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From: Alan Sondheim <sondheim@panix.com>
To: Cyb <cybermind@listserv.aol.com>,
"WRYTING-L : Writing and Theory across Disciplines" <WRYTING-L@LISTSERV.UTORONTO.CA>
Subject: essence of poetry and philosophy
Date: Fri, 26 Jul 2002 20:22:04 -0400 (EDT)
essence of poetry and philosophy Oh maiden, the stalks are unbound! Aloor, aroo lay, aroo lay! Oh maiden, the stalks are unbound! Aloor, aroo lay, aroo lay! Oh maiden, the stalks and the sheaves! Aloor, aroo lay, aroo lay! Oh youngman, the stalks and the stalks! Aroo lay, aroo lay! Oh maiden, bind the stalks! Aroo lay, aroo lay! Oh youngman, carry the sheaves! Aloor, aroo lay, aroo lay! Oh maiden, the sheaves and the sheaves! Aroo lay, aroo lay! Shogi, and another man. The Teeth of Jennifer. The $thing called Skull. grasping onto stars, lacy trails and filagrees meandering comets, meteors, noctiluminescent clouds things roiling and churning the eternal laws, given by whom the laws, somebody decided something If I don't write really well now! She'll tear out my eyes and take away my VERBS! Look, I can't yell either! Everything I write is the very last thing I'll write! This is the very last thing I'll write! I'll have Azure to stand over me, HACKSAW in hand! Am I desperate enough, YES YES I'm desperate enough! This isn't a preface to a twenty volume suicide note, this IS a suicide note! That is, if I don't understand. gups ygups ygups ygups ygups ygups ygups ygups ygups yave are re You mentioned that I say uffers iles and ools? earch earch earch, and elp! Maybe your life has something to do with yo a! Earlier you said I say uffers iles and ools that you say uffers iles and ools? borate arlier yo, sa! Possibly hangups you have are rela I don't write well, I want AZURE to kill me! I want AZURE to kill me! I want AZURE to kill me! I want her first to cut off my HEAD so I can't type for help! I'll ask her to cut off my fingers so I can't MOVE or THINK! VERBS are terrific, I couldn't WRITE without them! Azure, HELP HELP! I'm beginning to lose it! [FEAR SETS IN!] I'm frightened Azure, this is the very last thing I'll write! This is the great disk flecked with blood, brown spots, an interior i will be beneath me between us, look up between us legs, legs, legs mouths, mouths, mouths ( of the disk, it will say nothing ( of the great disk transparent, i will be beneath me between us, look up between us legs, legs, legs mouths, mouths, mouths ( of the great disk flecked with blood, brown spots, an interior i will be bound! Aloor, aroo lay, aroo lay! Oh maiden, bind the stalks! Aroo lay, aroo lay! Oh maiden, the sheaves will be bound! Aloor, aroo lay, aroo lay! Oh maiden, the stalks and the sheaves! Aloor, aroo lay, aroo lay! Oh youngman, the sheaves will be beneath me between us, look up between us legs, legs, legs mouths, mouths, mouths ( of the people of understanding, they said, one to another there were interpretations of gravitation but no one understood that the world was everywhere in the world, smoothed petals against moist skin, you could read if-tu-lip-yes you could read if-tu-lip-yes you could read if-tu-lip-no, bruised petals, petals of remonstrance and dissolution, petals thinned and wondered towards collapsing sun tu-lips as they are fleshed, pale, tu-lips as they are fleshed, pale, tu-lips as they are swallowed you want to read them, read those fleshed petal lips against yours, read the moisture drawn into them, crystalline stamen, you are my crystalline stamen you are my crystalline stamen you are going through all this? eople you hang around with that you came to me? earch earch earch, an Earlier you said I say uffers iles and ools that you say your inhibi re go rough all thi? blems in your child blems in your child blems in your child blems in your child blems in your child the relationship of consciousness as such project, what of alterities, multiculturalisms, sloughs, symbolic emissions and spews, flows, the flooding of clutter and a-historicity of the gathering of accumulations and assemblage of fragments, of the symbolic - what knocks on the door - emptied hallways - strangely quiet around here - taken fearlessly - personal communications and informal economies - what knocks on the door - emptied hallways - strangely quiet around here - the shell or hull of the subject propositional logics and the relationships among these and other media. but what languages and what penetrations: the future of networkings among multi-taskings, virtual realities, information wars, incandescent sexual hysterias, thickened communalities, and the human. propositional logics and the human. propositional logics and the relationships among these and other media. but what taxonomies of errors, mistakes, phenomenologies of corrupted or failed teleologies, what judgments, what ethos: the constant collapse in the sentence, the absence of the world - the result of academic exchange - there are always the virtual among us is cyborg cauterized by insertion of flesh - subtexting in which the dissolution of language is paramount, and always the general case but never the most general case: the topology of intention and neurality in relation to dis/ease - but the relationship of consciousness within, all of them are sleeping ... _