Sunday, 3 May 2015



One to ten:



One. The poem is a space into which the reader listener enters.


Two. The poem is the space wherein reading and listening are forced toward intimacy.


Three. Traditionally this has been called singing. 


Four. Such song is heard when the leprous water is drunk and the water tastes of the sweetest wine and the dead, diseased skin flakes therein catch in the throat and yet taste of the most wondrous bread.


Five. One form veils itself in another and yet the poem is more than synaesthesia. The simultaneous veiling and revealing amounts to a meeting of at least two singers in a single song. The single song meets a cycle of song, the space into which the reader listener author enters.

Six. The sweetest wine and the most wondrous bread are never made of grape or wheat alone. Already there is sun and water, but consider the germination over time and the labour of fermentation. An ongoing miracle of growth and inventive transformation nonetheless remains rooted within this mundane realm. (The dalliance of the miraculous, how the everyday occurrence of the everyday persists by impossible means.)

Seven. Mundane realms are vulnerable to song.

Eight. We must be careful of how language travels into the void. Always it carries meaning, collects attention, and attention garners story and story is sometimes sung. 

The last image taken by Messenger before impact. Nasa.

Nine. The Messenger spacecraft is also Hermes, messenger of the gods, a go-between to mediate and condition powers which are otherwise overwhelming. Messenger is also Hermes is also Mercury. Mercury is also a planet scrutinized by the spacecraft Messenger Hermes Mercury. Name to name; at the conclusion of this moment the name plunges into name and immolates itself.


Ten. From Latin immolat- ‘sprinkled with sacrificial meal’, from the verb immolare, from in- ‘upon’ + mola ‘mea. The sacrificial meal, a song that sticks in one’s throat, a throat whose open woe and infolding joy has struck all the way through one’s heart.

Messenger, tricky and loyal language (called gathering information) negotiates a void, creates indigestion and/or expulsion, studies the gas.

Be careful how we eat language.

Name to name; at the conclusion of this moment the name plunges into name and immolates itself. A meditation on forces bigger than we.

We must be careful of how language travels into the void.

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