Message-ID: <alpine.NEB.2.21.1803232225010.29667@panix3.panix.com>
From: Alan Sondheim <sondheim@panix.com>
To: Cyb <cybermind@listserv.wvu.edu>, Wryting-L <WRYTING-L@listserv.wvu.edu>
Subject: the berg
Date: Fri, 23 Mar 2018 22:27:11 -0400 (EDT)
the berg http://www.alansondheim.org/theberg.jpg http://www.alansondheim.org/theberg.mp3 oh hollow high whistle of the alps pedigreed and insurmountable, where elephants haunted and hunted nothing but conduction. go back, alps! return the berg to the plain, the chough to the surly sparrow! surely a landscape of death, hannibal's hunkering collapsed somewhere here. it's nothingness but the fierce blast of the trumpet, culled arms called to the basin of high-pitched battle, tubes, matter-horns! the creation of matter in dearth! there is alps nothing, anything to the terms surrounding the ridge of hunger. we know that cap well enough. that high hollow whistle sound, no one to listen, the avalanche, no one there to hear, burial, moraine.