification of the treaty. But senior officials in Brussels accepted that – unless Ireland could be persuaded to stage a second referendum next year – seven years of painful negotiations to simplify and streamline the governance of the EU had come to nothing
2008/06/13
clarao2
Transformer le temps en volume....
Duration: 12:06Recorded: 17 November 2007Location:nanterres
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Mister Genet discussed . as the volume of time. pages. flutter. gather rise, rose to end .
autre version ici
volume de temps beauté de temps miroir
Je ne parle pas d’une beauté académique, mais de l’impalpable — innommable — joie des corps, des visages, des cris, des paroles qui cessent d’être mortes, je veux dire une joie sensuelle et si forte qu’elle veut chasser tout érotisme .
2008/06/12
...'Europe holds its breath for result of Ireland's vote -......
old yer breath Europe ` held yer breathing European
holding yer breath yer breast
yer girth
told tale of swimming seas
the Irish ~
Swimmin the Irish sea
swim th e breath sea Irish girth
Europe holds its breath for result of Ireland's vote - Europe, World - The Independent
2008/06/11
clopped clIp
delightful dainties
yer [her]legs are long as desire
be they short or winged
with sweet flames
kissed hipped And a hitan a hip kiss dance
eyesdo your eyesDo // lips weave?
dance?yes,
legs
long
long legs
skirts
short legs dressesnts
beauty desire
pa
legs
love
legs
love pant legs
inspire
me dear
and hip
and a hipyer slip slip
clip clip
clop clop
slip no one wears slips anymore
yer [hip]slip slips
falls off clipcLOPan a hip
kissed
2008/06/10
goin coming ~
clothes half hanging out of bag baggage is this arrival departure?
movin moving moving not a movie or film but movin' movin ' yep
yea after the time all the time time it took to
where you to go ? go to where do you know?
Roma,Bucherest Athens, Naples, then Athens, Naples Vienna, then zigzag yer tagging slope souped up can heading thiswaythat
'n Paris Paris Paris ?
Tousjours Paree Paree Paree mon maree Paree Lutetia mon amour
Amour Lutetia mon Lutet amour amant~
Will you go go?
where it will go you?
go go
go go
Montreal Vancouver Toronto Sussex Dublim London Paris Tours Lyons Limousine
'expecting'
.
meted mitts glove baseball.
word before mouth is pop goes the weasel
yer shelving day fishes,
crêpe soles
filet de mignon
now what's that hatch
double speak hitching from yer mouth
tied anchor man to keel
her breasts floated
were flotillas
whole armadas of them
dumb before the world's savvy passage
savoy honey brained her braided hair
hummer and honey
down the long wind of her neck
them street in Venice, Roma, Vienna
chariot of the gods
Low down is hoedown I was expecting a phone call that never got back the president of love married the sister of trees. mrs. schizophrene and her boyfriend.
2008/06/09
france vivace
Programme musical
Mozart et le piano (1784-1786)
Par Benjamin Hertz
2006V8826E0029
rediffusion du 09.11.06
*
19:00
Par Benjamin Hertz
2006V8826E0029
rediffusion du 09.11.06
*
et à...
22:00
Par Robert Rudolf
2008V8831E0015
france vivace
economies of desire
'aboulie'? anomie? is that? she wear river. red . silent socks gree. I pictured her feet. pitter
pattering over clattered floor to me , to moi ~
green helmet/
sage dresses
breasted by cotton nocturnal dresses ~
Go tell It'
Go tell it ~
keep yer democracy going growing glowing
Broadcast Legend Bill Moyers on Media Reform: "Democracy Only Works When Ordinary People Claim It as Their Own"
More than 3,500 people gathered in Minneapolis this weekend for the fourth annual National Conference for Media Reform, organized by the group Free Press. The thousands of participants took part in panel discussions and strategized on efforts to fight media consolidation and democratize the airwaves. We play the electrifying keynote address by legendary journalist Bill Moyers
2008/06/08
michel serres
french thinker and writer ~ interview'd
Michel Serres : les putes, mères de la marque (logo)
via corps sans organes ~ M ichel Serres
2008/06/06
bingo
riverrun, past Eve and Adam's, from swerve of shore to bend
of bay, brings us by a commodius vicus of recirculation back to
Howth Castle and Environs.
Sir Tristram, violer d'amores, fr'over the short sea, had passen-
core rearrived from North Armorica on this side the scraggy
isthmus of Europe Minor to wielderfight his penisolate war: nor
had topsawyer's rocks by the stream Oconee exaggerated themselse
to Laurens County's gorgios while they went doublin their mumper
all the time: nor avoice from afire bellowsed mishe mishe to
tauftauf thuartpeatrick: not yet, though venissoon after, had a
kidscad buttended a bland old isaac: not yet, though all's fair in
vanessy, were sosie sesthers wroth with twone nathandjoe. Rot a
peck of pa's malt had Jhem or Shen brewed by arclight and rory
end to the regginbrow was to be seen ringsome on the aquaface.
The fall (bababadalgharaghtakamminarronnkonnbronntonner-
ronntuonnthunntrovarrhounawnskawntoohoohoordenenthur-
nuk!) of a once wallstrait oldparr is retaled early in bed and later
on life down through all christian minstrelsy. The great fall of the
offwall entailed at such short notice the pftjschute of Finnegan,
erse solid man, that the humptyhillhead of humself prumptly sends
an unquiring one well to the west in quest of his tumptytumtoes:
and their upturnpikepointandplace is at the knock out in the park
where oranges have been laid to rust upon the green since dev-
linsfirst loved livvy.
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