In the House of the Hangman 1121

We endeavour to find something that can dwell in the flare, only an impractical defense in the war to smother civil being under burning order, to dry cities with property, to exclude the immediate atmosphere of bug splats. Perhaps we should read breathing as an extremely dangerous but aromatic book, for we might feel our minds articulating a synthetic and inevitable “concantatanation” of a million shuttered doors / of meat and blazing stars
- it is 9.45 exactly -
- o golden city -
its livid sentence punctured
its corpuscles and laughter
- wait -
the city’s outer circuit
inside the mayor of London
- his automatic claws -
- his staggered scrape of convicts – Watching Nobody’s Children is something like watching four people drive a car to the edge of a cliff, get out, and push with all their might, dragging themselves and their vehicle over the edge, while proclaiming at the top of their lungs all the while that there was no way to avoid their cursed fate. I mean, why would birds do something like that? Why would they just attack? Maybe green pigs stole their eggs. Black olives & wasps. Have you been spotted wearing a bow tie this weekend? Swedish fish as tongues. That reef knots & double fisherman’s knots look sturdy but decrease the strength of the original rope by up to 52%. In the shots, we see elderly Gurung tribesmen descending rope ladders hung over cliff faces in the Himalayan foothills, carrying long bamboo poles both for balance and to dislodge the hives, which are then lowered to the ground using a pulley system. The Himalayan honey bee, Apis dorsata laboriosa, is the world’s largest, and its nests, which are only found at altitudes between 2,500 and 3,000 metres, can apparently contain as much as 60 kilograms of honey. The harvest is carried out twice a year, with the spring, or “red” honey being especially valuable for its medicinal qualities, which are derived from grayanatoxin, a chemical produced by the rhododendrons on whose nectar the bees dine. Some of the Hebrews seems to have seen this, as if through a cloud, when they maintained that God, God’s intellect, and the things understood by him are one and the same. It was 8 January 1927, outside Galeries Lafayette. Marie-Thérèse had gone there to buy herself a col Claudine — a Peter Pan collar — and matching cuffs. Picasso approached her and said, “You have an interesting face. I would like to do a portrait of you. I sense we are going to do great things together. I am Picasso.” He was 46, she was just 17. ((I tried to move but fell right through the eggshells, dropped a floor, lost time, lost weight. The concrete, the meat, the dust of sick & rat piss & somewhere in there the mass gum of wars, dead batteries, stuff. & heads. This march is shit. The future is shit. All I want is revenge. So all right sit Still in the ferocity, limbs extend with provisional sticks constructed of pencils taped to pencils taped to pencils: scribble hiss split & howl of clouds spun out. Are you still there.)) The resulting image shows 5,500 ancient and contemporary galaxies. True socialism is indeed an unspeakable crime of love, Tom. This is where Alt Lit was born. I have forgotten all he said about the reports I’d have to make on my return, but I can almost remember the taste of the potion I got. Brassy, but not too bad. Why would someone dye their dog blue? Why would Palgrave demand one get permission for a three-line Brecht epigraph? “The headlong stream is termed violent | But the river bed hemming it in is | Termed violent by no one.”

[Note: Sources: Michael Leong, “from Cutting Time With a Knife”, at LIES / ISLE 4 (collages of Eliot’s essay “Tradition and the Individual Talent” and Wikipedia articles about the chemical elements); JBR (what drone pilots call the people killed in drone strikes); Ed Baker, comment appended to In the House of the Hangman 1118 at ZS; Sean Bonney, “HUNGER: A Sorrow Song”, at Abandoned Buildings, 15 Oct 012; Evan Calder Williams, “World Melodrama: Nobody’s Children, 1950”, at The New Inquiry, 21 Oct 012; JBR; Rifftrax, “Birdemic”, at GIFFTRAX, 21 Oct 012; Julia Cohen, “The Black Void of Awesomeness Press”, at $650 Apartment for $650, 21 Oct 012; Nicola Twilley, “Mad Honey”, at Edible Geography, 21 Oct 012; Baruch “Benny” Spinoza, Ethics (E2P7S) (tr. Edwin Curley), as quoted in Eric Schleisser, “Spinoza, Hume, Hazony and Regimes of Truth”, at New APPS, 21 Oct 012; Diana Widmaier-Picasso, and National Geographic, as quoted in Hrag Vartanian, “Required Reading”, at Hyperallergic, 21 Oct 012; Frances Kruk, “* / something …”, at Ditch; slogan on banner carried in the anti-cuts march, London, 20 Oct 012; JBR, comment appended to Tom Beckett, “Politics/Affect”, at l’amour fou, 21 Oct 012 (in which I quote Lew Welch, “Din Poem”); JBR; Del Ray Cross, “mdxxcli”, at Anachronizms, 19 Oct 012; JBR, but see Benjamin Noys, FB post, 22 Oct 012; Noys’ Brecht epigraph (see previous)]

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