Well, I didnt know all that, either, but what I like is the movement of the piece, & the way the rhythm increases the sardonic quality of the whole....
Doug
On 2012-03-13, at 12:51 AM, David Bircumshaw wrote:
> Whew! Thanks for signalling the Han Solo refererence Dominic - I'd have
> missed that ; P !
>
> I grew up on the downslopes of the Brummagem (the bromage hill) and used
> watch it, daily, the original Mordor, re-equipping its former smoky self
> via scaffolding and cranes for its part in the new bland order. One of the
> difficult things to negotiate as both reader and writer is that modernism
> is too part of that faceless new order: there's no going back. Nor, it
> seems, is there anywhere 'to go'. Zeroville is coming to town. I notice
> I've become more appreciative of Beckett's late ultra-minimalist monologues
> and narratives of late but that's because I'm getting on and more and more
> people I know are dying - so it's kind of a sucking a bitter pill thing.
> There is always metaphor of course, but that's not a negotiable currency
> (Wittgenstein wasn't entirely right about private languages was he?)
>
> best
>
> dave
>
>
> ------------------------------
>>
>> Date: Mon, 12 Mar 2012 17:42:08 +0000
>> From: Dominic Fox <[log in to unmask]>
>> Subject: This month's poem for Ceasefire
>>
>> INTO MORDOR
>>
>> Rising, unstilled, roughly disquieted; as by
>> high winds shaken, holding place barely - uproot
>> pending sure as *enta geweorc* makes ruin
>> tower infernal -
>>
>> love-work not love's labour but self-delighting
>> self in other, ever to self returning
>> strange, pellucid image at once dissolving
>> into the ether -
>>
>> how to make of this a resilient fixture,
>> binding freedom given its public licence
>> may be taxing; still, let me here acknowledge
>> militant furor
>>
>> uncurbed, unspent, forcing its transmutation:
>> world-unmaking epoch to be concluded
>> (spoilers!) if you credit the happy campers'
>> meek jubilation -
>>
>> or if not, consider the default option
>> stark foreclosure, smog of our immolation
>> greasing rainfall, penance without remission
>> frozen in carbon.
>>
>> * * *
>>
>> Why yes, I *have* lately received a copy of Prof. Hill's latest
>> collection, thank you for asking. :P
>>
>> References are to the Old English poem known as "The Ruin", Tolkein's
>> Ents, the disaster movie "The Towering Inferno", Gillian Rose, the
>> GPL, Badiou's theory of evental forcing, David Graeber's book on Debt
>> (which closes with an argument in favour of an international
>> debt-forgiveness Jubilee), and Han Solo getting frozen in carbonite.
>> Just so you know.
>>
>> Dominic
>>
>> ------------------------------
>>
>> Date: Mon, 12 Mar 2012 13:39:20 -0600
>> From: Halvard Johnson <[log in to unmask]>
>> Subject: Listening 2
>>
>> Listening 2: J.S. Bach, WTC, Bk. 1 (Till Fellner)
>>
>>
>> Serving the tri-state area.
>>
>> Hal
>>
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>> *, *Mainly Black <https://sites.google.com/site/vidalocabooks/>, *Obras
>> Públicas <https://sites.google.com/site/vidalocabooks/>; **The Perfection
>> of Mozart's Third Eye and Other
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>>>
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>>>
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>>>
>> ; **The Sonnet Project<
>> https://docs.google.com/viewer?url=http://xpressed.wippiespace.com/hsonnet.pdf
>>>
>> ; **G(e)nome <http://xpressed.wippiespace.com/fall03/genome.pdf>; **Winter
>> Journey <http://capa.conncoll.edu/johnson.winter.html>;
>> **Eclipse<http://capa.conncoll.edu/johnson.eclipse.html>
>> ; **The Dance of the Red Swan <http://capa.conncoll.edu/johnson.dance.html
>>>
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>> http://capa.conncoll.edu/johnson.transp.html>
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>>
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>>
>> End of POETRYETC Digest - 11 Mar 2012 to 12 Mar 2012 (#2012-70)
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