Not quite, Doug. I don't believe in a lost golden age, and certainly
wouldn't consider the London of Pound's residence to be an aesthetically
better time, we always have with the past a selectively better expression
than when it was. I reckon the Fall is the moment we all wake into
consciousness :)
Best
Dave
On 29 October 2014 22:28, Douglas Barbour <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
> True Dave
>
> but our age seems to have devolved since then… (which I take to be one of
> your points)
>
> Doug
> On Oct 29, 2014, at 4:24 PM, David Bircumshaw <[log in to unmask]>
> wrote:
>
> > Hi Doug
> >
> >
> > no, not quite, Pound's 'the age demanded' is, I would suggest, an
> aesthetic
> > evaluation, my point is about a destruction of meaning, that's why the
> > piece ends with a made-up word 'skwoos', a destruction of meaning that
> > includes social systems, in fact is societal. Hope that makes sense.
> >
> > Best
> >
> > Dave
> >
> > On 29 October 2014 18:45, Douglas Barbour <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
> >
> >> There age(s) demand so much, Dave.
> >>
> >> Lack & slack, losses all in the chaos?
> >>
> >> Doug
> >> On Oct 28, 2014, at 7:54 PM, David Bircumshaw <
> [log in to unmask]>
> >> wrote:
> >>
> >>> I first wrote this, in what passes for my head, twelve years ago, while
> >>> confined to a hospital bed. It was published later, in an Australian
> >> based
> >>> online mag, but today/ yesterday I had occasion to make some minor
> >>> alterations to it, and remember a time when a violence to language that
> >>> aped the horrors we monkeys inflict on each other was more, um,
> accepted.
> >>> So there you are. I was in the dreaded Leicester Royal Infirmary when I
> >>> dreamt this up first.
> >>>
> >>> *Dissatisfactions with Verse*
> >>>
> >>>
> >>>
> >>> 'White as a hospital, the lie began ....'
> >>>
> >>>
> >>>
> >>> I
> >>>
> >>>
> >>>
> >>> *This is an age of prose.*
> >>>
> >>>
> >>>
> >>> II
> >>>
> >>>
> >>>
> >>> The mountains have all been climbed.
> >>>
> >>> Speechworst evicted gods grudge and slurry
> >>>
> >>> Off into a flit loft of lost
> >>>
> >>> Snow flurry. From slow masked
> >>>
> >>> Breathmarks: plastic, oxygen.
> >>>
> >>>
> >>>
> >>> III
> >>>
> >>>
> >>>
> >>> *And rubble.*
> >>>
> >>>
> >>>
> >>> IV
> >>>
> >>>
> >>>
> >>> On the bed opposite, his head
> >>>
> >>> Almost loll-loll lolling
> >>>
> >>> Drops like a peach, pillowed
> >>>
> >>> On nothing but memory
> >>>
> >>> Like that portrait canvas what was it
> >>>
> >>> Twitch old Goya plus doctor plus.
> >>>
> >>> Who is emptied eyes swimming
> >>>
> >>> Pools looking out
> >>>
> >>> Drained beyond metaphor?
> >>>
> >>>
> >>>
> >>> V
> >>>
> >>>
> >>>
> >>> *This is an age of noise.*
> >>>
> >>>
> >>>
> >>> VI
> >>>
> >>>
> >>>
> >>> The pure noise, oh the colourless
> >>>
> >>> Delight, arrhythmia
> >>>
> >>> Shambling without shape. I believe
> >>>
> >>> In chance, it is fate;
> >>>
> >>> The wave's number's up. Look:
> >>>
> >>> I am a voice, collapsing. Rilke's
> >>>
> >>> Narrow angels' glob and puddle.
> >>>
> >>>
> >>>
> >>> VII
> >>>
> >>>
> >>>
> >>> *And scrabble.*
> >>>
> >>>
> >>>
> >>> VIII
> >>>
> >>>
> >>>
> >>> Without shape blur, form blah, purpose us,
> >>>
> >>> Point dit, off dot, off off, dat, ooze sqwoos.
> >>>
> >>>
> >>> --
> >>> David Joseph Bircumshaw
> >>> Website and A Chide's Alphabet
> >>> http://www.staplednapkin.org.uk
> >>> The Animal Subsides http://www.arrowheadpress.co.uk/books/animal.html
> >>> Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/david.bircumshaw
> >>> Tumblr: http://zantikus.tumblr.com/
> >>> twitter: http://twitter.com/bucketshave
> >>> blog: http://groggydays.blogspot.com/
> >>> Leicester Poetry Society: http://www.poetryleicester.com
> >>>
> >>
> >> Douglas Barbour
> >> [log in to unmask]
> >>
> >> Recent publications: (With Sheila E Murphy) Continuations &
> Continuation 2
> >> (UofAPress).
> >> Recording Dates (Rubicon Press).
> >>
> >> that we are only
> >> as we find out we are
> >>
> >> Charles Olson
> >>
> >
> >
> >
> > --
> > David Joseph Bircumshaw
> > Website and A Chide's Alphabet
> > http://www.staplednapkin.org.uk
> > The Animal Subsides http://www.arrowheadpress.co.uk/books/animal.html
> > Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/david.bircumshaw
> > Tumblr: http://zantikus.tumblr.com/
> > twitter: http://twitter.com/bucketshave
> > blog: http://groggydays.blogspot.com/
> > Leicester Poetry Society: http://www.poetryleicester.com
> >
>
> Douglas Barbour
> [log in to unmask]
>
> Recent publications: (With Sheila E Murphy) Continuations & Continuation 2
> (UofAPress).
> Recording Dates (Rubicon Press).
>
> that we are only
> as we find out we are
>
> Charles Olson
>
--
David Joseph Bircumshaw
Website and A Chide's Alphabet
http://www.staplednapkin.org.uk
The Animal Subsides http://www.arrowheadpress.co.uk/books/animal.html
Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/david.bircumshaw
Tumblr: http://zantikus.tumblr.com/
twitter: http://twitter.com/bucketshave
blog: http://groggydays.blogspot.com/
Leicester Poetry Society: http://www.poetryleicester.com
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