BOUDU SAUVE RENOIR
Bacchus would have presided at the nuptials.
Other one who’s just married
upset--it cost 10000 francs:
dog. Shall we look for it together?
Unfortunate . . .
Surely you wouldn’t deny me the pleasure?
A magnificent tramp
up: artificial respiration.
Very fine thing, Monsieur Lestingois.
Even so, you’re embarrassing him.
Reason, it’s only her fun.
Edouard, what are we going to do with this man,
not hungry anymore.
Out your watch:
I know exactly what’s going to happen.
Ridiculous. Anyway, I didn’t make the proper request in writing.
Barry Alpert / Silver Spring, MD US / 8-23-06 (11:49 PM)
Since I’d seen “Boudu sauve des eaux” at least six times previously without
quarrying a piece of writing out of it, I didn’t expect a viewing of a new
print of this 1932 film by Jean Renoir (featuring a legendary performance
by Michel Simon) to be any more productive. In fact, I thought it more
likely that my first viewing of Avram Room’s 1929 “The Ghost That Never
Returns” (the second film to be screened that day at the NatGalArt) would
be the occasion during which writing would occur. But when a title came to
mind right before projection started which could yield a sixteener, I
decided to give it a shot. Had I been more deliberate, I might have
limited myself to words exiting the mouth of the “magnificent tramp” Boudu
or the antiquarian bookseller Lestingois, but the multi-voiced possibility
presented itself with the same immediacy as the title. After I’d finished
revising this work, a synchronous event occurred. I clicked on the link
Ron Silliman provided to The Poetry Cube and was surprised to discover the
visualization it could specifically generate for sixteen-line poems. So
although I hadn’t written my text via a visual source thinking of how it
would recombine within a cube, I decided to enter & save it at
www.secrettechnology.com/poem_cube/poem_cube.html
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