Well, my visceral reaction says you caught this all too well, Lawrence. A kind of on-the-page performance piece….
Doug
On Sep 23, 2015, at 2:49 AM, Lawrence Upton <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
> He was prising snot loose from his nose,
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> prior to deploying a handkerchief
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> and expelled breath; poking it, dragging
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> a nail upwards and down so gently;
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> enjoying himself, but too concentrated
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> for a look of satisfaction; intense,
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> like an animal or less than self-conscious
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> human beings, itchy, scratching themselves.
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> And then he blew it; both tunnels; quite hard,
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> the square white cloth pushed up into his face;
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> the explosive utterance of a full-up nose
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> and the mucky billowing of held fabric
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> forced in place by broad chubby hands, again
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> and again; till the volumes were wrung and empty.
Douglas Barbour
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Recent publications: (With Sheila E Murphy) Continuations & Continuation 2 (UofAPress).
Recording Dates (Rubicon Press).
Done in by creation itself.
I mean the gods. Not us. Well us too.
The gods moved into books. Who wrote the books?
We wrote the books. In whose dream, then are we dreaming?
Robert Kroetsch.
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