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2010/12/28

OF











orpheecdpoet 




















the air breathes



3   moments   ago to go







orpheecd











the air breathes your solace


 12   seconds go    ( let) go







oet orpheecdpoet










you have been many lovers


4 months  go ~







oecdpoet











                                                           belated relateds 






                                            10 minutes







orphe
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bloggin lots/ doin this that and gotta run best to all ~ the moment of arrival's a kiss room for work there (inside a lover'smouth there's no room)


22 Dec




                                                                  28 second(e)s 
                                                                                           (the e as in )


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ama mister ama's got no spine~ a spoor a spine a wine to dine the dead  power's dog is thrifty


21 Dec



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re poets http://radioradiodeleuze.blogspot.com/2010/12/oliphant-politisse-to-limit.html


19 Dec





                                                                     eight seconds (please) seconds please  helping


                                                         et










poets disappear daily/ yet verse goes ~ infnite? 
                                                                                      no its immanent to the instant ~


19 Dec (the earth is immanent to its thrust )
 
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heecd









paPapPAJoyCe inVent'd the 20Th Cent ~


17 Dec







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rhizome 1billion the 'GrAnD' daddy of prosepoultry



 second to minute go






                                                                    by orphe
                                                                                       orpheepdf




                                                           go seconds  

                                                                                                                                                          





















































                                                                                                                                                    





2010/12/21

..'all








Small is relative/to the weight of the moment/ as for me I m interested in quantums/ he said to two too ~multiple &add this 'later'












Small is relative/to the weight of the moment/ as for me I m interested in quantums/ he said to two too ~multiple &add this 'later'







Small is relative/to the weight of the moment/ as for me I m interested in quantums/ he said to two too ~multiple &add this 'later'




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howsmallitsall~
howsmallitsall



2010/12/19

felled




 felled by the hour smooth to its deleterious sense you try you bleed tarry
the powers that be come down hammer top of revenge reverberating through










So Jill sees the sense, buries the sense, trove of cents recovered by the hip plate of her love. A mouth
any lover knows its seeming is thus: a rain coat, a black jacket, tender morning hours, fetlock, hoof,
and winding coat.








if it murmurs it's because love's the goat . And several  others 
that reckon the need  ... not  a jailor's award nor the power that wishes it wasn't . yet chancres the ruins of young men, in the certainties of arrogating                 




Jill moves the tent
            rove  the bleeding ....







red







there were  nights
this   one
jewel'd  its merit
knifed  its thieves
harried  its subjects      the preferred one wept
his crying sheet


spurned by the field



hauling over air
its gulf  mist
buried  ocean  see
its spent tear
lambed by the fixed closet
its jesus prayed by
door wombed
feather
she's dictionary her
goose berry
her
goose
song
I've held timber
by
the fox night
rambler to any rambler
forest to any wooded terrace
not for millionaires



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Bene





Carmelo Bene  L'amore di dio  da   Salomé 

2010/12/18

fantasy 2010 labour work....








An idea to free time  ~ as in take out clocks, , wages,, circuLate the wealth of nation  ,, zz,, the free oil drills of the idea to free time  ~ as in take out clocks, , wages,, circuLate the wealth of nation  ,, zz,, the free oil drills of the


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fantasy 200 labour work....

 Le revenu de base démontre 
que l’égalité, loin d’être l’ennemie de la liberté, 
en est la condition »

Une utopie élitiste ?

_____A Fantasy in 2 parts and more___________





Revenu garanti, « la première vision positive 
du XXIe siècle »

Et vous, quel travail feriez-vous si votre revenu était assuré ?




Le « droit au travail »,
un non-sens :
« Il n’existe pas de droit à être obligé
de faire quelque chose »

« Contrairement à ce qu’on pourrait croire, 
la “valeur travail” est bien plus ancrée en France 
qu’en Allemagne ou en Suisse »


Mona Chollet 
Avec Thomas Lemahieu

Revenu garanti, « la première vision positive
du XXIe siècle »


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2010/12/17

2010/12/16

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2010/12/15


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Come on in my Kitchen

Robert Johnson - Come on in my Kitchen

2010/12/14

Now a Hint







my darling never having had you
how can I lose you
when I say to myself in a huddle 
I lost her
it's a recollection 
from another life
you become the span of connection
and surely the fever of then to now
a clue then a choice
but choosing is gone past here
in the stir and cut

now a hint of this love
told and retold
angelic dysanglic bad news good news 
then hope the telegift sent

in the other years there were others
who called me able and capable 
in the crisis I called 
they answered  
there was no dodging 
come to me 
angel dolphin fish
I loved them then 
denied after
always no to me
never loved 
was a lie
the spit of passion
not love's convection

so long I ran
the waiting spy
boy was I tired
so long god
and passed out

I have to go now

give me the blankets




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 It's from the second part of the book which is
called Undisplayed Spaces
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 Here is a poem from my first published book (1984)__ (way back a thousand years ago, in 1984  ~  I don't think I've made any revisions on it except when  performing . Then one changes things around... it's fun because then the text rewrites itself according to the occasion.
it seems I may have balled upsome of the lines and forgotten one or two  ~




2010/12/10

__________________________Virtual/actual/Possible



The external quick time link found by way of









A sight for eyes and mind.




I Sing the body electric >_that's Walt Whitman>>>

Now And about desire __



"lack and desire: In a tradition that reaches from Plato to Lacan and beyond, desire has been understood as negative, abyssal, a lack at the level of ontology itself (this was most clearly articulated in Hegel's understanding of the lack [of the object] of desire being the necessary condition for the maintenance of desire), a lack in being that strives to be filled through the (impossible) attainment of an object. Lacan calls this lack un manque-à-être a "want-to-be" (or a wannabe ?) 


For Georg Simmel, "the possibility of desire is the possibility of objects of desire." (The Philosophy of Money, p. 66)

For Simmel enjoyment is a unity similar to the state prior to the differentiation of subject and object. With the observation that "our mind has a remarkable ability to think of contents as being independent of the act of thinking, he observes that "In desiring what we do not yet own or enjoy, we place the content of our desire outselves....We desire objects only if they are not immediately given to us for our use and enjoyment; that is, to the extent that they resist our desire." Value is characterized by this separation, which takes the form of a claim or demand. 


The purpose of establishing a distance is that it should be overcome. Withdrawal and approach are the two sides of our relationship to objects, which we call subjectively our desire and objectively their value. For Simmel, aesthetic value is the most complete projection of our feelings. "The content of the feeling is, as it were, absorbed by the object and confronts the subject as something which has autonomous significance, which is inherent in the object." (p.73)




can you dig it?
a subject object


a face state
a trans-versal


where the versal
is the versicle of yer body
smile
slidin'
over


fire sheet
like an ol
den
day
epic
simile
a
thing to
wear
Hadam
&
Heve
big bellied
in the mustard sun
corn stalks
blasted by midafternoon wind
bulky blustery wind




that blows
until his Cheeks Puff Out
all the sky
long


gone


&






more

OR_PhEus





When Orpheus knottied the tie, he kicked the boat off, bad poems
were always easier to write than good ones. Like chapeled
loves hounding the day. Or stupid eleven o'clocks with
no one in them, and themes that buried themselves in books,
or eventide mornings with sown words
of tractors and detective novels, or girls you didn't really want
and vicarious lives of various lovers and their severals sons, never mind their daughters. When all the saps wore sentiment green and were blue and tabloid. That was how you made a poem , looking for the hard voice , letting go of the trite one.



Some summer evening she came to me, a surprise around
the sunrise, and she tangled green with her forest,
and mine of course, our genitals forest caught in the free
play of her belly. she snorted up at us when we was done!


Gosh we had made the mountain come! it was faith
and fides coming to us, the mountain you know that story, now
come here and let me ___ Yes, slide my hand , cup
it , cup my hand , under your breast, watermelon style of kisses and weaves . Gentle Orpheus be my song, she said, Come my dancer, Hung me tight. We hung all night. We hung all night. A song of medieval proportion and delight.




I found her body outside on the porch, note I say the
porch not the portico of some diamond ring, and her
painting body lay in my head, on my chest for weeks. I recall lying under it after we had 'made love'. As if we could make anything! and imagine saying we 'made' love, as if we could make
love do anything at all, when he, as always, was calling the shots.


I learned how to write in those days doing the impossible. Rhymes of her feet, metrics of her nose, grading of her body from toes to teeth. Her amber flesh and iambic pavement was
the sole body on which I trod . Dreaming of the song
of duty later in the night. Her hand froze on the table. She had
travelled the distance. She eyed the moment, knowing it had come like a snow man to kiss her, free her, and make her bridge quieter.

Was that really her name in a prose honesty of desire that could not be said? I loved the way she prosed my name against her thighs holding my hand as she said it.

Orpheus was bold in those days!
and ampersand Eurydice was a cheeky girl!!
in the halve nights and whole wakes of their date and dime .





Now if desire wasn't hidden in that then I am the king's
meow he said lapping her eyes to the night. Midriff knights
of bay and faith was her love her desire .

You are happy .



2010/12/06

undity phantasms _________________the relationship machine ~

 going. I'd rather be in bed with you than standing around like a dope on either of those damn days!
it was you fellow schizo reader... a/o et m/pl no face all love. gloved hands, a body of love. 
people say they love each other everyday, go to bed with someone, and never see them again. sorry for your sorrow. you picked the wrong person. there are people who aren't like that. take care of yourself and find  fin  fine fine soNoRe SoNoRe
mais c'est pas fine
 estie estie estie cest pas fine
someone who's more along your own lines of love. 
O please stand on your head, and get a hold a me
O please stand on your head, and get a hold a me 
etter get cracking 
people say they love each other everyday, go to bed with someone, and never see them again. sorry for your sorrow. you picked the wrong persetter get cracking on. there are people who aren't like that. take care of yourself and find someone who's more along your own lines of love. 

it was you fellow schizo reader... a/o et m/pl no face all love. gloved hands, a body of love. You give up too easily. You give up too easily. You give up too easily. 
You better get cracking . xmasistmas and that other bourgeois holiday are around the corner_ so let's get this thing of ours going. I'd rather be in bed with you than standing around like a dope on either of those damn days! You better get cracking . xmasmas and that other bourgeois holiday are around the corner_ so let's get this thing of ours going. I'd rather be in bed with you than standing around like a dope on either of those damn days! You better get cracking . Christmas and that other 
llow schizo reader... a/o


bourgeois  the idiots've gone offholiday are around the corner_ so let's get this thing of ours going. I'd rather be in bed with you than standing around like a dope on either of those damn days! You better get cracking . 


will it be too late too late b y the  t   i    me  e  they me et?
xmasstaxas and that other bourgeois holiday are around the corner_ so let's get this thing of ours going. I'd rather be in bed with you than standing around like a dope 
thing of yrs goan goin
on either of those damn days! day and night and Knight Catatonia tonia tonia tonia toni

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2010/11/30

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Saw I



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 How's your seeing I dog! 






See I? See Jack  See Jill   ~  


                                             See I go down the hill?


    See I go down the cliff








                                            I see Cliff
I see Cliff go down the hill _ One eyed Jack.
                      
                                Patch Eyed He and his dogs




Patch-Eyed he and his I's.
Mutiple noons and self.
prison. prism  ~.


There was I saw you. I saw you. I saw you in two. So it    ~
Sow It
Sew it grow   ~




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What does it see when saying I?