Leicester, is that where Simon de Montfort came from? I spent some of my schooldays in Warwickshire, at Warwick Uni, a good old dire sort of place, with many 'shards'. We played Leicester Uni at hockey, think we won (as ever).
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>Arni wrote:
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> >Thank you, Frederick! I liked these a lot. Hey, didn't that scoundrel
>Bircumshaw of Leicester outlaw words such as 'shard' a while back? I cringed
>as I read that, since I had used it myself in an English version of a poem
>of mine.<
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>That scoundrel Bircumshaw of Leicester also enjoyed Frederick's poems, you
>undefrosted Viking relic you!
>
>Aargh, the shards, they are everywhere, rather like broken pottery, they
>turn up here, there, and anywhere else one cares to mention. I suspect they
>are agents of fragmentation.
>
>The moon rose over the shards of my heart,
>poetical, I thought, as I turned to the art.
>What is worth more, to assemble a part
>or hoard the dishes till the next row's start?
>
>That is entirely tongue-in-cheek, I think I shall call it 'Glue' but it's a
>sticky question.
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>With Much Chuckling
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>Dave
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>Thank you, Frederick! I liked these a lot. Hey, didn't that scoundrel
>Bircumshaw of Leicester outlaw words such as 'shard' a while back? I cringed
>as I read that, since I had used it myself in an English version of a poem
>of mine. And 'mannerism' (re Pamina) as enjoyable as it can be, pure
>entertainment, is deadening (in the end, as everything). And 'mannerism' may
>easily be applied to the Hollywood movie, which refers to another, current,
>thread on this list.
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>Best
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>on 12/1/02 11:46 PM, Frederick Pollack at
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> > Gadget
> >
> >
> > An instrument so sensitive
> > it can pick up thoughts
> > around artifacts, and in the penumbra
> > of a site, far out into the desert.
> > But from people, never,
> > or other living things,
> > however rich with dead
> > the soil they eat.
> > It's a kick to wear the earphones
> > and sample relics
> > of love and hunger on an evening breeze.
> > Someone at my last dig
> > said, rather wistfully,
> > it confirmed and destroyed poetry.
> >
> > Which is why we're distressed when
> > it doesn't work (if that's what's happening).
> > This shard, bead,
> > vegetable matter from
> > five evil-smelling clay
> > and sandstone meters down
> > should be talking about gods,
> > or the harvests and babies gods
> > are for. Not
> > some melancholy inaudible obsession,
> > some cruel wish to sleep.
> >
> >
> > Pamina
> >
> > *Pamina lebet noch*
> > - The Magic Flute
> >
> > Cosmology, like other aspects
> > of culture, seems to be entering
> > a mannerist phase.
> > Other universes
> > forever unreachable (unless
> > their light slowly rounds
> > a tight, distant bend
> > to appear as ours) - yet,
> > as the impossible crow flies,
> > only millimeters away
> > The idea seems to justify
> > someone I knew
> > who sat by a wall,
> > whispering to it. One couldn't tell
> > if there was hope
> > for response, or belief
> > in a presence
> > behind it, or merely
> > a place briefly safe
> > from the vehement dash and élan
> > of some enemy.
> >
> > Meanwhile, in a time of
> > mergers, failures, increased costs
> > and the universal triumph
> > of pop, the few surviving
> > independent classical
> > labels have come around to
> > my taste
> > for the out-of-the-way, the unfairly
> > neglected.
> > So high is the volume, one
> > feels it will, of itself, create
> > a world where things
> > go right: where Tiessen
> > regains popularity and energy
> > after the *Hitlerzeit; where Duparc,
> > instead of attending mass
> > for fifty years, manages
> > to transcribe the angelic theme; where
> > Rott, after a month
> > in the asylum, decides
> > he is not being pursued and poisoned
> > by the Brahmsians.
> >
> > And today, up the street, near
> > the big new houses, on
> > those telephone poles
> > that perennially bear
> > sad xeroxed shots
> > of cats, another
> > picture, words other than
> > "Reward" - Pamina
> > has been found! Pamina, aged
> > three, has been returned
> > to Emily, age six,
> > who in the photo hugs
> > the cat tightly to her and
> > whose face displays
> > that emotion one
> > should never have to, or should always, feel.
