maandag 17 maart 2014
vrijdag 7 maart 2014
in company of The Extra-Ordinary
"... and in the lowest mire of Malebolge I sit between Gilles de Retz and the Marquis de Sade. I dare say it is best so. I
have no desire to complain. One of the many lessons that one learns in prison
is that things are what they are, and will be what they will be. Nor have I any
doubt that the leper of mediævalism, and the author of Justine, will
prove better company than Sandford and Merton."
Oscar Wilde, De Profundis
hoofdstuk 14, § 3, p. 7
Rise as the sun: antlered. . .
bearded with greenery. . .the leaf-vein pulsing
in your throat. Budded all over with small flame, & motley
with birds in your hair & arms. Rise,
& put on your foliage!
bearded with greenery. . .the leaf-vein pulsing
in your throat. Budded all over with small flame, & motley
with birds in your hair & arms. Rise,
& put on your foliage!
Extrait de : Ronald Johnson : The Book of the Green Man, 1967. Réédition : Light and Dust 2001.
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dinsdag 4 maart 2014
Дзига Вертов
Советские игрушки 1924
Человек с киноаппаратом 1929
Start
1917
Not like Pathé.
Not like Gaumont.
Not how they see,
Not as they want.
Be Newton
to see
an apple.
Give people eyes
To see a dog
With
Pavlov’s
eye.
Is cinema CINEMA?
We blow up cinema,
For
CINEMA
to be seen.
(Dziga Vertov: The Laboratory of Hearing, 1917)
[Translation: Julian Graffy]
zondag 2 maart 2014
tittipussidad
averij
grasderf op de zolen
van de maatschappij
netto-spook
translucent fucking-
oog dat als een hand dwaalt
hand met vingertoppogen
dit naakte gebaar
kleedt zich nu
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vrijdag 28 februari 2014
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