If not trovato by you, it was ben applicato. In fact, she got the word from 
Heidegger or his minions, who - I believe - got it from Husserl. It's not, 
ahem, a common word here. Supposed to mean De-presencing. Sounds great in 
your poem, to which my other words of appreciation continue to apply.
Mehlschwalbe
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But I am but a nameless sort of person
(A broken Dandy lately on my travels)
And take for rhyme, to hook my rambling verse on,
The first that Walker's Lexicon unravels

- George Gordon, Lord Byron
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Must confess, Martin, I owe Entgegenwärtigung Town to
Anne Carson. It was one of the towns in her "The Life of
Towns" several years back.

Hal, who thinks all German words are semi-invented, except
perhaps for those of less than three syllables


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people in large groups."
               --George Carlin


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On Sat, Apr 4, 2009 at 7:51 PM, Martin Walker <[log in to unmask]> wrote:

> Brilliant. I love that semi-invented German word as the town name - it has
> a translated Bunyanesque quality. It also makes me think of Dirk Bogarde,
> that may be because I just re-watched The Servant after many years; sort 
> of
> a combination of Doctor At Sea and Pilgrim's Progress. Haunting in a
> slightly surrealist way like Carné's Juliette. Great.
> Mehlschwalbe
> _______________________________________
> But I am but a nameless sort of person
> (A broken Dandy lately on my travels)
> And take for rhyme, to hook my rambling verse on,
> The first that Walker's Lexicon unravels
>
> - George Gordon, Lord Byron
> ----- Original Message ----- From: "Halvard Johnson" <[log in to unmask]>
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> Sent: Sunday, April 05, 2009 1:00 AM
> Subject: Say No More
>
>
>
> Say No More
>
> His instinct was to blurt it all out, to take the chance
> of saying too much. Never much good at getting
> stoned, he took to pacing the deck, to hanging over
> the rail and watching the water give way to the ship.
>
> Belowdecks, all was sundry. All was as it was the day
> before, and the day before that. Unrepentant vicars
> danced the nights away. After seven or so days at sea,
> he finally began to work on his new tetralogy, the one
>
> he had dreamt of all along, despite the wishes of his
> grandparents, his parents, and the good, honest people
> of Entgegenwärtigung Town, who all, of course, had
> wished him well. The work went quite well for several
>
> days, until it went less well, and then finally stopped,
> repeating the last few lines over and over and over.
>
>
>
> Hal
>
> Halvard Johnson
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