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Lay down these words
Before your mind like rocks.
placed solid, by hands
In choice of place, set
Before the body of the mind
in space and time:
Solidity of bark, leaf, or wall
riprap of things:
Cobble of milky way.
straying planets,
These poems, people,
lost ponies with
Dragging saddles –
and rocky sure-foot trails.
The worlds like an endless
four-dimensional
Game of Go.
ants and pebbles
In the thin loam, each rock a word
a creek-washed stone
Granite: ingrained
with torment of fire and weight
Crystal and sediment linked hot
all change, in thoughts,
As well as things.
Gary Snyder
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
I feel my fate in what I cannot fear.
I learn by going where I have to go.
We think by feeling. What is there to know?
I hear my being dance from ear to ear.
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
Of those so close beside me, which are you?
God bless the Ground! I shall walk softly there,
And learn by going where I have to go.
Light takes the Tree; but who can tell us how?
The lowly worm climbs up a winding stair;
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
Great Nature has another thing to do
To you and me; so take the lively air,
And, lovely, learn by going where to go.
This shaking keeps me steady. I should know.
What falls away is always. And is near.
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
I learn by going where I have to go.
— BY THEODORE ROETHKE
The scientists are in terror
and the European mind stops
Wyndham Lewis chose blindness
rather than have his mind stop.
Night under wind mid garofani,
the petals are almost still
Mozart, Linnaeus, Sulmona,
When one’s friends hate each other
how can there be peace in the world?
Their asperities diverted me in my green time.
A blown husk that is finished
but the light sings eternal
a pale flare over marshes
where the salt hay whispers to tide’s change
Time, space,
neither life nor death is the answer.
And of man seeking good,
doing evil.
In meiner Heimat
where the dead walked
and the living were made of cardboard.
His soul stretched tight across the skies
That fade behind a city block,
Or trampled by insistent feet
At four and five and six o’clock;
And short square fingers stuffing pipes,
And evening newspapers, and eyes
Assured of certain certainties,
The conscience of a blackened street
Impatient to assume the world.
I am moved by fancies that are curled
Around these images, and cling:
The notion of some infinitely gentle
Infinitely suffering thing.
Wipe your hand across your mouth, and laugh;
The worlds revolve like ancient women
Gathering fuel in vacant lots.
— Eliot
I CELEBRATE myself, and sing myself,
And what I assume you shall assume,
For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.
I loafe and invite my soul,
I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass.
My tongue, every atom of my blood, form’d from this soil, this
air,
Born here of parents born here from parents the same, and their
parents the same,
I, now thirty-seven years old in perfect health begin,
Hoping to cease not till death.
— Walt Whitman
Gerard Van der Leun
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Subtle.
Veeery subtle.
A bit of daylight right here. Tracy is a trip mine. That means she’s my heroine. Watch out, the Left – we have your number, now. Tracy joins Rosanne (a wounded and loose cannon comic genius) and Norm MacDonald, Gavin McInnes, and Dennis Miller as true comedians.
Fuck off, Jamie!
I found this video deeply offensive. First, it was in color, which means that it appropriated the cinematography from non-whites, or people of “color.” The video should have been in black and white, except that would have privileged whites and oppressed black people. One could say it was in grayscale, but that implies sameness and would be highly offensive and oppressive to all of us who celebrate diversity. It could have been made as a cartoon, but inevitably it would have meant caricaturing (hence stereotyping) the characters, which you can do to the white characters (I mean, who cares? They are all Nazis anyway) but not to the minority players — who were massively under-represented in the casting!
Therefore, this video should never have been made at all. I demand that you take it off your site, you neo-Nazi, fascist hatemonger!
Sir! YES SIR!!
I vass amussssed!
It’s always important to check out what “The Ullwoman” is up to. After all, she helped launch “The Simpsons” (The Simpson’s …….. )
‘Struth!! Simpsons started as a minor segment on her show in early 90’s
The fact that Tracey Ullman did this isn’t surprising- but the fact that the BBC showed it is amazing!
Glad to see that Tracey is still subversive, and I greatly enjoyed that video!
what’s http://www.facebook.com? I’m just getting a silly sad face icon…is something supposed to be there?