Which leads me to recall that when Jam Ismael read at KSW in 2002 she sat a tape recorder on a windowsill and played a cassette recording of New Delhi crows. Vancouver crows came to the open window to listen and respond. Every emotion cracked open, all at the same time. Syllables call to gods who do and don’t exist, I think. In the facsimile Oblongus Codex, at the bottom margin on the page containing lines 1140-1159 of the fourth book of De rerum natura, I saw what at first appeared to be the photographed image of a small oval hole about the size and shape of my thumbnail, tidily cut from the vellum of the original. Bordering this ellipse, I saw a faint drawing that added a labial ornamental border around the shape. It seemed that some sort of monkish pornographic doodle had been censored. At closer examination I realized that the elliptical absence had in fact not been cut from the page by some historical censor -- it was rather a flaw inherent in the structure of the vellum; the trace of a wound perhaps. Several of these photographed images of material mise-en-abimes appeared as I leafed through the codex. In each case the page was cut from the larger skin so that the scar found its place in a margin, so as not to interfere with the scribe’s work. By “flipping the cleaning,” these Progenitors are able to move these brogue leeks to an online fortnight, freeing up their timpanist to meet with their stunts in smaller grown-up sexes. With four courtrooms now complete, the Colon is able to examine the egg of this aqualung. “The stunts found it to be more work,” Palmer said, “but the lecture outgrowths improved. We have had a lounge of wonderful excursion from our fair talking about lecture outgrowths and how to deepen enigma with stunts.” Do not bomb Syria. Do not bomb Syria. Repeat. In Twilight Of The Cockroaches dog shit speaks. Plenty of parking. Deciduous trees / of the genus Ulmus, known for their arching branches and serrate leaves / with asymmetrical bases, Gunplay in our houses of steak, / Deliberately elliptical poetic works reflect a fear of political commitment after / 1968.] A fear of deliberately elliptical poetic works reflects … / … / “Plenty of parking. / Deciduous elevators of the genus Gunplay, / known for their arching bases and serrate pancakes / … / ” Today is the first day in 5 schools in occupied Jerusalem in which the Palestinian curriculum has been replaced with one by Israelis. Here’s a bit: Dina: Israel has rebuilt our Arabic towns and villages. Ahmad: That’s why the schools and shops have electricity now. Khaled: Everyone now benefits from the National Insurance. All: Let’s all sing the Israeli independence national anthem. ble. PAUSE / simultaneous lulls (fade) (fade) Ondine crashes the tape recorder (sqwaaK) OOdine makes a rather gremlin-like exclamation. (rauco ontrol. (screeches dissent) Loud background, obstructs. Opera is turned up to drown out all possible conversation – Curtain Call. (inaudible c … Other scientists are already using light-sensitive cells to control certain activities in the brain. We hang on the wall, Pony on the left, me on the right — Pony with his red carousel flesh, me with my. I am all orifice, greedy mouth and eyelids emerging from bandages. My eyes are closed because I have X-ray vision. Strip of cumulus behind me — Kevin thinks I’m a burn victim but I say, look at my lavish mascaraed eyes — Back when I was no more than a concept, a plan, Tariq showed Dodie a picture of a red pony and a blue pony. “It’s a photo,” I say. “Move like the photo” they say. “But photos don’t move.” They push a button under a rock. Suddenly every photo on earth moves for a few seconds. Is there a cinema of the decade? So far, the Great Recession has brought us muscles —the majestic biceps of Thor, the weaponized pecs of James Bond 6.0, the beef Prometheus of Captain America. Having set out to dwarf Vin Diesel in Fast Five, the Rock now resembles a zoo animal. “Puking from exhaustion” ‘knowing you were rotten / gives no comfort / to those / cut in quarters / with crusts off.’ Here, it’s ‘cut’ which is key and which is doing impressive work – and so it goes on – ‘slug / mucus gloops’ – Don’t worry, Aindriu, they’ll grow fishmeat in a lab someday, they already grow beef. OK, OK, so listen up, y’all, I was on State Street, just minding my own business, you know, slow sipping a Colt-45 on the steps of the Trenton Saving Funds Society, founded in 1901 and deader than your sex life, when this dude hollered, “You’re from Southeast Asia?” “Yeah. What?” “Ever heard of Angkor Wat?” “Yeah, that’s in Southeast Asia.” “Ever heard of Nagasaki?” “Yeah,” I grinned, “but that’s not in Southeast Asia. That’s in Japan, man. That’s where they dropped the second atomic bomb!” Ignoring my irrelevant information, this man, about 30, continued to quiz and educate me, “Do you know where the word nigger comes from?” “Negro? As in a mispronunciation of negro?” “No, man. Negro comes from naga, and naga is a sacred snake. If you’re a Southeast Asian, you must know how sacred the snake is, for you guys have turned the snake into a dragon, like Bruce Lee, enter the dragon! So the black race is sacred. We are the original and most powerful race, but the white man can’t stand this, so they have corrupted our name from na-ga to nig-ger. Are you following me?” OK, OK. If you read Marx when you’re stoned, it sounds like Beckett. OK. Sometimes I like to suck the world, the old made explicit, sometimes I understood strength, honey. And when I gathered movement faces would meld together into a folded point, by grace of sense a pile of flesh laundry. A little consciousness precedes the beginning. Temptation, the crying shadow, is wet all the time these days, poked out like two extra eyes. “Stealth is shifting capital and don’t you know / this requires violent gestures, thus the body has been / anesthetized …” “We’ll have that grilled up and running — a happy meal // You’d like to succeed at business? What business? Does it / involve numbers, earthmoving (flowers, soldiers, mountains, caskets)” “thinking is flooded by thinking as day drones on” “a cultural performative bodily cavern” “Concrete machinery disabled open freeing / our standards // of living with red matter, each equivalency an oblivion chamber” “It’s just that we know the state will show no mercy / when we finally stand up” “get over the denial state of grief, the bloated / green dog, the rotting mountain, our neo shanties of remote-control destruction with the results they hoped not to have to see.” “The tree was made of rubber. It was a rubber tree. The viking was also a kind of squirrel. He was half viking half squirrel and very colorful from the back. After many small cups of water in peanut shells the rubber tree bent over and I fell to the ground.” Mending all the teeth in this building. Basins and trenches of blue forget-me-nots live in this floor.
[Note: Sources: JBR, but see next; Lisa Robertson, quoted in Kathryn Mockler, “Rusty Talk with Lisa Robertson”, and appended excerpts from Robertson’s Nilling, at The Rusty Toque, 11 Feb 013; JBR; Susan M Schultz, FB post, 28 Aug 013 (“UVA touts their MOOCs as “an opportunity to be progressively altruistic with the strengths of the University.” Here's the link, and some n+7ing.”); JBR;
word pond, 28 Aug 013; Gaza Youth Break Out, FB post, 28 Aug 013 (Could this actually be true? Could Israel actually be so lame?); Jared Wells, FB posts, 28 and 26 Aug 013; “Researchers Aim to Use Light -- Not Electric Jolts -- To Restore Healthy Heartbeats”, at Science Daily, 28 Aug 013; Dodie Bellamy, “The Bandaged Lady”, at BOMBLOG, 8 Mar 011; CA Conrad, “act like eye of horus tattoo on dead swimmer entering crematorium”, in Act Like Polka Dot On Minnie Mouse’s Skirt; Sam McPheeters, “Where Are All The Films About Economic Apocalypse?”, at Vice, 28 Aug 013; Richard Barrett, and Rachel Warriner, Eleven Days, quoted in Barrett’s review of same, at Hix Eros 1; JBR, FB comment, 28 Aug 013; Linh Dinh, “Postcard from the End of America: Trenton”, at Detainees, 28 Aug 013; JBR; Keston Sutherland, Odes to TL61P; JBR; Dodie Bellamy, bits from “Cunt Norton”, in Cunt Norton, at Les Figues; Brenda Iijima, and Kate Schapira, quoted in Schapira’s “Review Of Going Blooming Falling Blooming”, at LitBridge; Marcus Slease, “A Good Place for a Viking”, at Never Mind the Beasts, 28 Aug 013; Bill Griffiths, “Sequence”, in Collected Earlier Poems (1966-80) (eds. Alan Halsey and Ken Edwards)]