Category: bell et bien

♨ When young I fell in love with books when there was nobody else to ask about the Beauty the Horror the Sacred Relics the Architecture of Dreams. Books informed me. 
✂ ✂ But its drawing that gave me lines, shadow and depth – and how for to find. And in fashion where search for beauty – is everything.

Patti Smith’s List of Favorite Books

List snarfed from OPEN CULTURE:

Olga Plümacher: Pessimism Past and Present

Olga Plümacher (1839–1895) published a book entitled Der Pessimismus in Vergangenheit und Gegenwart in 1884. It was an influential book: Nietzsche owned a copy (as did Sam Beckett), and there are clear cases where Nietzsche borrowed phraseology from Plümacher.

Plümacher specifies philosophical pessimism as comprising two propositions: ‘The sum of displeasure outweighs the sum of pleasure’ and ‘Consequently the non-being of the world would be better than its being’.

Plümacher cites Schopenhauer as the first proponent of this position, and Eduard von Hartmann as the thinker who has developed it to its fullest potential. She heavily criticizes Schopenhauer in many respects, not for being a pessimist, but rather for not achieving as good a pessimism as he might have done, on the following major grounds: that his account of pleasure as merely privative is implausible, that he has a confused account of individuation, that his retention of a Christian notion of guilt is gratuitous, that he lapses into the self-pitying subjectivity of the condition she calls Weltschmerz, and that his philosophy leads to quietism, and is thus inferior to von Hartmann’s combination of pessimism and optimism, which allows for social progress.

From Abstract : Worse than the best possible pessimism? Olga Plümacher’s critique of Schopenhauer, by Christopher Janaway

https://www.tandfonline.com/doi/full/10.1080/09608788.2021.1881441

Google Books:

Der Pessimismus in Vergangenheit und Gegenwart, Geschichtliches und Kritisches, by Olga Plümacher · 1884

https://www.google.com/books/edition/Der_Pessimismus_in_Vergangenheit_und_Geg/se2FvG44qZQC?hl=en&gbpv=0

Pessoa: A Biography

By Richard Zenith

About half way thru. Very nicely done.

INTRODUCTION

Pessoa described himself as a “secret orchestra.” Rimbaud as a piece of wood transformed by destiny into a violin.

Detective Fiction ?

Pessoa lamented the hesitation and incompletion that plagued so much of what he wrote.

In Book of Disquiet, illustrates the uncertainty principle that runs throughout his written universe.

Variations on the Invented Self. Powered by ideas rather than plot. Self multiplication.

Part 1: The Born Foreigner 1888-1905

Chapter 1

Born June 13, 1888. A Gemini.

Saudade: word signifies intense longing, yearning, nostalgia, as state of mind, existential condition.

Tagus River, sometimes called Mar da Palha or Straw Sea.

Writing as painting: “Against the blue made pale by the green of night, the cold unevenness of the buildings on the summer horizon formed a jagged, brownish-black silhouette, vaguely haloed by a yellowed gray.” Book of Disquiet — BOD

Both parents passionately into language. Father a Music Theatre Critic side job. Defined his ancestry as a mixture of aristocrats and jews. Mother Catholic.

Restless religious curiosity. Read extensively. Including astrology.

However closely you touch me

When I pass by, always drifting,

You are to me like a dream —

In my soul your ringing is distant.

With every clang you make,

Resounding across the sky,

I feel the past farther away,

I feel nostalgia close by.

First published piece of creative prose “In The Forest of Estrangement.”

His father secure in a government job. Reading by four. Fondness for comics.

Chapter 2

Brother born 1893, contracted TB, like his father. Fathers’s mother bouts of dementia that alternated between sullen withdrawal and exalted verbal eruptions. Father searching for a cure at sanatoriums. Father died 1893. Mother Maria forced to downsize from spacious apartment with two housekeepers and grand view of Targus. Those days were over. Brother Jorge died 1894.

Mother met Joao Rosa on streetcar, made in America, they called the Americano. He became the great love of her life. A ships captain in Navy, had sailed all over the world.

Was promoted to Port Captain. His ship called the Liberal. Campaign to subdue Mozambique rebels. Slated to become Portuguese consul in Durban South Africa.

Chapter 3

A true and intimate disbelief

Has made the whole world a desert for me.

Bullfights at Campo Pequeno with his Uncle Cunha. Portuguese bullfights, known as the corrida, somewhat less gruesome than those in Spain. Attended concerts, opera with Aunt Maria.

From the 1920’s? “And instead of ending with my childhood, this tendency expanded in my adolescence, taking firmer root with each passing year… Today I have no personality: I have divided all my humanness among the various authors whom I’ve served as literary executor. Today I am the meeting place of a small humanity that belongs only to me.”

First heteronym Chevalier de Pas, knight and letter writer. At five or six. Knight of No ? Pas also means steps. Mother herself, diligently wrote letters to her family, constantly.

MOI: Letters for me are, and always have been, an explosive aberration. Serve as an annex or extension, to break against boundaries, crash selves even. Open my life up to both relative and the absurd as a promulgation. A place occasionally can devolve into, however taboo, lit up against what occurred to my char as a direct affront, ceaselessly repetitive limitations of reality.

Pessoa’s niece found and published some of Uncle Cunha’s letters to Fernando.

Pessoa would dress up for Carnival. Majority maternal relatives, great aunts and their husbands, lived in Lisbon. Mothers family came from Azores, an island archipelago, west of Lisbon, northwest of Morocco.

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E.M. Cioran Some Stuff

INTERVIEW E. M. Cioran & Jason Weiss https://www.itinerariesofahummingbird.com/e-m-cioran.html

Portions of this interview were first published in the Los Angeles Times (October 5, 1984); the entire text appeared in Grand Street (New York) 5:3 (Spring 1986), and later in my book Writing at Risk: interviews in Paris with uncommon writers (Iowa, 1991), now out of print.  More recently, the interview was translated into Italian by Pierpaolo Trillini and edited by Antonio Di Gennaro as a small book under Cioran’s name as L’Intellettuale senza patria (Milano: Mimesis, 2014).

ARTICLE in https://www.theschooloflife.com/article/e-m-cioran/

Cioran sat out the Second World War in Paris. In its aftermath, he approached the famous publishing house, Gallimard, with his first work in French, A Short History of Decay, published in 1949. Writing in French was he said, ‘like writing a love letter with a dictionary’.  

The book became a bestseller, the first in a series of devastatingly wicked and dark texts composed mainly of aphorisms and tart short essays. Each title comes as a provocation or a punch: Syllogisms of BitternessThe Temptation to Exist and his masterpiece: The Trouble with Being Born.

MOI: I bring french into my english as a structural ghost —

Insomnia | An interview with Emil Cioran, 1984 http://www.cocosse-journal.org/2020/07/the-insomnia-interview-with-emil-cioran.html

“Read day and night, devour books – these sleeping pills – not to know but to forget! Through books you can retrace your way back to the origins of spleen, discarding history and its illusions.”

Dont Believe Me Just Watch

Bruno Mars and Mark Ronson

Come on, dance, jump on it
If you sexy then flaunt it
If you freaky then own it
Don’t brag about it, come show me

Don’t believe me just watch come on!

Don’t believe me just watch uh —

The Faerie Queene

Written in the 1590s, The Faerie Queene is a Christian allegory (in which Catholicism is the enemy and the Church of England in need of protecting) featuring a cast of knights, maidens, villains, monsters (the Blatant Beast – whence we get our word ‘blatant’ – is but one example), wizards, and princes. Spenser depicts the Christian world of chivalry using his ‘Spenserian stanza’ form, devised specifically for the poem, and casts a heady magic spell over readers. His poem continues to do so, even if parts of the poem drag a little, especially if we don’t have access to a handy guide that explains contemporary allusions and the more obscure Christian references.

Edmund Spenser Complete Works, PDF

  • Iambicum Trimetrum
  • 1569: Jan van der Noodt’s A Theatre for Worldlings, including poems translated into English by Spenser from French sources, published by Henry Bynneman in London[34]
  • 1579: The Shepheardes Calender, published under the pseudonym “Immerito”[35] (entered into the Stationers’ Register in December[34])

1590:

1591:

1592:

  • Axiochus, a translation of a pseudo-Platonic dialogue from the original Ancient Greek; published by Cuthbert Burbie; attributed to “Edw: Spenser”[34] but the attribution is uncertain[36]
  • Daphnaïda. An Elegy upon the Death of the Noble and Vertuous Douglas Howard, Daughter and Heire of Henry Lord Howard, Viscount Byndon, and Wife of Arthure Gorges Esquier (published in London in January, according to one source;[34] another source gives 1591 as the year[35])

1595:

1596:

Posthumous:

  • 1609: Two Cantos of Mutabilitie published together with a reprint of The Faerie Queene[37]
  • 1611: First folio edition of Spenser’s collected works[37]
  • 1633: A Vewe of the Present State of Irelande, a prose treatise on the reformation of Ireland,[38] first published by Sir James Ware (historian) entitled The Historie of Ireland (Spenser’s work was entered into the Stationer’s Register in 1598 and circulated in manuscript but not published until it was edited by Ware)[37]

Alexander Pope and His Complete Works

Alexander Pope (21 May 1688 – 30 May 1744) was an English poet, translator, and satirist of the Augustan period and one of its greatest artistic exponents.[1] Considered the foremost English poet of the early 18th century and a master of the heroic couplet, he is best known for satirical and discursive poetry, including The Rape of the LockThe Dunciad, and An Essay on Criticism, and for his translation of Homer. After Shakespeare, he is the second-most quoted author in The Oxford Dictionary of Quotations,[2] some of his verses having entered common parlance (e.g. “damning with faint praise” or “to err is human; to forgive, divine“).

PDFs for: Rape of the Lock, Complete Works

TABLE OF CONTENTS for Complete Works

Biographical Sketch

Early Poems

Ode On Solitude

A Paraphrase (on Thomas   Kempis, L. III. C. 2)

To the Author of a Poem Entitled Successio [ ]

The First Book of Statius’s Thebais Translated In the Year 1703

Imitations of English Poets

Chaucer

Spenser [ ] the Alley

Waller On a Lady Singing to Her Lute

Cowley the Garden

Weeping

Earl of Rochester On Silence

Earl of Dorset Artemisia

Dr. Swift the Happy Life of a Country Parson

Pastorals

Discourse On Pastoral Poetry

I: Spring; Or, Damon [ ] to Sir William Trumbull

II: Summer; Or, Alexis to Dr. Garth

III: Autumn; Or, Hylas and  gon [ ] to Mr. Wycherley

IV: Winter; Or, Daphne [ ] to the Memory of Mrs. Tempest

Windsor Forest [ ] to the Right Hon. George Lord Lansdown

Paraphrases From Chaucer

January and May: Or, the Merchant’s Tale

The Wife of Bath Her Prologue

The Temple of Fame [ ]

Translations From Ovid

Sappho to Phaon From the Fifteenth of Ovid’s Epistles

The Fable of Dryope [ ] From the Ninth Book of Ovid’s Metamorphoses

Vertumnus and Pomona From the Fourteenth Book of Ovid’s Metamorphoses

An Essay On Criticism [ ]

Part I

Part Ii

Part Iii

Poems Written Between 1708 and 1712

Ode For Music On St. Cecilia’s Day

Argus

The Balance of Europe

The Translator

On Mrs. Tofts, a Famous Opera-singer

Epistle to Mrs. Blount, With the Works of Voiture.

The Dying Christian to His Soul

Epistle to Mr. Jervas [ ] With Dryden’s Translation of Fresnoy’s Art of Painting

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Impromptu to Lady Winchilsea Occasioned By Four Satirical Verses On

Women Wits, In the Rape of the Lock

Elegy to the Memory of an Unfortunate Lady

Messiah

The Rape of the Lock an Heroi-comical Poem [ ]

Canto I

Canto Ii

Canto Iii

Canto Iv

Canto V

Poems Written Between 1713 and 1717

Prologue to Mr. Addison’s Cato

Epilogue to Mr. Rowe’s Jane Shore Designed For Mrs. Oldfield

To a Lady, With the Temple of Fame

Upon the Duke of Marlborough’s House At Woodstock

Lines to Lord Bathurst

Macer [ ] a Character

Epistle to Mrs. Teresa Blount On Her Leaving the Town After the Coronation

Lines Occasioned By Some Verses of His Grace the Duke of Buckingham

A Farewell to London [ ] In the Year 1715

Imitation of Martial

Imitation of Tibullus

The Basset-table [ ] an Eclogue

Epigram On the Toasts of the Kit-cat Club [ ] Anno 1716

The Challenge a Court Ballad

The Looking-glass On Mrs. Pulteney

Prologue, Designed For Mr. D’urfey’s Last Play

Prologue to the ‘three Hours After Marriage’

Prayer of Brutus From Geoffrey of Monmouth

To Lady Mary Wortley Montagu

Extemporaneous Lines On a Portrait of Lady Mary Wortley Montagu, Painted

By Kneller

Eloisa to Abelard [ ]

Poems Written Between 1718 and 1727

An Inscription Upon a Punch-bowl In the South Sea Year, For a Club: Chased

With Jupiter Placing Callisto In the Skies, and Europa With the Bull

Epistle to James Craggs, Esq. Secretary of State

A Dialogue

Verses to Mr. C. St. James’s Palace, London, Oct. 22

To Mr. Gay Who Had Congratulated Pope On Finishing His House and

Gardens

On Drawings of the Statues of Apollo, Venus, and Hercules Made For Pope By

Sir Godfrey Kneller

Epistle to Robert Earl of Oxford and Mortimer Prefixed to Parnell’s Poems

Two Choruses to the Tragedy of Brutus

To Mrs. M. B. On Her Birthday

Answer to the Following Question of Mrs. Howe

On a Certain Lady At Court

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To Mr. John Moore Author of the Celebrated Worm-powder

The Curll Miscellanies Umbra

Poems Suggested By Gulliver

Later Poems

On Certain Ladies

Celia

Prologue to a Play For Mr. Dennis’s Benefit, In 1733, When He Was Old,

Blind, and In Great Distress, a Little Before His Death

Song, By a Person of Quality Written In the Year 1733

Verses Left By Mr. Pope On His Lying In the Same Bed Which Wilmot, the

Celebrated Earl of Rochester, Slept In At Adderbury, Then Belonging to the

Duke of Argyle, July 9th, 1739

On His Grotto At Twickenham Composed of Marbles, Spars, Gems, Ores, and

Minerals

On Receiving From the Right Hon. the Lady Frances Shirley a Standish and

Two Pens

On Beaufort House Gate At Chiswick

To Mr. Thomas Southern On His Birthday, 1742

Epigram

1740: A Poem [ ]

Poems of Uncertain Date

To Erinna

Lines Written In Windsor Forest

Verbatim From Boileau First Published By Warburton In 1751

Lines On Swift’s Ancestors

On Seeing the Ladies At Crux Easton Walk In the Woods By the Grotto

Extempore By Mr. Pope

Inscription On a Grotto, the Work of Nine Ladies

To the Right Hon. the Earl of Oxford Upon a Piece of News In Mist [mist’s

Journal] That the Rev. Mr. W. Refused to Write Against Mr. Pope Because

His Best Patron Had a Friendship For the Said Pope

Epigrams and Epitaphs

On a Picture of Queen Caroline Drawn By Lady Burlington

Epigram Engraved On the Collar of a Dog Which I Gave to His Royal

Highness

Lines Written In Evelyn’s Book On Coins

From the Grub-street Journal

I: Epigram

II: Epigram

III: Mr. J. M. S[myth]e Catechised On His One Epistle to Mr. Pope

IV: Epigram On Mr. M[oo]re’s Going to Law With Mr. Giliver: Inscribed to

Attorney Tibbald

V: Epigram

VI: Epitaph On James Moore-smythe

VII: A Question By Anonymous

VIII: Epigram

IX: Epigram

Epitaphs

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On Charles Earl of Dorset In the Church of Withyam, Sussex

On Sir William Trumbull One of the Principal Secretaries of State to King

William Iii

On the Hon. Simon Harcourt Only Son of the Lord Chancellor Harcourt

On James Craggs, Esq. In Westminster Abbey

On Mr. Rowe In Westminster Abbey

On Mrs. Corbet Who Died of a Cancer In Her Breast

On the Monument of the Hon. R. Digby and of His Sister Mary Erected By

Their Father, Lord Digby, In the Church of Sherborne, In Dorsetshire, 1727.

On Sir Godfrey Kneller In Westminster Abbey, 1723

On General Henry Withers In Westminster Abbey, 1729

On Mr. Elijah Fenton At Easthamstead, Berks, 1729

On Mr. Gay In Westminster Abbey, 1730

Intended For Sir Isaac Newton In Westminster Abbey

On Dr. Francis Atterbury Bishop of Rochester, Who Died In Exile At Paris,

1732

On Edmund Duke of Buckingham Who Died In the Nineteenth Year of His

Age, 1735

For One Who Would Not Be Buried In Westminster Abbey

Another On the Same

On Two Lovers Struck Dead By Lightning

Epitaph

An Essay On Man [ ]

In Four Epistles to Lord Bolingbroke

The Design

Epistle I of the Nature and State of Man, With Respect to the Universe

Epistle Ii of the Nature and State of Man With Respect to Himself As an

Individual

Epistle Iii of the Nature and State of Man With Respect to Society

Epistle Iv of the Nature and State of Man, With Respect to Happiness

Moral Essays

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Epistle I [ ] to Sir Richard Temple, Lord Cobham

Epistle Ii [ ] to a Lady of the Characters of Women

Epistle Iii [ ] to Allen, Lord Bathurst

Epistle IV: To Richard Boyle, Earl of Burlington of the Use of Riches

Epistle V: To Mr. Addison Occasioned By His Dialogues On Medals

Universal Prayer Deo Opt. Max.

Satires

Epistle to Dr. Arbuthnot [ ] Being the Prologue to the Satires

Satires, Epistles, and Odes of Horace Imitated [ ]

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The First Satire of the Second Book of Horace

The Second Satire of the Second Book of Horace [ ]

The First Epistle of the First Book of Horace [ ]

The Sixth Epistle of the First Book of Horace [ ]

The First Epistle of the Second Book of Horace [ ]

The Second Epistle of the Second Book of Horace [ ]

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Satires of Dr. John Donne, Dean of St. Paul’s, Versified [ ]

Epilogue to the Satires [ ] In Two Dialogues. Written In 1738

The Sixth Satire of the Second Book of Horace [ ]

The Seventh Epistle of the First Book of Horace [ ]

The First Ode of the Fourth Book of Horace [ ]

The Ninth Ode of the Fourth Book of Horace

The Dunciad In Four Books

Martinus Scriblerus of the Poem

Preface Prefixed to the Five First Imperfect Editions of the Dunciad, In Three

Books, Printed At Dublin and London, In Octavo and Duodecimo, 1727.

The Publisher to the Reader

A Letter to the Publisher Occasioned By the First Correct Edition of the

Dunciad

Advertisement to the First Edition With Notes, Quarto, 1729

Advertisement to the First Edition of the Fourth Book of the Dunciad, When

Printed Separately In the Year 1742

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The Dunciad [ ] to Dr. Jonathan Swift

Book I

Book Ii [ ]

Book Iii [ ]

Book Iv [ ]

Translations From Homer the Iliad

Pope’s Preface

Book I: The Contention of Achilles and Agamemnon

Book II: The Trial of the Army and Catalogue of the Forces

Book III: The Duel of Menelaus and Paris

Book IV: The Breach of the Truce, and the First Battle

Book V: The Acts of Diomed

Book VI: The Episodes of Glaucus and Diomed, and of Hector and

Andromache

Book VII: The Single Combat of Hector and Ajax

Book VIII: The Second Battle, and the Distress of the Greeks

Book IX: The Embassy to Achilles

Book X: The Night Adventure of Diomede and Ulysses

Book XI: The Third Battle, and the Acts of Agamemnon

Book XII: The Battle At the Grecian Wall

Book XIII: The Fourth Battle Continued, In Which Neptune Assists the Greeks.

the Acts of Idomeneus

Book XIV: Juno Deceives Jupiter By the Girdle of Venus

Book XV: The Fifth Battle, At the Ships; and the Acts of Ajax

Book XVI: The Sixth Battle: the Acts and Death of Patroclus

Book XVII: The Seventh Battle, For the Body of Patroclus.—the Acts of

Menelaus

Book XVIII: The Grief of Achilles, and New Armour Made Him By Vulcan

Book XIX: The Reconciliation of Achilles and Agamemnon

Book XX: The Battle of the Gods, and the Acts of Achilles

Book XXI: The Battle In the River Scamander

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Book XXII: The Death of Hector

Book XXIII: Funeral Games In Honour of Patroclus

Book XXIV: The Redemption of the Body of Hector

Pope’s Concluding Note.

The Odyssey

Book III: The Interview of Telemachus and Nestor

Book V: The Departure of Ulysses From Calypso

Book VII: The Court of Alcino s

Book IX: The Adventures of the Cicons, Lotophagi, and Cyclops

Book X: Adventures With  olus, the L strygons, and Circe

Book XIII: The Arrival of Ulysses In Ithaca

Book XIV: The Conversation With Eum us

Book XV: The Return of Telemachus

Book XVII: Book XXI: The Bending of Ulysses’ Bow

Book XXII: The Death of the Suitors

Book XXIV: Postscript By Pope

Appendix

A. a Glossary of Names of Pope’s Contemporaries Mentioned In the Poems.

Bibliographical Note

POPE’s VILLA & GRATTO

Pope’s villa was the residence of Alexander Pope at Twickenham, then a village west of London in Middlesex. He moved there in 1719 and created gardens and an underground grotto. The house and grotto were topics of 18th- and 19th-century poetry and art. In about 1845, a neo-Tudor house known as Pope’s Villa was built on approximately the same site; it has been used as a school since the early 20th century. Pope’s Grotto, which is listed Grade II* by Historic England, survives and is occasionally open to the public.

Mary Shelley’s Obsession with the Cemetery

The author of Frankenstein always saw love and death as connected. She visited the cemetery to commune with her dead mother. And with her lover.

From jstor.org By: Bess Lovejoy 

“Her mother’s grave: the setting seems an unusually grim, even ghoulish locale for reading, writing, or love-making,” Gilbert notes. Yet for Mary Shelley, the cemetery was not merely a repository of rotting corpses, but a site of knowledge and connection: It was a place where she read to deepen her literary education and her communion with her mother, and a place where she was inducted into mysteries of sexuality. Literary, familial, and carnal knowledge were all bound together in one place.

Rimbaud’s Illuminations XI: Matinée d’Ivresse

O mon Bien ! O mon Beau ! Fanfare atroce où je ne trébuche point ! Chevalet féerique ! Hourra pour l’oeuvre inouïe et pour le corps merveilleux, pour la première fois ! Cela commença sous les rires des enfants, cela finira par eux. Ce poison va rester dans toutes nos veines même quand, la fanfare tournant, nous serons rendus à l’ancienne inharmonie. O maintenant, nous si digne de ces tortures ! rassemblons fervemment cette promesse surhumaine faite à notre corps et à notre âme créés: cette promesse, cette démence ! L’élégance, la science, la violence ! On nous a promis d’enterrer dans l’ombre l’arbre du bien et du mal, de déporter les honnêtetés tyranniques, afin que nous amenions notre très pur amour. Cela commença par quelques dégoûts et cela finit, – ne pouvant nous saisir sur-le-champ de cette éternité, – cela finit par une débandade de parfums.

Rire des enfants, discrétion des esclaves, austérité des vierges, horreur des figures et des objets d’ici, sacrés soyez-vous par le souvenir de cette veille. Cela commençait par toute la rustrerie, voici que cela finit par des anges de flamme et de glace.

Petite veille d’ivresse, sainte ! quand ce ne serait que pour le masque dont tu as gratifié. Nous t’affirmons, méthode ! Nous n’oublions pas que tu as glorifié hier chacun de nos âges. Nous avons foi au poison. Nous savons donner notre vie tout entière tous les jours.

Voici le temps des Assassins.

TRANSLATION:

O my Good! O my Beautiful! Appalling fanfare where I do not falter! rack of enchantmants! Hurrah for the wonderful work and for the marvelous body, for the first time! It began in the midst of children’s laughter, with their laughter will it end. This poison will remain in all our veins even when, the fanfare turning, we shall be given back to the old disharmony. O now may we, so worthy of these tortures! fervently take up the superhuman promise made to our created body and soul: that promise, that madness! Elegance, science, violence! They promised to bury in darkness the tree of good and evil, to deport tyrannic respectability so that we might bring hither our very pure love. It began with a certain disgust and it ends, – unable to grasp this eternity, – it ends in a riot of perfumes.

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Half twain! Quarter twain! M-a-r-k twain!

“Mark Twain” (meaning “Mark number two”) was a Mississippi River term: the second mark on the line that measured depth signified two fathoms, or twelve feet—safe depth for the steamboat. In 1857, at the age of twenty-one, he became a “cub” steamboat pilot.

Mark Twain at Large. UC Berkeley Library.

At the corner of Good-Children and Tchoupitoulas streets, I beheld an apparition!—and my first impulse was to dodge behind a lamp-post. It was a woman—a hay-stack of curtain calico, ten feet high—sweeping majestically down the middle of the street . . . . Next I saw a girl of eighteen, mounted on a fine horse, and dressed as a Spanish Cavalier, with long rapier, flowing curls, blue satin doublet and half-breeches, trimmed with broad white lace—(the balance of her dainty legs cased in flesh-colored silk stockings)—white kid gloves—and a nodding crimson feather in the coquettishest little cap in the world. She removed said cap and bowed low to me, and nothing loath, I bowed in return—but I could n’t help murmuring, “By the beard of the Prophet, Miss, but you’ve mistaken your man this time—for I never saw your silk mask before—nor the balance of your costume, either, for that matter.” And then I saw a hundred men, women and children in fine, fancy, splendid, ugly, coarse, ridiculous, grotesque, laughable costumes, and the truth flashed upon me—”This is Mardi-Gras!”

Clemens describes Mardi Gras to his sister March 1859

This Much Know to be True

Official trailer for THIS MUCH I KNOW TO BE TRUE – in cinemas worldwide on Wednesday 11 May.

https://www.thismuchiknowtobetrue.com

Directed by Andrew Dominik, featuring Nick Cave & Warren Ellis, captures their exceptional creative relationship as they bring to life songs from albums Ghosteen and Carnage.

Time of the Assassins by Henry Miller

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Love Rimbaud’s switches and tumbles.

How he combs and breaks with traditional narrative assembly, roams thoughts language wise willing, visualizes narrative meta, into a poetic spillover of passions dark rebellion and rank beautiful mischief. And yet still so TYPICALLY french. Miller is more a pillar with a filler he gathers great detail into a mighty vacuum, where as Rimbaud startles into essences.

Frequency Dictionary of French

5000 words embedded in frequent french phrasing with clever translations. @word 4700. Almost done. LOVING IT. Paris in June, here we come.

The Brain has Corridors…

By Emily Dickinson

One need not be a Chamber — to be Haunted —

One need not be a House —

The Brain has Corridors — surpassing

Material Place —

Far safer, of a Midnight Meeting

External Ghost

Than its interior Confronting —

That Cooler Host.

Far safer, through an Abbey gallop,

The Stones a’chase —

Than Unarmed, one’s a’self encounter —

In lonesome Place —

Ourself behind ourself, concealed —

Should startle most —

Assassin hid in our Apartment

Be Horror’s least.

The Body — borrows a Revolver —

He bolts the Door —

O’erlooking a superior spectre —

Or More —

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Sam Beckett is Beckett

Samuel Beckett: avant-garde dramatist, brooding Nobel Prize winner, and…gritty television detective!

Beckett — a Quinn Martin Production

Sylvia Plath Reading Poems from Ariel

Found reference to Open Culture‘s reference to

“Hear Sylvia Plath Read 18 Poems From Her Final Collection, Ariel, in 1962 Recording”

at Warren Ellis Experience. Thank you friends of Warren. Thank you Tudor Ciurea for uploading.

There is even a poem called Nick and the Candlestick.

They are brave horrible beautiful and relentless. Reading from her book Ariel:

Lady LazarusTulipsCutPoppies in OctoberBerk-PlageArielThe ApplicantMedusaA Birthday PresentDaddyFever 103The Rabbit CatcherThe SecretStopped DeadPurdah

The Little Birthday Book

Victorian birthday book + Room for Notes

BASED ON quotations from Nick Cave for each day of the year.

The Little Birthday Book

Created and designed by Nick Cave

Published by Cave Things
Size: 10,2 x 12,5 cm (hardcover)
Number of pages: 136
Printed and bound in Denmark by Narayana Press

Compiled by Rodrigo Perez Pereira

Dispatching from 4th December

Samuel Beckett Reads Watt

Watt will not
abate one jot
but of what

of the coming to
of the being at
of the going from
Knott’s habitat

of the long way
of the short stay
of the going back home
the way he had come

of the empty heart
of the empty hands
of the dim mind wayfaring
through barren lands

of a flame with dark winds
hedged about
going out
gone out

of the empty heart
of the empty hands
of the dark mind stumbling
through barren lands

that is of what
Watt will not
abate one jot

McSweeneys Top 50

A gentle littering of MOST-READ McSWEENEY’S INTERNET TENDENCY ARTICLES OF ALL-TIME by McSWEENEY’S 

43. Unused Audio Commentary by Howard Zinn and Noam Chomsky, Recorded Summer 2002 For The Fellowship Of The Ring (Platinum Series Extended Edition) DVD, Part One by Tom Bissell and Jeff Alexander (4/23/03)

40. Hamlet: Facebook Newsfeed Edition by Sarah Schmelling (7/30/08)

19, Kafka’s Joke Book by John McNamee (3/19/14)

12. Seven Bar Jokes Involving Grammar and Punctuation by Eric K. Auld (11/8/11)

The Limits of Fabrication

The Limits of Fabrication: Materials Science, Materialist Poetics (Idiom: Inventing Writing Theory) by Nathan Brown, book about materials science and Charlie Olson’s (I, Maximus of Gloucester, to You) poetry.

Form of language courted by Heidegger — over what is life and what is rock.

Reminds me of Carlos Castenada — in one of his last books, where searching for truth of image, crawls into rock as shaman logic, to unavoidably discover essence & meaning of slowing down time.

High Didg section. Being and Time as Shape.

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The Vampire’s Wife: Stuff

Suzy Cave’s The Vampire’s Wife. Am indebted to her approach to beauty that plumbs artistic and dramatic strains across the universe, however curious, transgressive, or both.

Virginia Wolfe

Virginia has been much on my mind lately. Experimental way approaches her paragraphs — My LuLu du Lac loves how she starts to slip into passages with fingers running freely either side like its an open maze, where language funnels off and tunnels back in.

Sun through leaves breakaway breakaway open handed chasing seedpuffs that dehiscse on a hot day in Britian, Gorse bushes exploding pods sound almost like gunshots.

Unavoidable with participation, earnest interest, eagerness, shock, tenderness, injury, inquiry. Etc.

Clarice Lispector

She is an Angel for me. Influence very real even needy — but not nearly as traumatic. Startles yet brightens, exhilarates yet fights for it, reaches — as I reach, back for Clarice again and again —

“They would understand,” my LuLu equates out loud to herself. How must be able to work at peak intervals, engage with beauty — who as part of creation often dances with darker forces, battles “for real.” What leads body of hate back to surface of love. Sleeps tender with the undead. Tender yet monstrous, when love explodes with horror and light —

La Folie Charles Baudelaire

Vampire Poem, by Charles Baudelaire.

Leaves Open to Question

The Crying of Lot 49

“I came,” she said, “hoping you could talk me out of a fantasy.”

“Cherish it,” cried Hilarius, fiercely. “What else do any of you have? Hold it tightly by its little tentacle, don’t let the Freudians coax it away or the pharmacists poison it out of you. Whatever it is, hold it dear, for when you lose it you go over by that much to the other. You begin to cease to be.”

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Samuel Beckett’s Library

“… impressive, rigorous, coherent, and innovative.”

—Yves Laberge, The European Legacy

Samuel Beckett’s actual library “is still where it was at the time of his death in 1989, in his apartment on the Boulevard St. Jacques in Paris. Only a relatively small amount of books had previously been taken out of the library…The library contains roughly 700 books, which includes those volumes that Beckett kept at his country retreat in Ussy that were moved to Paris when he died.” From books Introduction, pages xiii-xvii.

Consider a great find

Reading this book came to a new understanding of Beckett’s Process for Foraging and Storaging.

And how much unknowingly I was there — all along.

Talks about Beckett as an artist who is a reader, a phrase hunter, an extractor, notebook keeper, writer in margins — yes a marginalist!

Especially his Florentia edition of Dante.

Beckett himself having referred to it as “treasure … with notes that knew their place…” As well as: a “horrid [thing], beslubbered with grotesque notes, looking like a bank book in white cardboard and pale gold title …”

If you read Beckett a lot a lot — highly recommend. ★★★★★

German Grammar

After reading just three chapters, could read titles for Philosophy Books/Articles and tell apart parts of sentences and match up meaning to words.

The Sick Bag Song

The Sick Bag Song by Nick Cave is especially essential to my collection.

Helps me wake up beyond revelations of ornery terrors: to behold with honesty humor and relish the beauty in my obsessions –

Especially those that otherwise would tear the soul apart.

Lulu in Hollywood

I really liked Lulu In Hollywood by Louise Brooks. Working in Hollywood, and on dancing stages, travelled with Ziegfeld. Its an honest book. Bitter, its been called — but I dont see it that way entirely. Its another hard knocks western song out of Kansas and Missouri. Her best friend commits suicide. There is seemingly all this emotional blackmail from men and Hollywood — money, travel, working in theatre, running to and from NY and Calif and Germany. She did several German films. Basically hated Hollywood, but also loved having the work, refused at first to do talkies.

Adventurous, stubborn, she loved to read. Was more into books herself than movies, she dogmatically proclaims. But the book is also full of hard knocks, loss, and tons of disdain — for wealthy of Hollywood, in particular and in general.

Hidden Prohibitions & the Pleasure Principle

Josefina Ayerza with Slavoj Zizek from Flash Art on Lacon.com

“The entire satisfaction, the jouissance is that you do not know and will never know who the other is… the entire satisfaction is in this purely symbolic exchange…”

“In quantum physics for example you have the idea of possibility. If you take all the possible movements of an electron, for example, that already describes a certain actuality. To deduce what the actual movement will be, you must consider all possibilities. Possibility is not just a mere possibility but already functions as (an) actuality in itself…”

My I Ching

Falling asleep with Finnegans Wake. Gave me hallucinations still cherish. Think about this book a lot. Like a fish, the tide and blotting paper. Aquatic with words, to see what undercurrent pings and plots like a sinking rock. I love this book. Where poetry upends with limerick, descends into every threshold of language at its poetic markers, among many.

Even mine such as it is shrouded in magical horror. Astonished at the elevation! What a relief and shock it was to first wander around in, like Alice for a chalice, for shimmering destinies that plait through his language. Mindfulness concocting particulate simmering connections, as his carpet beater silts and looms, through poetic slough’n trough (with highly hilly integrity).

And without having to let go at all of its density!

Les Fleurs Pensée sur l’Amour

Two books had super heavy influence on me very early on.

Ezra Pounds translation of Remy du Gormant’s The Natural Philosophy of Love. A later 1800’s serious tract about sexual instincts in animals. And translated with marked succinctness and intensity by the great Ezra. Loved it.

Also: The infamous In Praise of Folly. A satirical essay written by Erasmus of Rotterdam, first printed in June 1511. “Folly praises self-deception and madness and moves to a satirical examination of pious but superstitious abuses –” WIKI.

A comedy really. Found it a great relief to “wisdom” as heads in bible and prayers, scriptures that howled at my want of freedom — like an escaping thief. Who bothered to, dared.

In Praise of Folly

From Wikipedia. Essay written in Latin in 1509 by Desiderius Erasmus of Rotterdam and first printed in June 1511. Inspired by previous works of the Italian humanist Faustino Perisauli De Triumpho Stultitiae, it is a satirical attack on superstitions and other traditions of European society as well as on the Western Church.

Erasmus revised and extended his work, which was originally written in the space of a week while sojourning with Sir Thomas More at More’s house in Bucklersbury in the City of London. The title Moriae Encomium had a punning second meaning as In Praise of MoreIn Praise of Folly is considered one of the most notable works of the Renaissance and played an important role in the beginnings of the Protestant Reformation.

Rouge et Noir

Soul, wilt thou toss again?
By just such a hazard
Hundreds have lost, indeed,
But tens have won an all.

Angels' breathless ballot
Lingers to record thee;
Imps in eager caucus
Raffle for my soul.

Clarice Lispector

Agua Viva. Ex-lover to whom she must explain. And para after para gushes out after thresholds where language goes beyond the simple or complex, beyond deviousness, and even beyond reflection or admission, to something ailing for a form. Seeps as paint does blood through the grave and the mighty. Irresolvable with hidden beauty, nestling in cracks. Luminance and void, dangling off hiatus of every breadth, every death, hearing itself scream, for murder & joy. Wild as a state of nature.

Auguste Brachet

Got off of archive.org. Considered historically important French language book by Etymologtist Auguste Brachet. Its pretty darn good – Cours complet d’histoire de la langue française conforme au programme du Conseil supérieur de l’instruction publique en date du 15 juillet 1880.

Les Plaisirs et Les Jours


Marcel Proust’s short stories, Les Plaisirs and Les Jours. The Pleasure of My Days –

In which details a heart’s merciless compulsion for whats missing — as a wild delicacy of treasonous virtues that are unforgiving.

Also a take on Flaubert, using characters Bacard and Pecuchet —  think Plato as two feckless vaniloquent bourgeoisie BFF posing a (‘cooperative argumentative type’) dialogue — discussing virtues and merits of Music and High Society – -Its delicious fictitious drollery, really funny &  by contraries profound, cheeky, charming, delightful.

Skunk Hour

by Robert Lowell

(For Elizabeth Bishop)

Nautilus Island’s hermit 
heiress still lives through winter in her Spartan cottage;
her sheep still graze above the sea.
Her son’s a bishop. Her farmer
is first selectman in our village;
she’s in her dotage.

Thirsting for
the hierarchic privacy
of Queen Victoria’s century,
she buys up all
the eyesores facing her shore,
and lets them fall.

The season’s ill—
we’ve lost our summer millionaire,
who seemed to leap from an L. L. Bean
catalogue. His nine-knot yawl
was auctioned off to lobstermen.
A red fox stain covers Blue Hill.

And now our fairy
decorator brightens his shop for fall;
his fishnet’s filled with orange cork,
orange, his cobbler’s bench and awl;
there is no money in his work,
he’d rather marry.

One dark night,
my Tudor Ford climbed the hill’s skull;
I watched for love-cars .
Lights turned down,
they lay together, hull to hull,
where the graveyard shelves on the town. . . .
My mind’s not right.

A car radio bleats,
“Love, O careless Love. . . .” I hear
my ill-spirit sob in each blood cell,
as if my hand were at its throat. . . .
I myself am hell;
nobody’s here—

only skunks, that search
in the moonlight for a bite to eat.
They march on their soles up Main Street:
white stripes, moonstruck eyes’ red fire
under the chalk-dry and spar spire
of the Trinitarian Church.

I stand on top
of our back steps and breathe the rich air—
a mother skunk with her column of kittens swills the garbage pail
She jabs her wedge-head in a cup
of sour cream, drops her ostrich tail,
and will not scare.


Brief History of Infinity

PAULO ZELLINI

Compares line where divine meets the sublime and language of the counting heads – as coextensive with history of math, which it is. Book very fine for philosophy majors.

Beckett with Lacan by Slavoj Zizek

Slavoj Zizek talking up Beckett & Lacan: “If there ever was a kenotic writer, the writer of the utter self-emptying of subjectivity, of its reduction to a minimal difference, it is Beckett. We touch the Lacanian Real when we subtract from a symbolic field all the wealth of its differences, reducing it to a minimum of antagonism. Lacan gets sometimes seduced by the rhizomatic wealth of language beyond (or, rather, beneath) the formal structure that sustains it. (My emphasis).” – Its the glue its the glue –

And on the infamous Not I: “When asked if the Auditor is Death or a guardian angel, Beckett shrugged his shoulders, lifted his arms and let them fall to his sides, leaving the ambiguity intact – repeating the very gesture of the Auditor.” Auditors! I love it. Fab a Lot!

Anna Maria Maiolino

FAB A LOT has fallen in love with this piece by Anna Maria Maiolino from her In and Out series. Yarn that tumbles out of the mouth of desire, exacerbating after knots? of beauty folly death. So simple so true.

The Force Be with Vous

Do it your own way. No matter what that is.

Untamed, joyous stubbornness that yearns and burns — for whatever that is. Struck right alongside the εἶδον, Greek for behold/experience, alas: the image, as complicit implicit duplicit trifarious etc, the force mejeure.

Uninhibited the cuts, set in motion (like a whirlwind of madness) the wag hag nag rag bag fog sog cog, sod prod and log.

Influence — noyous, joyous, rascally, loveable, intractable.

The Art of Dressing Curves

The Art of Dressing Curves is a gorgeous book that only SUSAN MOSES could write. Acclaimed stylist for the curvy side of life. No other book quite like it. Includes diagrammatic of 9 collars that she had me draw. I admire Susan greatly! Her faith helps me find what having faith means – Sacrificial cults abscond with me. Jesus was such a do or die. She’s on the DO side. And does it so beautifully!

Dagda

Dagda, comes from proto celtic word dago-s for “good”. A fertility monster with bottomless cauldron who spawned at least six and was known as a trickster – with a magic staff that could kill with one end / bring to life with the other.

Daughter Brigid wears helmet with bird on head. Guards pagan shrine tending eternal flame.

L’Experience Interieure

Read almost everything by GEORGES BATAILLE on beauty, sex & death. He wrote novels & philosophy. This is his master work. Holding French against English I have read it at least three times. I adore it. Sacred essentials of horror & beauty taken out to edges of ecstasy at depths of impossibility and endlessness. Fearless F$CKER I love him. New translation by Prof. Kendall (with whom I took an online course once, I think).

Comment C’est

SAM BECKETT, in his book Comment C’est, circles language La Boue (means mud in FR, nostalgia de la boue). He flushes and loops through an exquisite meandering mud of reason & dreams like a cryptographic lattice. My language dreams in La Boue too. Only now to open this book and discover – yeah Sam got there before me. His strength, courage & sanity gives for some of us a great sense of ministration & relief. Plot Summary: Past now gone with one Pim. Favorite soft sac he (apparently) sleeps on – and its readjustment once again (the last at first being so lovely). Also: a certain flow rate of (dinner?) tins. Part 1 is fab a lot. Eng/FR edition published by Routledge, a voluminous addition to the Beckett catalog. 

Why We Gesture

Development of communication & gesture by pre-eminent expert in field, Prof. Emeritus DAVID MCNEILL. Author of 11 books on language, gesture, speech and so on. Several of which are considered classics. (If I get 1 pub’d in my life time will be a frckng miracle.) Very Prestigious Guy. Was honored to provide Professor McNeill with series of gesture drawings for one of his latest books.

Wad Squad

By Dusty Hope

Dear hands down your pants.

So the wind won’t blow it all away.

In regards to horror and sin

embraced in waves

of haunting panic

reaching for free

and the wanting to be.

The pie o my, dialed in

upsurging with overtures

pang gangs of angst.

Wending a way way

beastly balk delectation

laying waters to waste.

Plunging for runnels of love

sacred allures

staring eyes with evil

in battle for the shadowing

intubational wreck

everything open at aw heck neck.

Blame blame

sorrows deep

and put to sleep.

Cumulate histrionic habit

for rabbit that can dance

the flamingo macabre.

At sounds of a muddying

cry and nigh. Fills

the monster romantic

with incurrents coursing through.

Illure illure like an open casket

at devil’s peak

running down the wind.

Blue and thin.

Glory to performative abstraction.