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Subject:

Re: A Question of Origins

From:

"david.bircumshaw" <[log in to unmask]>

Reply-To:

Poetryetc provides a venue for a dialogue relating to poetry and poetics <[log in to unmask]>

Date:

Fri, 4 Jan 2002 18:46:30 -0000

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Easy, Candice

'Sonia Lipenolch' gave a perfect version of what I mean in miniature:

"Dave, Alison,

this is a Mandarin exchange. Can you be just normal to each other?
;)

erminia"

Now was that a joke, an insult or just a spoiler to stop discussion? Who can
tell? There's no sure point of reference in the message, no framework of
signification for anyone but 'Erminia' or the 'Oxford Beat' or whoever
writes those posts to know. But it certainly did a good job on the latter.


Best

Dave

David Bircumshaw

Leicester, England

Home Page

A Chide's Alphabet

Painting Without Numbers

www.paintstuff.20m.com/index.htm

http://homepage.ntlworld.com/david.bircumshaw/index.htm
----- Original Message -----
From: "Candice Ward" <[log in to unmask]>
To: <[log in to unmask]>
Sent: Friday, January 04, 2002 6:32 PM
Subject: Re: A Question of Origins


> NOW what are you talking about, Dave?
>
> Bewilderedly,
>
> Candice
>
>
>
> on 1/4/02 11:56 AM, david.bircumshaw at [log in to unmask]
wrote:
>
> >> Is this as nasty as it seems, Dave, or am I misreading your intent? It
> > makes
> >> me feel kind of sick--Candice
> >>
> >
> > It's a salutary lesson in the texture of e-mails when someone other than
the
> > normal practitioners puts up a post where others cannot tell what the
intent
> > actually is, nessy pas? Where for instance you can't tell whether the
post
> > is nasty, or a spoiler, or just a harmless joke, or quite what it is.
> >
> > It's almost as bad as when you can't be sure of true identity or
identities
> > of the authors of messages. Where you keep wondering are they just
playing
> > games with people. Where intent is concealed.
> >
> > Awful that, eh?
> >
> >
> > Best
> >
> > Dave
> >
> >
> > David Bircumshaw
> >
> > Leicester, England
> >
> > Home Page
> >
> > A Chide's Alphabet
> >
> > Painting Without Numbers
> >
> > www.paintstuff.20m.com/index.htm
> >
> > http://homepage.ntlworld.com/david.bircumshaw/index.htm
> > ----- Original Message -----
> > From: "Candice Ward" <[log in to unmask]>
> > To: <[log in to unmask]>
> > Sent: Friday, January 04, 2002 4:14 PM
> > Subject: Re: A Question of Origins
> >
> >
> >> Is this as nasty as it seems, Dave, or am I misreading your intent? It
> > makes
> >> me feel kind of sick--Candice
> >>
> >>
> >>
> >> on 1/4/02 1:33 AM, david.bircumshaw at [log in to unmask]
> > wrote:
> >>
> >>>> 2. If you normally do something you usually or regularly do it.
> >>>
> >>>
> >>> Definition's Joke Books
> >>>
> >>> In Camp Beta-Buchenwald Seven-
> >>> Three-Oh-One, as per
> >>> usual, a guard snuffed out a
> >>> prisoner, smilingly
> >>> because it was normal. Er
> >>>
> >>> the yid looked like 'd bin
> >>> thinking, you see.
> >>> Like an escapee.
> >>>
> >>> While his good frau's plate woke
> >>> to a dazed turkey, beating on the door
> >>> like a heart, that had
> >>>
> >>> 'scaped the season of slaughter
> >>> only to home onto death. 's normal
> >>>
> >>> - 's enough.
> >>>
> >>>
> >>> Best
> >>>
> >>> Dave
> >>>
> >>>
> >>>
> >>> David Bircumshaw
> >>>
> >>> Leicester, England
> >>>
> >>> Home Page
> >>>
> >>> A Chide's Alphabet
> >>>
> >>> Painting Without Numbers
> >>>
> >>> www.paintstuff.20m.com/index.htm
> >>>
> >>> http://homepage.ntlworld.com/david.bircumshaw/index.htm
> >>> ----- Original Message -----
> >>> From: "Sonia Lipenolch" <[log in to unmask]>
> >>> To: <[log in to unmask]>
> >>> Sent: Friday, January 04, 2002 1:07 AM
> >>> Subject: Re: A Question of Origins
> >>>
> >>>
> >>> On Fri, 4 Jan 2002 01:46:40 +0100, Martin J. Walker <[log in to unmask]>
> > wrote:
> >>>
> >>>> You can't orange a meeting with Erminia, didn't you get her message,
> > she's
> >>>> cold, like noli me tangerine.
> >>>
> >>>
> >>> What? Dearest Candice asked me a meeting? Good Heavens, I must have
> > missed
> >>> the lines...Of course we can meet, Candice, the two of us, when you
> > like,
> >>> (let the children come to me...)
> >>>
> >>> Here is my first poem written this year: when I sent it to my 2
> > children,
> >>> they telephoned me within minutes, having interpreted it as me being
> >>> pregnant of a new child, but in fact my husband reassured them saying
it
> >>> is just about the new Year 2002 itself.
> >>>
> >>> I myslef did not know what I was writing about (and this is good,
> > because
> >>> I , being the writer, am no longer supposed to know or tell...)
> >>>
> >>>
> >>>
> >>> It comes to me."
> >>>
> >>> It comes to me- unclaimed -
> >>> knocks at the door
> >>> disrupting my quietness,
> >>> new, incredible, unique
> >>> out of  my speech,
> >>> a heart I was not expecting.
> >>>
> >>> A heart,  so unmanageable,
> >>> like a child out of a virgin's womb,
> >>> - fat and dubious artifice,
> >>> resembling a grave cherub -
> >>> pulsating on the table
> >>> and bleeding between my hands
> >>> while the world happens.
> >>>
> >>> Erminia, 2 January 2002
> >>>
> >>>
> >>> "Viene a me ."
> >>>
> >>> Viene a me, non richiesto -
> >>> bussa alla porta
> >>> distrurbando la mia pace,
> >>> nuovo, implausibile, unico
> >>> emerso dal linguaggio,
> >>> un cuore che non attendevo.
> >>>
> >>>
> >>> Un cuore, irragirabile,
> >>> come un bimbo dal ventre d' una vergine,
> >>> - grasso dubbioso artificio,
> >>> simile a un funereo cherubino -
> >>> palpitante sul tavolo
> >>> e sanguinante fra le mie mani,
> >>> mentre il mondo accade.
> >>>
> >>>
> >>>
> >>> Erminia, Il 2 Gennaio 2002
> >>>
> >>>
> >>>
> >>> Also, replying to Alison about the issue of "normality", I have a few
> >>> themes to exchange:
> >>> This is what I have found out about normality and to be normal. After
> >>> intense researching, now I can communicate the following data about
> >>> normality.
> >>> 1. A norm  is an accepted standard or a way of behaving or doing
things
> >>> that most people agree with. Normality is the state of being normal.
> >>> To normalize is to return to the normal or usual situation.
> >>>
> >>> 2. If you normally do something you usually or regularly do it.
> >>>
> >>> 3. If something happens normally it happens in the usual or expected
> > way.
> >>>
> >>> 4. It seems that normality is a female black winged angel with down
cast
> >>> eyes, wearing short black leather gloves, seated on a stool against a
> >>> wooden fence, holding in her left hand a baton (but this is a kind of
> >>> reserved normality).
> >>>
> >>> 5. Normality is also an adventure game, in which many fight: they
fight
> >>> against ordinary or usual aspects of life,  as would be expected.
> >>>
> >>>
> >>> Erminia
>

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