kishkes & knubble

en una gota de agua buscaba su voz el nino

вторник, апреля 25, 2006

über dem nichts : über dem fluss : über sinn : über den frauen : über den broten : über der strassenbahn : über knoblauch : über wörtern

a thing no one much agrees is how to call Jerminny.

the Latins got their name for foreigners from the Greeks, who heard them saying barbarbar & so calld them barbaros (why too we have babies who babble). & Germania they calld the place above Gallia & near Helvetia.

a Germanus is a kind of foreigner, pluck from a host of Germani, which name may be from old Celtic (this is when Ireland was still in France) gar, for neighbor, or germ, for battle shriek.

the Western Latins got ranged around a melee between the Franks & the Allemani -- two fibers in the pithy funis, dancing a slow decrease -- which the Franks won in 496. Allemani may just be "the everyone-people"; either way, as they steadily cannabilized Remus's wonderous table & it became a navy, the Franks came to identify themselves with their Frankland (Alsace was the first France) & the borders with their vanquisht : of course they calld it Allemania. the name has since spread to Arabic &, somehow, Welsh.

the Slavs, meanwhile, who knew a flax from a fuck & took any Rome hard, calld them, like barbari, nimy, literally the mute. (this contrasts possibly, & as I've sed, with slav's derivation from the Slavic slovo, word, cross-hatcht with slava, glory, a people, after all, of long reasonless dusty talks, a people whose ablution is the vital wild word loost upon thought -- not, as we tend to have it, the converse.) so the contemporary Russian for a Joiman is nemjets, and an osmotic dowry is the Hungarian Németország -- in all cases, this meaning "speechless" or "dumb". I'm not sure, given the (Russian, at least) attitude toward knowability -- red shift in the sense meaning dissolution into pronouns -- blue shift in the sense meaning miraculous hollows at the core of the thing -- this wld be pejorative.

or from gar, a jectile weapon of the Gaels, when our garlic -- spear-shaped leek.

themselves the Germans have always calld just plain folks -- deutsch from teuta-, literally "the people". that became theodisk, a German, which became Italian tedesco, English Teuton & Dutch, German Deutsch, &c. contemporary Chinese deguo, implying the sense orderly nation, hopes to borrow the sound of that.

the Estonians have it at Saksamaa, from the Saxons, who famously dissolved like a losenge into the -sexes of England. on the downway thither, they rubbed badly against the Irish, whose name for them still survives as a caustic call for an Englishman, sasenach. Saxon probably started as a name for a wielder of seax knives, as Rus', below, for oarsman.

the Letts call it Vacija, possibly from volk, also the people.

what we call each other makes a patchwork history of intentions. paludal people unenvying bloodlines. beneath the burden of innuendos, beneath the burden of the pleasure of innuendos, any leaf of the infinite: all intention is sunwardness. name a land for its enemy to punish it. name a land for its founder. China is famously Middle Kingdom, but nobody mentions what Netherlands means. leadership is easily bruised; a despot is rounded like a heart.

among noteboooks
descended
hanging journey
derelict garden
by no means unknown

if form is a net
strident stray valence
pallid glint on the orange temple
derelict gloom
left captured

this is a monacle boiled in copper
cut below sand
braying oilmen
aubergine mashed & heaped onto bread

love fills me with words for colors
masooka
resident goddess
or
obituary surfeit
peloria
bud robed in
rose at the augury
the march soft as pearl
or
plea
pleading
cicatrix

my woman was a barren
my hand
reliquary

bead is count or fester
bid the swallow
blueness

you were so arid
a throbbing stench
eats metal
back into me

with this letter I take my pronouns
my many-throated bird
( flag stone : date stone )
and 'oud

nothing knows never, but we're always all talking abt it.

среда, апреля 19, 2006

to stick ; to adhere ; ( fat ) -- synaloepha ; relay ; delay {aleiphein:toannoint}

the trajectory of most song is : what did Arepo grow ?

English , with its double-wide blue , with its shame that does not protect us , is big enuf that all its frailties are our every category : catechism , flora , synapse , strake . ( the former pair are one thing ; the latter pair are one thing )

but scham is helpful to Teutons ,
the Japanese speak when they speak of love (ai) with Po-Chü-i's Han tongue , &
the aloha of Hawai'i is too Samoa's arofa -- we'd translate it love -- that calls louder for strangers than kith .

from a letter :
"mal suereg targan tavtaiyuu?" is a Mongolian greeting. it easily approximates our "how's things?", and means literally "I hope your animals have been fattening nicely." I like it for two reasons: firstly, I seem to have become utterly a yeoman of awkwardnesses, raising on my own plot a cabbage-n-taters of what-to-says, fractured domestic potteries, &c -- whole 9, you know the type -- smiles and nods, that what-do-you-say of it, ugh. so I think it might make a nice freshwater inquiry to sluice afield in one of my interminal processions of polite serenities and concerned others. "no really, how ARE you?" "fine, you know, cows fat as Olmec heads far as a Datsun'll sputter."
second, and what's more, it's actually beautiful, that connection; "goodbye" in English is literally "God be with you," in Amharic you ask how one's spent the last night, the Russian for hello & Latin for goodbye are both "be healthy." but these horizonless people live in such a way that anyone knows exactly what to inquire about in a friend's or stranger's life -- it's specific without being disingenuous, relevant but not needling or cute. it's a same kernel on which the Forbidden City is built, where the Helmsman once slept; the same one that started the Canterbury Tales; that gave us our talk. I suppose it's to be expected that a confident, sturdy thing shld be stone in the parturition of so much, but I'm floored by it, and that they still have a same word for "yurt" "house" and "home" -- even "place" -- so "yurt", which is our pronunciation of the Mongolian "ger", is the same word they'd use to describe where you or I live, and if we were headed home on the F train they'd say we were headed yurtward, and if we met up at the Carnegie Deli it wld be, in Mongolian, an eating-yurt. all of which is to say, it seems to me a pure way of approaching things, to envision the world as a pasture, to attend to its circus of relevances as pastoral, and manage, as the Mongols clearly have in history, not to be dampened out of reality by it.
interstet : recently some genetic demographers working with an exceptionally grand sample of men from across Asia -- Tashkent to Kamchatka , el nueve entiro -- discoverd a prodigious fleck of Y-chromosome , minim on the seminal Word , a single genetic peculiar to a full 16 million Asian men . since the Y is passt identical thru the seed , this meant : 16 million men with a single common ancestor . the branch-out was estimated as being 1,000 years ago ( sevral hundred as a margin of error ) , and was traced back to , all the way to , all the way to , all the way to , Mongolia . the only person this seems liable to have been , then , is Temujin -- sunspot in the sense meaning great justice -- whom we know best as Genghis Khan . science wld guess an average man wld have 800 direct descendants living today ; Temujin makes Raamses II look like Isaac Newton . a last piece of evidence sadly can't be got well -- our bastard uncle Djugashvilli deposed the last reigning grandson & had the Ikh Korg -- Temujin's burial spot -- razed from the minds , and Temujin's spirit banner -- watch-keeping remnant -- purloind from the land , of this man who is history's Great & Gentle light . two teams search now -- one for good Genghis , the other for Khublai , who founded the Yuan & first cast the prohibitions up which China ( still in Russian calld by the name of the Western tribes the Mongols conquered to get in , Kitaj ) trellised itself to firstness , that private firstness whose call it still attends . two other words in Russian that come from the Mongols : bogatyr , the heroic horsemen of the old Slavic epics , who ulaan is red so ulaan bataar is the city of the Red Hero , a name as beautiful as Addis Abeba , the new flower ; & dengi , the form ever plural , from the Mongol for gold , meaning money . by all accounts Temujin wept often & readily .
friend is an interesting word -- it, like most languages' words for friends, is from love, but, and what is less usual, all the words related to it have disappeared. Fried and Fred, when they're used as parts of names, mean friend, friendly, or peaceful. (So Frederick means king of peace, rick being the Germanic for king, cognate with the Latin rex and too with the English reign and regnal -- interestingly, Vladimir can also mean King of Peace, tho I think its mir is more aptly the world.) The Romans called Friday Veneris Dies, "Day of Venus". When the Germans came pithing thru, besides absorbing the wonders of spaghetti cookery and Catholic guilt, they became pretty keen on the days-with-names business as well, and so translated "Veneris Dies" as "Frigedag", which means Frigg's Day, "Frigg" being the Germanic goddess of love, her name from the same root. This is why Friday was originally Buy A Friend A Fish Day, before everyone realized fish deserved friends and friends don't deserve fish.
but what I'm really getting at may be Richard Feynman, the physicist who demonstrated that, at the sub-atomic level, the dynamic balance on which matter is perched -- an atom being best understood, after all, not as a system of discrete motions but rather as a cloud of conflicting probabilities of configuration -- exists between forces of torqued passage not only back and forth thru space, but back and forth thru time as well, with any particular subatomic particle accelerating into the near future and then braking hard into the recent past, unendingly, thru all time. this is obviously a strange phenomenon, but real, and, in addition to physicist and story-collector, Feynman was obsessed with Tuva, politically a republic of the Russian Federation but culturally Mongolian. to read his correspondence, he saw with a shocking, cudgel-like unity: he cld intuit the role of bizarre particle physics the way most of us intuit gravity, and his sense of Tuva -- horizonless, relevant but uncute -- was, somehow, crucial to his ability to trellis the vines of a reality made medusiform by uncommonly nuanced understandings into a cohesive, glyptic, manifold world. and that is certainly related to what beautiful is.
life is the thing that includes itself . we start as fish & make our own landfall ( landfall in the sense meaning loss of hysteria ) ; because of continuity it is literally the case that each of us was a reptile . we emerge into a language shaded by technology -- 4 ages , a fylfot , over us , like Temujin , a kind of safety , a terebinth -- and understand the magics around us accordingly . or : it's obvious once you've traveled that frommage ain't cheese . Jeremiah talks abt circumcizing the heart of Israel . all the cognates of our word black mean usually white , occasionally blazing -- belyj , bianca , blank , bella . that's why Uncle Izzy writes :
We set up mast & sail on that swart ship
Bore sheep aboard her, and our bodies also
Heavy with weeping
from the Nahuatl :
And so I the singer gathered
Blossoms to bedeck the nobles,
Cover them with beauteous garments,
Fill their noble hands with flowers.

среда, апреля 12, 2006

finest honey ( curdled ) : useless to the bee

a very clever medieval poet in Hebrew is named Immanuel of Rome. some verse:


The Odious Girl

O creative Intelligence! The day you created Gershom's daughter, you shamed the universe, for in her body you brought odium to perfection. It seems you had a vile dream and interpreted it.

Perhaps you vowed to lump all loathsome things together? Or else proposed to fashion an owl and a monkey? How did you ever dream up such a dream? Were you soul-sick or were you drunk?

Tell me, Angel of delineation: were your scribers or callipers stolen from you, so that you had to use a winnowing shovel in making Gershom's daughter?

Or did the stars rise up against her? Did the Crab and the Scorpion then station themselves at the tail end of the Serpent, as it ascended the heavens?

The Wife's Complaint

Two years have already passed since I took a husband, but he is still alive, and I can have no pleasure. If only he would die of lightning's dart ir thunder's roar, I would be queen among the charming ladies.

Day after day I call for Death to come, for my soul longs for a change of fare. I do not know how this outrage will end. Oh, perish the day when I came into his house!

I see that my neighbour, within the span of thiry months, has three times buried a husband. All the neighbourhood wives exclaim: "How happy she must be!

"She spurned heroes and princes. Like a lioness, she made her lair among young lions, and she lay in their midst, bearing her cubs."


The Miser

--And this poem I wrote about the man who secretly wore my clothes:--

Behold this scoundrel -- may his end be bitter, may the heavens lay bare his guilt! He has flocks of his own, but rather than deplete them he prefers to take the poor man's lamb. He has a foreskin, but for fear of wearing it out he would rather use his neighbor's when he copulates.

The Egoist

This friend -- when I summoned him, to come to his aid, he swooped to my side like a bird from its high nest. But when I summoned him, to come to my aid, he turned as deaf as an asp that stops its ears. He is like a blacksmith's dog, living in a forge: he dozes off and sleeps to the sound of the hammers, but wakes up for meals to the sound of teeth.

I forget whose translation: align="right">tell no one this

a major poet of Russian died recently.

Slav related to Rus slava, glory, &, more originally, slovo, word. neighboring persons were calld Nim, for mute or wordless; this survives as, among cetera, the contemporary Russian for German -- nemjets -- & the name of actor-cum-biblical-hooplameister Leonard Nimoy. the onomatopoetic equivalent in Latin is barbarus, literally "person who when he talks sounds like this: barbarbarbar", meaning simply foreigner, whence of cors our barbarian.

or

Slav from slowein, a name for a river full of jags used for purification

or

Slav from the (I forget) proto-slavic for entangled. knots were sacred to the ancient Slavs.

Russian has two words for Russian, importantly; rossijskij means of the Russian Federation, while russkij means of Russian ethnos. the language, then, is russkij for sure; the olympic team is rossijskij. the distinction is active (whereas it's my understanding that, in Chinese for instance, it's normal to call evrything zhong, even tho zhong is the "middle" of "Middle Kingdom" (a bad translation), while the people are han) & makes changes in language.

Rus' is, either way, the parent form of both; it's probably an old Viking word for oarsman -- the Vikings founded Russia as a waystation on the trip downriver to -- that city of cats & burlaps, cardamom starcharts & feathers -- Baghdad

the death of Gennadij Ajgi

contained within the Russian Federation
are 21 autonomous republics
with hills language languages
national diameters
from sense to
similarity

anything is spoken

on the level of specificity
there's
only one a
& no end of thes

a palinode a rose that may rain
the loosestrife

passing in the rain
in slow dreams of pleasure

a language with as many
words for
love as loves
death as dead
words for
so what are words for

mouths wanted him to chase her
surface in the sense meaning
bound by conflicts
words for anything,
eye sphere atom ash
rose that may rain
in the slow passing of pleasure

a language in which "love" cannot
go in the accusative
or the aorist (Archie calls it a sponge)
because, in that flash of the transitive,
is already rain

a language in which
the sentence "I love you"
leaves you a stem
& torrents
and she, they, red petals & yellow

I do not know how to get the formatting right, but that text is, for now, spaced wrong

вторник, апреля 11, 2006

suitless

the most ineluctable & characteristic thing is continuity.

понедельник, апреля 10, 2006

willow ( or ) ossier ( in the sense meaning) ground is wet

why homo sapiens?

the human person has
invented just one
thing: fire, or grammar,
the same invention,
two plumes extending
from a single flame, or,
in mystical terms, a kylix.
evrything else; every lily's notice of the technical; dry glance; every thing that's done with blood; eyes to the bruise; evry garland over evry door; uses of topaz; limens; quarries; medicine viticulture telling & measurement of light; evrything follows, in the timescale of a species, instanter, hot on the heels of firemaking, hot in the lingering afterbreath of -- or cradle -- that first lax vowel.
we've invented one thing; flammegrammatik (in Russian a special class of four corelated neuter nouns that all look feminine: imja vremja plemja plamja -- fire time tribe flame (4 things that come in a bundle, apparently to the Slavs at least) -- & the latter pair nearly ident!); all else is simplest extension of that.
suspend the privileges for a minute of religion : this is, this is, this is, a horrible adaptation. flag-down or flare-up : we are a hemorrhoid in faunadom, possessed mebbe of spellbindingness but totally ill-brought -- the nature of grammar, and of fire -- mebbe the luminous kernel these two share like thrushsong at the liquid center of a city -- is illimit, the natural meandering inclination of the thing to flower out, while taking in; forthness is unerring conflict.
grammar to its root means scratching or inlay
flame to its root means brightness or color
The light-foot hears you and the brightness begins
god-step at the margins of thought
...
fire & grammar may be the one thing we never recover from.
the first fire was from Azerbaijan -- now the near horizon of the petroleum industry -- where flame still blossoms hot from cracks en la tierra; Prometheus there, in pain, with nothing to wait for.
but there is no homo infans, no homo rosarum, homo somniens.
grammar is a causeway, a hatchwork mistaken for a hierarchy. grammar is the valve of equivalance;
so I was sour yesterday talking to a friend who insisted on insisting that variety implies ordinacy, that to suggest a dog's mind is simpler than ours engenders a whole intricacy of valuations & descents -- well that's not so. this grunt had got lodged so deep in him -- my friend -- that he cldn't conceive even of its particularity, believed in the style of persons to whom there is correctness that he was parsing the ineluctable crux of that argument from its crystal vessel. dogs live a rapture of smell whose nuance we can't conceive, "Fish pray to salt." -- Robt Kelly, I mean it's arrogant to view the absence of us as lessness. (my friend went on to try & connect my point to the anti-vivisectionists, and to overuse the word inscribe, reminiscent of Frank O'Hara's comment to Fairfield Porter, "Well, when the cow's been in the garlic..." -- he was mostly I think reliving the excited reception of his master's degree coursework, and mebbe shld be cut a break...)
but grammar, as we must mean it to be able to say it, is human grammar (a God who misspeaks?), and opens radically the possibility of circumference: inclusion is a grammatic act, one of the oldest, and so is equation. flame is simple backstory.
the wine in this kylix is question
the shared headlength that parturiates & nourishes
same fire same grammar same
is asking
("Is the falling cloth a flag?
What is buried behind Lufkin's diner?
What does the King welcome when he goes behind the curtain?
Who is the stars?")
all source is open
all cause is question

пятница, апреля 07, 2006

blog gorp tarn claw

downbrae ; hollow ; medusiform ; stigmata ; pickax ; gazelle ; solid ; finch ; golddust

the purpose of this blog is static & solmizational; its intention is to transmute the migratory raptures into songful blather.

wrecked gamut in the sense meaning early organs had one key, or two
piano was Chinese & now it is chalk
gamut is a great word -- it comes from the Latin gamma ut; gamma the Greek letter used to denote the lowest hexachord (precursor to scale); ut's the first word of the Hymn to the Baptist whence the familiar doh-re-mi (Ut queant laxis resonare fibris Mira gestorum famuli tuorum, Solve polluti labii reatum, Sancte Iohannes); somehow ut got reverst to do somewhere along. so gamma ut means doh #3, which happens to be the lowest in pitch. & gamut means base of the whole range, etym, radial center.
gamma from the trilitera gml, meaning throwstick. the sense of it is: first the ox-head, then the house. now this.
ossifrage left as
cradle & landlock
the hand-drum stuttering
is money turnd to wires
organum meaning tool or functional subset. irk ; wright ; orgie ; georgic ; bulwark . the idea goes back far -- a low voice holds a low note as base (gamut), two melismatae curl & cross thru the open space above: a flexible line, tropic. introduction of the tenor (holder of the original line) because all had become filagree. replacement of the voice by an instrument (organon) -- the first organs ran on billows & were operated by several monks at a time. luminous degradation in the sense meaning all space is shoreline.
(the cod warns the shark:
but I taste just like fish)
quandoquidem patris rapinae
notae sunt populo et natis pilosas
fili non potes asse venditare