Is this as nasty as it seems, Dave, or am I misreading your intent? It makes
me feel kind of sick--Candice
on 1/4/02 1:33 AM, david.bircumshaw at [log in to unmask] wrote:
>> 2. If you normally do something you usually or regularly do it.
>
>
> Definition's Joke Books
>
> In Camp Beta-Buchenwald Seven-
> Three-Oh-One, as per
> usual, a guard snuffed out a
> prisoner, smilingly
> because it was normal. Er
>
> the yid looked like 'd bin
> thinking, you see.
> Like an escapee.
>
> While his good frau's plate woke
> to a dazed turkey, beating on the door
> like a heart, that had
>
> 'scaped the season of slaughter
> only to home onto death. 's normal
>
> - 's enough.
>
>
> Best
>
> Dave
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>
>
> David Bircumshaw
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> ----- Original Message -----
> From: "Sonia Lipenolch" <[log in to unmask]>
> To: <[log in to unmask]>
> Sent: Friday, January 04, 2002 1:07 AM
> Subject: Re: A Question of Origins
>
>
> On Fri, 4 Jan 2002 01:46:40 +0100, Martin J. Walker <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
>
>> You can't orange a meeting with Erminia, didn't you get her message, she's
>> cold, like noli me tangerine.
>
>
> What? Dearest Candice asked me a meeting? Good Heavens, I must have missed
> the lines...Of course we can meet, Candice, the two of us, when you like,
> (let the children come to me...)
>
> Here is my first poem written this year: when I sent it to my 2 children,
> they telephoned me within minutes, having interpreted it as me being
> pregnant of a new child, but in fact my husband reassured them saying it
> is just about the new Year 2002 itself.
>
> I myslef did not know what I was writing about (and this is good, because
> I , being the writer, am no longer supposed to know or tell...)
>
>
>
> It comes to me."
>
> It comes to me- unclaimed -
> knocks at the door
> disrupting my quietness,
> new, incredible, unique
> out of my speech,
> a heart I was not expecting.
>
> A heart, so unmanageable,
> like a child out of a virgin's womb,
> - fat and dubious artifice,
> resembling a grave cherub -
> pulsating on the table
> and bleeding between my hands
> while the world happens.
>
> Erminia, 2 January 2002
>
>
> "Viene a me ."
>
> Viene a me, non richiesto -
> bussa alla porta
> distrurbando la mia pace,
> nuovo, implausibile, unico
> emerso dal linguaggio,
> un cuore che non attendevo.
>
>
> Un cuore, irragirabile,
> come un bimbo dal ventre d' una vergine,
> - grasso dubbioso artificio,
> simile a un funereo cherubino -
> palpitante sul tavolo
> e sanguinante fra le mie mani,
> mentre il mondo accade.
>
>
>
> Erminia, Il 2 Gennaio 2002
>
>
>
> Also, replying to Alison about the issue of "normality", I have a few
> themes to exchange:
> This is what I have found out about normality and to be normal. After
> intense researching, now I can communicate the following data about
> normality.
> 1. A norm is an accepted standard or a way of behaving or doing things
> that most people agree with. Normality is the state of being normal.
> To normalize is to return to the normal or usual situation.
>
> 2. If you normally do something you usually or regularly do it.
>
> 3. If something happens normally it happens in the usual or expected way.
>
> 4. It seems that normality is a female black winged angel with down cast
> eyes, wearing short black leather gloves, seated on a stool against a
> wooden fence, holding in her left hand a baton (but this is a kind of
> reserved normality).
>
> 5. Normality is also an adventure game, in which many fight: they fight
> against ordinary or usual aspects of life, as would be expected.
>
>
> Erminia
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