Ermie
your posts are just fascinating. In the meantime, I'm off out for the night
with my girlfriend. An absolute darling. But also awful - as a child can be.
A lot younger than me, you see.
After that, I'll renegotiate myself to the world. And keep talking. To
myself, to you all, to Kylie, to whatever.
Really, that's what we all have to do, isn't it?
But also other things, the wordlessly.
Yeah?
ps - where does the 'four years' bit come from. Am interested.
dave
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From: erminia <[log in to unmask]>
To: david.bircumshaw <[log in to unmask]>; brit poets
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Sent: Tuesday, October 19, 1999 5:55 PM
Subject: Re: the gap
> "The gap"
>
> You were the gap
> which made me feel
> original,
> back to the Corpus Hermeticum:
> sex a delight, the mind the sole disaster.
>
> "Increase and multiply"
> casually cast into your chest as
> arrows against Sebastian's.
>
> Now, I wouldn't suggest
> the mind-body dualism,
> route to the eternal plague
> of sorrow and
> pessimism.
>
> In the hands of a Christian,
> flesh was no better than
> a rotten carcass.
>
> Nothing dwells in me.
> Love lasts no more
> than four
> predicted years.
>
> This after Eve.
> After Eve had transgressed.
> Rexflexion then occurred and
> so did knowledge.
> With such a stress
> on the positive.
>
>
>
>
> Erminia Passannanti
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