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Sunday, March 4, 2012
"Toxic succedaneum": or a helluva gnostic truth
More blessed than god
or Dod, and inheritably
spare (as god is spare!),
is the him by whom, or
him for whom, god is
trimly there (and he is)
Dod & him, similarly full,
follow the sure slope to
perdition (as who won't!),
'cause god's stuck in night
and right to get Dod's girl,
Aeons & Aeons ago
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a pleasure to read your poetry here, Conrad. you're never afraid to be daring with your words. cheers to your unique voice & style.
Andreas,
delightful to hear from you. Yes, trying to be a little daring with my religion these days. I find I'd be compromising "voice & style" right out of existence if I wasn't.
Conrad DiDiodato!
'More blessed than god
or Dod,'!
F A n t as tic
'cause god's stuck in night
but first to get Dod's girl,
Aeons & Aeons ago'
f a n t a s t i c
and more please!
Clifford Duffy
not signed in but it's me.
hope that comment got thru
im bad
with 'word verification'! what ho! lol!
Clifford
Clifford,
I thought a good Irish catholic boy would've taken some offense...
Nah!
byw your site is turning into pure anti-text. Breaking down beautifully.
do I de:text a bit of an humor in this one shining threw ?
.... &
just whom-so-ever was this
"Dod's girl" gotten Lilith or Eve ...
either & they both shed their skins & be
came
Four Yellow Nudes in Nature.
this one much of a direction going that i like.... you jus' might end-up
on that solid plinth of
Universal Succedaneugh ? With a "boat-load" of poets/artists rowing and baling as phase as they can
to get to the other side .... alive!
Ed,
humour at the expense of gods who steal other people's women. You do see threw to its core...as always.
I think
that
"it" is absolutely called
(by "it" ' s real name
.... fiction
&
i guess
that since
"the imaginary tends to become the real" (A. Breton)
all of these myths/stories/dramas
are
pretty
much
grounded
in
Greed
Desire
&
our
basic de:hands of owner-ship / property rights ?
according to all systems (Bibles / laws / etcs (over The Countless Kulpas
women are-where considered property to be bartered for ... bought & sold, begged for , etc.
I looked up this "Dod" turns out that "Dod" is
Department of Defense ...
stone girls
going to market
in summer dress
or
for Noh reason
fluttering
her cute-nesses
Perfect!
You've covered all the bases...and yet the myths persist. But then again, as Breton knew, without them we wouldn't be writing poetry. I think the key is in the language: anything but straightforward 'correct' (readable) speech will do.
phunnie that
UHAUL shld
un:conditionally
mention
the "key"
I opened my 1970 Magnifisent Opus
POINTS / COUNTERPOINTS
with ( & of course this damn machine is gonna move
everything to the left as if justified sameness is ...
de:sired) :
th / key
is / in
t / head
(Points / Counterpoints was published by Fact-Similein 2010 ... !
it is, also, on ISSUU
it is and "essay" in language which, at the time
when in the PROCESS of composing it at Hopkins
in 1971 when John Barth asked me :
"Ed, what in the hell IS this ?" I , meekeshly replied:
" " John, it's (what I called it spontaneously)/instinctively)
"Blown Language" "
well. he didn't approve APPROVE of my using it as my Master's thesis.... so, I had to produce in two weeks
something else which turned out to be OKEANOS RHOOS
so
if I ma yet in the correct comments box:
(out of Points :
" Visage
for any conceivable medium for the [reproduction of words
norton winthrop "
As for language,
"Give me each day the bread of bitterness. My will is absent in heaven as on earth. I am bound in impotence. My name is insipid. Hesitant and troubled in mind I reply:'Amen'". (G. Bataille)
I guess that
this guy Batille
just mixes things up ..
mixes abstractions & hokus-pokus &
phantasies with a "just-what-is" ?
"the bread of bitterness" ? close.... but
no cigar !
How about Blanchot's,
"spiritual life can only have its principle and its end in the absence of salvation, in the renunciation of all hope",
the poem's premise.
I guess
absolutely that
'it-all' reduces to:
"all's fare in love and war"
then She asked:
"Do you think
that
we'll go to war with
North Korea?"
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