- A human heart
- Oct 10, 2012
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Something neat I saw in a translation of Nahuatl poetry was that they included a glossary of Nahuatl terms with a few different definitions for each so that the reader was empowered to make their own translation.
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- A human heart
- Oct 10, 2012
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Barring the chance that your poem happens to be unimaginably good, no one should probably ever mention 1. The ocean 2. The universe. First mention of waves and I'm done before the rest of th truck of images pass by. That and making up cute new compound words is very hell and those poems do that too.
I was reading this article about Gerald Murnane recently and apparently when he was teaching creative writing he would always tell people to not write about the ocean, because he considers it an 'enemy'.
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- A human heart
- Oct 10, 2012
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NZ actually, but I know about him because he's had stuff published by Dalkey Archive.
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Feb 16, 2016 23:24
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- A human heart
- Oct 10, 2012
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I'm reading this little small press book of poems by cool Italian guy Adriano Spatola that I found ages ago for like 2 dollars and he has some cool imagery, for example
quote:
Majakovskiiiiiiij
(exordium)
this extreme dissolution systematically carried
to the limts of violence and up to the land of fire
up to the stagnant agitation in the rendering of rhythm
to the catastrophes of organisms in casual circumstances
inside the phagocytic cities in bodies encrusted with salt
under a bruised moon rolling across the pool table
(narratio)
with some enthusiasm but already flexible enough to confirm
everything to confirm her who loves insistently
that vegetates ramified in the pneumatic void of her story
the tactile prognosis the exceptional stupefying clarity
the domestic plague the fever expanding in the universe
with some enthusiasm but always flexible enough to confirm
everything to confirm her who loves insistently
(partitio)
every single word is now a tempest of gestures
a reflex of her rebellions or the pleasing shadows
of the tree that put in motion frees itself of beetles
the tough web-footed the woody stimulus excited in the instruments
to open to emphasize in certain moments of the day
at the backs of animals hunted in the exploded spectacle
of hunted animals that slip into the material
(probatio)
a reflex of her rebellion the pleasing shadow
that vegetates ramified in the pneumatic void of her story
the stagnant agitation in the rendering of rhythm
that vegetates in the pneumatic void of her story
with some enthusiasm but always flexible enough to confirm
with the tough web-footed the woody stimulus excites in the instruments
(repetitio)
digital memories still lacking in the composition
the marine assumption the partial gardens the liquid impulses
the catastrophes of organisms suspended in the universe
the castrated horses that waste time in deep caverns
under a bruised moon that rolls across the pool table
at the backs of animals hunted in the exploded spectacle
of hunted animals that slip into the material
(peroratio)
every single word has been a tempest of gestures
the tree put in motion has stripped itself of leaves
the leaf put in motion has stripped itself of fingers
the finger put in motion has stripped itself of horses
the horse put in motion has stripped itself of fingernails
ah the tactile prognosis ah the domestic plague
with some enthusiasm but everything variable enough to confirm
everything to confirm her who loves insistently
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