Bruce Andrews, 2001
In this 2001 reading, Bruce Andrews gives a “half an hour tour through the ten planetary bodies” of Lip Service, his recasting of Dante’s Paradiso.
Bruce Andrews
Segue Series at Double Happiness, New York City, April 7, 2001
Introduction by Brian Kim Stefans and Reading (from Lip Service, 2001):
from “Earth”:
- from “Earth 1” (“DEAR …” to “get over you circumlocution for Paradise”)
from “Moon”:
- from “Moon 2” (“And this” to “becomes a sexual part.”)
- from “Moon 6” (“But I’m jealous of your idiotic sleek smooth operator” to “declension of possessions in heat.”)
- from “Moon 9” (“Hell is psychology:” to “the rehabilitation of failure, make me fall.”)
- from “Moon 10” (“Why don’t you get” to “pretty crumbleable.”)
from “Mercury”:
- from “Mercury 6” (“Freedom of information act’s controversial vendetta” to “on your breath;”)
- from “Mercury 9” (“dressed to detoxify pliable dissection’s disobedience –” to “pride in bodystocking diaspora.”)
from “Venus”:
- from “Venus 4” (“I’ll talk to you just as long” to “the hand is such a treason.”; “I’ll pine away” to “midnight is enough.”)
- from “Venus 8” (“AND genes this bored very spermatic megalovanity” to “desperately heating retail.”)
- from “Venus 10” (“Romeo stats swoon to consume friend –” to “others don’t have others.”)
from “Sun”:
- from “Sun 2” (“I – OK, you Laetrile legalizers –” to “the rhinestones are fattening into crypto-gratuity.”)
- from “Sun 4” (“and civil sperm munchkins I also use –” to “gag me with a fetal monitor chandelier.”; “slave unionization extemporizing loneliness” to “to fight lips late at night rejecting swoon,”; “Between drooping of the lips, my ditch got garlic” to “Peeping Tom threw up on the windowsill.”)
- from “Sun 5” (“you’re more than oven cleaner to me,” to “snakes into disregard betrothal”)
- from “Sun 8” (“imagine overheard of hopping mad” to “if your lexicon gets any more housebroken,”; “There are rumors and that is bad” to “synthesized fear invites me.”; “the plan lyricizes, automatism” to “retro-touché.”)
- from “Sun 10” (“We have not come a long way & we are not babies:” to “stepwise to the stars.”)
from “Mars”:
- from “Mars 2” (“All of us, Slaves” to “in the dream the mattress shrank to fit his little penis.”)
- from “Mars 5” (“A rodent-sized organ attachment” to “hoop slush sunset to dawn.”; “I’d flip ’n’ furl” to “its pants peripherally debrooching.”; “Oh let’s make with my wants for you some love –” to “ointment breath body bedding clue.”)
- from “Mars 6” (“You thaw me nice” to “eat you periodically.”; “Employer mystique:” to “cumulate me.”)
- from “Mars 7” (“pronoun burns –” to “immunosupressive hope.”; “Explosive smudge that silk” to “but then he said my vagina was too big, taking coke with freon.”)
- from “Mars 10” (“hierarchy, get a load of me! – well just bake it:” to “lap’s in public interest.”)
from “Jupiter”:
- from “Jupiter 10” (“It seduces me, do I have to respect it too? –” to “guignol skittish social”)
from “Saturn”:
- from “Saturn 2” (“kiss where shorts hit thigh;” to “puppy-headed thighs.”)
- from “Saturn 5” (“& spoons no kidding – we’re not fruitcups, we’re cocktails:” to “brassiered brink sublime;”; “Automatic any hips don’t let the meaning nail you down –” to “coil clamp in socket spangle.”; “The memory of your face just chipmunks me out –” to “remorsefully disengaged.”)
- from “Saturn 6” (“Self-defense Romeo, a flirt in” to “I played the fool but you.”)
- from “Saturn 7” (“Doesn’t it chest cake? – what do you have to do,” to “of vipers;”)
- from “Saturn 10” (“Oh prettiness just makes me squat:” to “was taught to be dissatisfied.”)
from “Fixed Stars”:
- from “Fixed Stars 1” (“a means of lustration I wonder” to “asterisk scratching away at small behavioral truths –”; “only bumps by hearsay” to “it’s too soon to know,”)
- from “Fixed Stars 3” (“& with us & not blur slightly spread” to “too many models.”)
- from “Fixed Stars 6” (“My heart seems to melt in your gland –” to “on little calm be my be my profession.”)
- from “Fixed Stars 10” (“& let’s fight the sweet cause together – no genderization” to “hope trysts entire.”)
from “Primum Mobile”:
- from “Primum Mobile 7” (“True Flip To” to “we’re just as good as night;”)
- from “Primum Mobile 9” (“And redeem your threats – Oh, human beings, can’t get” to “yoke scarce darkroom,”; “bathysphere with legs, you are my superstition” to “every all which is not us.”)
- from “Primum Mobile 10” (“AND real time is dead; proof terrorizes” to “nothing night in the after.”; “Sin no facts, mostly the usual crush of possibilities” to “convening reproaches in ever-smaller chamber.”; “venom’s liquor of love” to “expiates still wet elective facility in amatory soil.”; “Shatter plus impresses incognito salute” to “chronic redundant hope;”; “Oh let’s have socialism relentlessly gentle” to “privacy overreacts, parachuting the past.”; “Cartwheeled tactics dip your fingers in the vow” to “valedictory honeymoon burns in the pagination.”; “cope lush coda abruptless,” to “let’s start all over stars.”)
Paradiso’s form consistently end-stops most tercets. Andrews’ recasting converts each tercet unit into a paragraph unit and retains the end-stopped punctuation. The beginning of a paragraph unit is indicated by the indentation of four spaces on the page. Andrews mostly excerpts the rhythmic coherence of whole paragraph units for the reading, and also takes the license to excerpt parts of paragraphs at times. Paradiso’s tercets can be corresponded to Lip Service’s paragraphs by first consulting Lip Service’s appendix corresponding Paradiso’s Cantos to Lip Service’s sections and then corresponding the Paradiso tercets in Italian’s end-stopped punctuations (English translations irregularly alter punctuations and their placements) with Lip Service’s paragraphs’ punctuations. There are numerous anomalies by compositional license to this correspondence, such as different corresponding punctuations and multiple Paradiso tercets casted into single Lip Service paragraphs, but the overall regularity of the method allows anomalies to be framed as such, enabling accurate correspondences of the whole.
Andrews also uses compositional license in his organization of Paradiso’s Cantos into Lip Service’s ten planet sections. Paradiso does not raise titles over its movement through its ten heavenly spheres while Lip Service titles its planet sections explicitly. Notably, Andrews makes decisions about Paradiso’s transitory Cantos, Cantos that begin in one heavenly sphere and end in the next, corresponding to the beginning or ending planet in Lip Service, expanding Saturn’s designated amount of material in Lip Service, and combining Paradiso’s Primum Mobile and Empyrean regions into Lip Service’s Primum Mobile section to balance Lip Service’s structure on the number ten:
| Paradiso: | Lip Service: |
| 1-2: Earth -> Moon | 1-2: Earth |
| 3-4: Moon 5: Moon -> Mercury |
3-5: Moon |
| 6-7: Mercury | 6-7: Mercury |
| 8-9: Venus | 8-9: Venus |
| 10-13: Sun | 10-13: Sun |
| 14: Sun -> Mars 15-17: Mars |
14-17: Mars |
| 18: Mars -> Jupiter 19-20: Jupiter |
18-20: Jupiter |
| 21: Saturn 22: Saturn -> Fixed Stars 23-26: Fixed Stars 27: Fixed Stars -> Primum Mobile |
21-23: Saturn 24-27: Fixed Stars |
| 28-29: Primum Mobile 30: Primum Mobile -> Empyrean 31-33: Empyrean |
28-33: Primum Mobile |
Andrews’ explicit titling of planet sections, which he states before each sections’ material in the reading, retains the structural drama of progressing through the sections and frees the material from having to describe the progression representationally, as in Paradiso.
Andrews’ recasting can be formally understood through three provisional textural categories: signifier chains, syntactic syntheses, and direct statements. Nearly every paragraph contains all of these formal textures; for instance, the first substantial paragraph in the reading, from “Moon 2”:
And this
bulimics in stilettos crucified in the negligé-
watchful gaze of the surrogate uterus –
if you dress well, you won’t be lonely
his precaution, her reputation, flashbulbed
fake mute beat hands to side of debt
tart digress
ads commemorate my awareness, big hair being
most fashionable: overdressed & overlooked, the glance
becomes a sexual part.
- Signifier chains: “flashbulbed / fake mute beat hands to side of debt / tart digress”
- Syntactic syntheses: “bulimics in stilettos crucified in the negligé- / watchful gaze of the surrogate uterus”
- Direct statements: “if you dress well, you won’t be lonely / his precaution, her reputation”; “ads commemorate my awareness, big hair being / most fashionable: overdressed & overlooked, the glance / becomes a sexual part.”
The signifier chains kinetically augment the syntactic syntheses’ polysemous torque and the direct statements’ incisive affects. The textural categories are not rigid: syntactic hierarchicalization frequently emerges from signifier chains and phrasal units frequently straddle and dissolve categorization into syntactic syntheses or direct statements. The amorphous shifts of texture and correspondent attention are a primary experience and semantic condition of the work. Andrews’ high performative reading style charts one possible textural course through the text, delineating the capacity for innumerable textural readings.
This textural dissolve and intra-paragraph tension enables Lip Service to be coherently excerpted in a way that Paradiso cannot. The tonal progression subtly shifts over the tour through the planet sections: generally, from one-directional outrage, frequently toward males, to mutual intimacy. The more the total structure is contemplated and conceptualized, the more the details unfold their subtlety. The immanence of tonal shifts in Lip Service replaces the representation of planetary movements in Paradiso. The elements of the signifier chains have no inherent connection to the tonal progression, but their contexts in relation to syntactic syntheses and direct statements in the total structure condition their semantic productions as the signifier chains (among the most adventurous formal gestures in language) mutually kinetically augment their contexts. The richness of the tour’s excerpts is indicative of the abundance of the whole work and provides inexhaustible semantic production in relistenings and rereadings.
For the interested, here is a list of correspondences between Paradiso’s text in Italian and Allen Mandelbaum’s English translation to all of the Lip Service excerpts in the reading.
| Paradiso: | Lip Service: |
| from “Earth”: | |
| (1.1-5) | from “Earth 1” (“DEAR …” to “get over you circumlocution for Paradise”) |
| La gloria di colui che tutto move per l'universo penetra, e risplende in una parte più e meno altrove. The glory of the One who moves all things permeates the universe and glows in one part more and in another less. |
DEAR … moves buffing beams total in parts lights back. |
| Nel ciel che più de la sua luce prende fu' io, Empyrean I was within the heaven that receives more of His light; |
Many short words I don’t want to get over you circumlocution for Paradise |
| from “Moon”: | |
| (3.55-57) | from “Moon 2” (“And this” to “becomes a sexual part.”) |
| E questa sorte che par giù cotanto, però n'è data, perché fuor negletti li nostri voti, e vòti in alcun canto.” And we are to be found within a sphere this low, because we have neglected vows, so that in some respect we were deficient.” |
And this bulimics in stilettos crucified in the negligé- watchful gaze of the surrogate uterus – if you dress well, you won’t be lonely his precaution, her reputation, flashbulbed fake mute beat hands to side of debt tart digress ads commemorate my awareness, big hair being most fashionable: overdressed & overlooked, the glance becomes a sexual part. |
| (4.79-81) | from “Moon 6” (“But I’m jealous of your idiotic sleek smooth operator” to “declension of possessions in heat.”) |
| Per che, s'ella si piega assai o poco, segue la forza; e così queste fero possendo rifuggir nel santo loco. So that, when will has yielded much or little, it has abetted force—as these souls did: they could have fled back to their holy shelter. |
But I’m jealous of your idiotic sleek smooth operator renumerative ass hatred class muted distress, don’t drop a heart to break it, I have m’ blower, I have m’ iron sit to squat petit-masculist will win in panties hear the latches unbolt for a second husband-baiting nymphette torpor lozenge segue icing up pride snakes about himself, which I feel bad about also, that’s why a woman loves a geek, flossed-up pull-dicker ripe lamé & undisturbed belt’s prow price ruse fault in practice telling lies curling slay breathalyzer possessive declension of possessions in heat. |
| (5.76-78) | from “Moon 9” (“Hell is psychology:” to “the rehabilitation of failure, make me fall.”) |
| Avete il novo e 'l vecchio Testamento, e 'l pastor de la Chiesa che vi guida; questo vi basti a vostro salvamento. You have both Testaments, the Old and New, you have the shepherd of the Church to guide you; you need no more than this for your salvation. |
Hell is psychology: a viper, ill husbandry whining trump by description Thoroughbreds of Harm nail splashed-on pride, guess it’d rather have rape than prostitution? – ambition as distraction, florid penitence, the self- deprecating ‘only’ politics me me me self-pity leads to drugs which leads to depression: never pay for sex warm enough to fail the rehabilitation of failure, make me fall. |
| (5.94-96) | from “Moon 10” (“Why don’t you get” to “pretty crumbleable.”) |
| Quivi la donna mia vid' io sì lieta, come nel lume di quel ciel si mise, che più lucente se ne fé 'l pianeta. When she had passed into that heaven’s light, I saw my lady filled with so much gladness that, at her joy, the planet grew more bright. |
Why don’t you get paid for having a face? – handsome nothing cheaper female headed by half vainglorious caloric romance unlimited schmaltzola svelte at neck’s end excusing what power jewelry labor fronting damage spotted court ma’amster: silly, even those of us who thought we welcomed androgyny curl each hope at hotpoint, outsize the neck with custom distance in sitcom pretty crumbleable. |
| from “Mercury”: | |
| (7.19-21) | from “Mercury 6” (“Freedom of information act’s controversial vendetta” to “on your breath;”) |
| “Secondo mio infallibile avviso, come giusta vendetta giustamente punita fosse, t'ha in pensier miso; “According to my never-erring judgment, the question that perplexes you is how just vengeance can deserve just punishment; |
Freedom of information act’s controversial vendetta semen gossamer covert error spine negates quote Men compartmentalize their feelings unquote heart is need you exhaust teapot without spout, the trim secrecy pirouette metal mates to less spurious heart palpitates with anti-gay bigotry interpellated in pieces with lust, evasion takes fire over self-encapsulated fan that defeats the eater halves at pry to chatter – we are dangerously infallible in the – claustrophobic syncopation honeymoon insists you’ve got fetus on your breath; |
| (7.100-102) | from “Mercury 9” (“dressed to detoxify pliable dissection’s disobedience –” to “pride in bodystocking diaspora.”) |
| quanto disobediendo intese ir suso; e questa è la cagion per che l'uom fue da poter sodisfar per sé dischiuso. that it could match the heights he meant to reach through disobedience; man lacked the power to offer satisfaction by himself. |
dressed to detoxify pliable dissection’s disobedience – I chose to be a slave to increase my self-esteem: divorce on automatic bragging trap connive erosion ribbing palls by respect, we have bulk conversations now – nightmare of federal troops in my bedroom dilettantishly unhinged little sister turns on big sister, pride goeth before a vacancy erotic amiable grief vacuity of pride in bodystocking diaspora. |
| from “Venus”: | |
| (8.91-93) | from “Venus 4” (“I’ll talk to you just as long” to “the hand is such a treason.”) |
| Fatto m'hai lieto, e così mi fa chiaro, poi che, parlando, a dubitar m'hai mosso com' esser può, di dolce seme, amaro.” You made me glad; so may you clear the doubt that rose in me when you—before—described how from a gentle seed, harsh fruit derives.” |
I’ll talk to you just as long as you’re fucking me, wounded lips pawn a milky roll mixture bouquet hesitant stiff kittens’ heartbeat finger fritters harping spoon – it’s hard to hear infinite maybe, an entire devotion winced passion convertibles on stilts unselectively; avert gaze quickly kindles apologize to drain priapic risk encouragement: the hand is such a treason. |
| (8.109-114) | (“I’ll pine away” to “midnight is enough.”) |
| e ciò esser non può, se li 'ntelletti che muovon queste stelle non son manchi, e manco il primo, che non li ha perfetti. That cannot be unless the Minds that move these planets are defective and, defective, the First Mind, which had failed to make them perfect. |
I’ll pine away you who nervously look smaller in vain sigh crazy for tryin’, crazy for cryin’ indecision can’t get my bump going for the uncrowded hand allocates end-stopped fiercely she’d become, perfect. |
| Vuo' tu che questo ver più ti s'imbianchi?” E io “Non già; ché impossibil veggio che la natura, in quel ch'è uopo, stanchi.” Would you have this truth still more clear to you?” I: “No. I see it is impossible for nature to fall short of what is needed.” |
I sat on it at once – kinetic apartheid intolerably evaporating distance disarms herself I dressed for burial bothersome treats; take me home & make me like it – sugar blinks under swoop snake-eyes clear toward you midnight is enough. |
| (9.49-51) |
from “Venus 8” (“AND genes this bored very spermatic megalovanity” to “desperately heating retail.”) |
| e dove Sile e Cagnan s'accompagna, tal signoreggia e va con la testa alta, che già per lui carpir si fa la ragna. and where the Sile and Cagnano flow in company, one lords it, arrogant; the net to catch him is already set. |
AND genes this bored very spermatic megalovanity taking without, being taken lips are pre-registered silken serious mute for frozen vendetta tartophile wolf coeur de lion sober I reckon degree been seduced bark was heat Mr Centerfold rogue venom’s spit & smear expectant ego illogic am a tit valve hog for you, the decapitated chicken desperately heating retail. |
| (9.127-138) | from “Venus 10” (“Romeo stats swoon to consume friend –” to “others don’t have others.”) |
| La tua città, che di colui è pianta che pria volse le spalle al suo fattore e di cui è la 'nvidia tanto pianta, Your city, which was planted by that one who was the first to turn against his Maker, the one whose envy cost us many tears— |
Romeo stats swoon to consume friend – synonym for revenge banqueting stake deviate but they hired us from the neck down – demented enough to be zero sum letch patrol objective evil pressure pleasure loveless check in the mail won’t come inside you, leave a crack for Santa, |
| produce e spande il maladetto fiore c'ha disvïate le pecore e li agni, però che fatto ha lupo del pastore. produces and distributes the damned flower that turns both sheep and lambs from the true course, for of the shepherd it has made a wolf. |
extra thrill so shallow injections of cannibalism: reddish button fly firmament paternity aftersquelch for infernal possession – doll teaspoon on-hards perspire the bank bed grave designates carrier frequency in grief farm price on prude joinery swamp lit by harm, heart set up as strike headquarters. |
| Per questo l'Evangelio e i dottor magni son derelitti, e solo ai Decretali si studia, sì che pare a' lor vivagni. For this the Gospel and the great Church Fathers are set aside and only the Decretals are studied—as their margins clearly show. |
Men expect a lot of action, momentary reprieves, women expect relationships, certainty eating fur is a crime ‘a state suggestive of neurotic compulsion’ adultery for alimony victim harem; morality becomes police, epidemic intoxicates easier moralysis – common law gibe public envy #1. |
| A questo intende il papa e ' cardinali; non vanno i lor pensieri a Nazarette, là dove Gabrïello aperse l'ali. On these the pope and cardinals are intent. Their thoughts are never bent on Nazareth, where Gabriel’s open wings were reverent. |
Guys, in essence, can be little butterballs, with the dick as a religious article bit to size companions encased in special reputation tension – so sexual freedom enhances social alienation? – red peel master catharsists’ constancy skills impervious to arms: others don’t have others. |
| from “Sun”: | |
| (10.94-96) | from “Sun 2” (“I – OK, you Laetrile legalizers –” to “the rhinestones are fattening into crypto-gratuity.”) |
| Io fui de li agni de la santa greggia che Domenico mena per cammino u' ben s'impingua se non si vaneggia. I was a lamb among the holy flock that Dominic leads on the path where one may fatten well if one does not stray off. |
I – OK, you Laetrile legalizers – Tory American Playgirl Distress: danger punished harmy horny taste clause – did you sever ties to ego futurism? – the rhinestones are fattening into crypto-gratuity. |
| (11.7-15) | from “Sun 4” (“and civil sperm munchkins I also use –” to “gag me with a fetal monitor chandelier.”) |
| e chi rubare e chi civil negozio, chi nel diletto de la carne involto s'affaticava e chi si dava a l'ozio, one meant to plunder, one to politick; one labored, tangled in delights of flesh, and one was fully bent on indolence; |
and civil sperm munchkins I also use – I used to be – an egg slicer, orgasm now renting vampirical worms for my passivity, |
| quando, da tutte queste cose sciolto, con Bëatrice m'era suso in cielo cotanto glorïosamente accolto. while I, delivered from our servitude to all these things, was in the height of heaven with Beatrice, so gloriously welcomed. |
it’s the bad infinity, automatic restlessness can’t be a commercial journalist of my own self: cheap happy beliefs as shrill as ego to prim of precomfortable heart pessimistic suds. |
| Poi che ciascuno fu tornato ne lo punto del cerchio in che avanti s'era, fermossi, come a candellier candelo. After each of those spirits had returned to that place in the ring where it had been, it halted, like a candle in its stand. |
Too bad everyone has my arms and body: amateurish concubinal cherub, apron tittering mull in vitro testicles into receivership; crisco gloriously as a second language dips & gelds safekeeping blisters – fatuous eggs gag me with a fetal monitor chandelier. |
| (11.31-33) | (“slave unionization extemporizing loneliness” to “to fight lips late at night rejecting swoon,”) |
| però che andasse ver' lo suo diletto la sposa di colui ch'ad alte grida disposò lei col sangue benedetto, so that the Bride of Him who, with loud cries, had wed her with His blessed blood, |
slave unionization extemporizing loneliness by lawyers out of lawyer begets the home poking volley of the hump revelatorily masturbatory spanking as meditation hives by the victor strangle use into pudding to fight lips late at night rejecting swoon, |
| (11.43-48) | (“Between drooping of the lips, my ditch got garlic” to “Peeping Tom threw up on the windowsill.”) |
| Intra Tupino e l'acqua che discende del colle eletto dal beato Ubaldo, fertile costa d'alto monte pende, Between Topino’s stream and that which flows down from the hill the blessed Ubaldo chose, from a high peak there hangs a fertile slope; |
Between drooping of the lips, my ditch got garlic pout down gamine aim apprehended kneel impregnate for welfare of wanting to be the eye of desire, fixed ardent I’m tiaraed of this reindustrialization of fellatio propositioning the ankle wetters propositioning the ankle wetters |
| onde Perugia sente freddo e caldo da Porta Sole; e di rietro le piange per grave giogo Nocera con Gualdo. from there Perugia feels both heat and cold at Porta Sole, while behind it sorrow Nocera and Gualdo under their hard yoke. |
your royal Slutness, put some skull in those blondes, constipated cherubs diddle with the plethysmograph – could you have gotten to his armpit sooner? – Peeping Tom threw up on the windowsill. |
| (11.112-122) | from “Sun 5” (“you’re more than oven cleaner to me,” to “snakes into disregard betrothal”) |
| a' frati suoi, sì com' a giuste rede, raccomandò la donna sua più cara, e comandò che l'amassero a fede; then to his brothers, as to rightful heirs, Francis commended his most precious lady, and he bade them to love her faithfully; |
you’re more than oven cleaner to me, the cooing they weren’t watching babies die paeons to fur chide-ettes, publicity donors – time to go; |
| e del suo grembo l'anima preclara mover si volle, tornando al suo regno, e al suo corpo non volle altra bara. and when, returning to its kingdom, his bright soul wanted to set forth from her bosom, it, for its body, asked no other bier. |
sell yourself a gestational slave – what sign is your relationship? – – why so self-congratulatory, i.e., male ?: breeds in pecking order to this squirt – but the woman is fly. |
| Pensa oramai qual fu colui che degno collega fu a mantener la barca di Pietro in alto mar per dritto segno; Consider now that man who was a colleague worthy of Francis; with him, in high seas, he kept the bark of Peter on true course. |
I don’t consider you news – he was his own woman – I took him up on his take-off – every flirtation is unutterable vileness; |
| e questo fu il nostro patrïarca; per che qual segue lui, Such was our patriarch; thus you can see that those who follow him |
desperate teenage love dolls snakes into disregard betrothal |
| (13.10-13) | from “Sun 8” (“imagine overheard of hopping mad” to “if your lexicon gets any more housebroken,”) |
| imagini la bocca di quel corno che si comincia in punta de lo stelo a cui la prima rota va dintorno, let him imagine those two stars that form the mouth of that Horn which begins atop the axle round which the first wheel revolves; |
imagine overheard of hopping mad gives head letters of recommendation in mouth, lavish palped dismemberment formula – griddle cakes fried on your lips to halt white spills desperately over-accessorized, |
| aver fatto di sé then see these join |
if your lexicon gets any more housebroken, |
| (13.31-36) | (“There are rumors and that is bad” to “synthesized fear invites me.”) |
| Ruppe il silenzio ne' concordi numi poscia la luce in che mirabil vita del poverel di Dio narrata fumi, The silence of the blessed fellowship was broken by the very light from which I heard the wondrous life of God’s poor man; |
There are rumors and that is bad writing letters will make you mum’s the proposition important? – turn opinion composed stanzas out into chicken drippings, comatose, lah lah lah I wish I’d never learned to read, novelty lottery slink to talk tongue of the worrier closed soon or clothes soon overstay male ego stays hidden for reasons we have to keep a discomforted eye on – yo, bedwetters! – presumptuous speed eats the words you cannot even pronounce, |
|
e disse: “Quando l'una paglia è trita, that light said: “Since one stalk is threshed, and since |
and said: mend our position errors to treat error badly – I would like to state quite clearly that I have no intention of responding to this – impregnate every caption with the sound of your ego voiding, the answer is no … (nobody says ‘NO’ any more, dear; do try to catch up) … synthesized fear invites me. |
| (13.50-51) | (“Oh, shut up, I know what the next sentence is, OK?” to “retro-touché.”) |
| il tuo credere e 'l mio dire nel vero farsi come centro in tondo. truth centers both my speech and your belief, just like a circle’s center. |
Oh, shut up, I know what the next sentence is, OK? the plan lyricizes, automatism is perfect, as a vowel tongue ajar in itself retro-touché. |
| (13.139-142) | from “Sun 10” (“We have not come a long way & we are not babies:” to “stepwise to the stars.”) |
| Non creda donna Berta e ser Martino, per vedere un furare, altro offerere, vederli dentro al consiglio divino; Let not Dame Bertha or Master Martin think that they have shared God’s Counsel when they see one rob and see another who donates: |
We have not come a long way & we are grace those types faith washes out, sleek contract edge by abject daughtered permanence – nice male world we love in – but that was all excuse from pleasure griefed whole: super suture, method off it – sorry pays for everything everything changes – except what we can’t stand; |
| ché quel può surgere, e quel può cadere.” the last may fall, the other may be saved.” |
headlong understanding gentled by complication stepwise to the stars. |
| from “Mars”: | |
| (14.88-90) | from “Mars 2” (“All of us, Slaves” to “in the dream the mattress shrank to fit his little penis.”) |
| Con tutto 'l core e con quella favella ch'è una in tutti, a Dio feci olocausto, qual conveniesi a la grazia novella. With all my heart and in that language which is one for all, for this new grace I gave to God my holocaust, appropriate. |
All of us, Slaves with eggshell enemy beverage irritants – princess got sized lupus care, popular genital brat multiplied body to syncopate carelessness: a nurse juncture, a beast-rector with blunt pinking shears, agonize but no consent dement motive blame loosing a puck for only perversion puts a charge into the flaccid body: in the dream the mattress shrank to fit his little penis. |
| (15.86-90) | from “Mars 5” (“A rodent-sized organ attachment” to “hoop slush sunset to dawn.”) |
| Ben supplico io a te, vivo topazio che questa gioia prezïosa ingemmi, perché mi facci del tuo nome sazio.” Indeed I do beseech you, living topaz, set in this precious jewel as a gem: fulfill my longing—let me know your name.” |
A rodent-sized organ attachment covet absent conjure daze slush topaz nothing gays me, are you pinching yourself? – gift creams flamboyant rouge challenge down that halo substantiates gratitude on my knees; it chooses a spermatazoon for itself – latest big armish to fool plaster bicep jelly ungainly softened force beau costume, who’s that muzzling my sass, carmine asterisks on each sobriety resent this tag of any hip hazard bedding too much contact. |
| “O fronda mia in che io compiacemmi pur aspettando, io fui la tua radice”: cotal principio, rispondendo, femmi. “O you, my branch in whom I took delight even awaiting you, I am your root,” so he, in his reply to me, began, |
Oh discherished sugar doll organ knows subjectively fool that I am, whatever self-affection might be – Bee I Bumble Bee or Not – hoop slush sunset to dawn. |
| (15.106-108) | (“I’d flip ’n’ furl” to “its pants peripherally debrooching.”) |
| Non avea case di famiglia vòte; non v'era giunto ancor Sardanapalo a mostrar ciò che 'n camera si puote. There were no families that bore no children; and Sardanapalus was still a stranger— not come as yet to teach in the bedchamber. |
I’d flip ’n’ furl regaled saddle with swank prone motorized dildo attachments to rather be sorry than safe – martiniest Rampling lips haphazardly unhook as hot narcissism pulled up its pants peripherally debrooching. |
| (15.118-120) | (“Oh let’s make with my wants for you some love –” to “ointment breath body bedding clue.”) |
| Oh fortunate! ciascuna era certa de la sua sepultura, e ancor nulla era per Francia nel letto diserta. O happy wives! Each one was sure of her own burial place, and none—for France’s sake— as yet was left deserted in her bed. |
Oh let’s make with my wants for you some love – fortunate! – a beggar for your leather smells furtive knees, lipstick graduates from can’t talk about it instinct wayward gala snare’ll thrill you – coolant-legged, cervical jitney miss drop off ribs over sieve ointment breath body bedding clue. |
| (16.19-21) | from “Mars 6” (“You thaw me nice” to “eat you periodically.”) |
| Per tanti rivi s'empie d'allegrezza la mente mia, che di sé fa letizia perché può sostener che non si spezza. So many streams have filled my mind with gladness— so many, and such gladness, that mind must rejoice that it can bear this and not burst. |
You thaw me nice lapping cum unheeded goodies least heroic bliss by half – I gave my heart to you, I thought you could use it: snatch & sirens cull bite turn me down or turn me over coo & lie mineral on the move milks me on hot incursions have myself readored – the self-possessed satisficers eat you periodically. |
| (16.43-45) | (“Employer mystique:” to “cumulate me.”) |
| Basti d’i miei maggiori udirne questo: chi ei si fosser e onde venner quivi, più è tacer che ragionare onesto. That is enough concerning my forebears: what were their names, from where they came—of that, silence, not speech, is more appropriate. |
Employer mystique: crispy on the outside, creamy on the inside: fidgety whim legs are social breathers lack lilt, promotion retards grooming flukish twain in fits – why do I raise the knob to let these people interrupt me? – my titties are big on you, ballerinas headlong ifs medicate, catalog of rubber flaunts cumulate me. |
| (16.76-78) | from “Mars 7” (“pronoun burns –” to “immunosupressive hope.”) |
| udir come le schiatte si disfanno non ti parrà nova cosa né forte, poscia che le cittadi termine hanno. if you should hear of families undone, you will find nothing strange or difficult in that—since even cities meet their end. |
pronoun burns – it burns – faithless freshness flowered absurdly abandon lapidary drowsiness wettening the disdain indescribed immunosupressive hope. |
| (16.103-105) | (“Explosive smudge that silk” to “but then he said my vagina was too big, taking coke with freon.”) |
| Grand’ era già la colonna del Vaio, Sacchetti, Giuochi, Fifanti e Barucci e Galli e quei ch’arrossan per lo staio. The stripe of Vair had mightiness already, as did the Giuochi, Galli, and Barucci, Fifanti, and Sacchetti, and those who blush for the bushel; |
Explosive smudge that silk overthrows straight seeking empties with stamina I yet squander – foresworn careful, saboteurishly culling a sexual diversion for the noontime meal but then he said my vagina was too big, taking coke with freon. |
| (17.139-142) | from “Mars 10” (“hierarchy, get a load of me! – well just bake it:” to “lap’s in public interest.”) |
| che l’animo di quel ch’ode, non posa né ferma fede per essempro ch’aia la sua radice incognita e ascosa, because the mind of one who hears will not put doubt to rest, put trust in you, if given examples with their roots unknown and hidden, |
hierarchy, get a load of me! – well just bake it: castration levers in retribution from anybody and I don’t care – why not violations?: we must stop this bra from functioning for twenty years – fuck them like I don’t care so little enough, get this: gaps edges play to win this battle of the skin, no limits whatever swell if all wedding parodies own our own – it’s a drop of poison in his glass laden with fruition, |
| né per altro argomento che non paia.” or arguments too dim, too unapparent.” |
proof heaven’s expulsion is our credit: dolls are the opposite of applause; lap’s in public interest. |
| from “Jupiter”: | |
| (20.142-145) | from “Jupiter 10” (“It seduces me, do I have to respect it too? –” to “guignol skittish social”) |
| E come a buon cantor buon citarista fa seguitar lo guizzo de la corda, in che più di piacer lo canto acquista, And as a lutanist accompanies— expert—with trembling strings, the expert singer, by which the song acquires sweeter savor, |
It seduces me, do I have to respect it too? – proof weld lullaby magnetic valentine guards experience from anxiety of sequence values unracked some big band mambo orchestration touches shelter from the norm, |
| sì, mentre ch’e’ parlò, so, while the Eagle spoke— |
guignol skittish social |
| from “Saturn”: | |
| (21.75-78) | from “Saturn 2” (“kiss where shorts hit thigh;” to “puppy-headed thighs.”) |
| basta a seguir la provedenza etterna; that fulfills eternal Providence; |
kiss where shorts hit thigh; |
| ma questo è quel ch'a cerner mi par forte, perché predestinata fosti sola a questo officio tra le tue consorte.” but this seems difficult for me to grasp: why you alone, of those who form these ranks, were he who was predestined to this task.” |
a small back – queen-sized teen indications operate on the zipper risk stimuli on each other’s neck – skeptically shyly hula moot court nylon adversaries, jellied inflammational sleeveless oppurtunities – puppy-headed thighs. |
| (22.40-42) | from “Saturn 5” (“& spoons no kidding – we’re not fruitcups, we’re cocktails:” to “brassiered brink sublime;”) |
| e quel son io che sù vi portai prima lo nome di colui che ’n terra addusse la verità che tanto ci soblima; and I am he who was the first to carry up to that peak the name of Him who brought to earth the truth that lifts us to the heights. |
& spoons no kidding – we’re not fruitcups, we’re cocktails: vanity needs to think no crinoline to the spoils belong the decolletage triceps in falsetto respirator slaps shameless organdy – po’ wit the bod tour pert nigh but not plumb pain rate spectacle hems under sedation roaring ruling sameness offer disfigures gays to host brassiered brink sublime; |
| (22.49-51) | (“Automatic any hips don’t let the meaning nail you down –” to “coil clamp in socket spangle.”) |
| Qui è Maccario, qui è Romoaldo, qui son li frati miei che dentro ai chiostri fermar li piedi e tennero il cor saldo.” Here is Macarius, here is Romualdus, here are my brothers, those who stayed their steps in cloistered walls, who kept their hearts steadfast.” |
Automatic any hips don’t let the meaning nail you down – infernal virgin so lurks lush free with push to bleed programmatic rubber rapidity to inhibitions rolled out on castors, jet couched pants-pull assistants carve the muscles that stand all implacable flamboyants alike instead like masturbating with a block of ice, patience immensely remote show business enough your indifference idealizes coil clamp in socket spangle. |
| (22.61-63) | (“The memory of your face just chipmunks me out –” to “remorsefully disengaged.”) |
| Ond' elli: “Frate, il tuo alto disio s'adempierà in su l'ultima spera, ove s'adempion tutti li altri e 'l mio. And he: “Brother, your high desire will be fulfilled within the final sphere, as all the other souls’ and my own longing will. |
The memory of your face just chipmunks me out – frantic lick lively sterility complacence slabs vinegared reach asleep, open up lower-case all over sexually mature nervousness – I’ve done too many mushrooms, blouse humbles wish is mistress to the fact, chalice paralyzed 60-minute man on your dormitory of bad guilts, clitoral climatizers, track lighting in underwear – ignition stifles waist tissue cold in skirts remorsefully disengaged. |
| (22.94-96) | from “Saturn 6” (“Self-defense Romeo, a flirt in” to “I played the fool but you.”) |
| Veramente Iordan vòlto retrorso più fu, e 'l mar fuggir, quando Dio volse, mirabile a veder che qui 'l soccorso.” And yet, the Jordan in retreat, the sea in flight when God had willed it so, were sights more wonderful than His help here will be.” |
Self-defense Romeo, a flirt in I’m a hog for your paradise lonely chair quit my jealous goin’, goin’, gone beds that burn – let me explain woe ho oh whatcha do ho take me back to heaven – shouldn’t I know I would if I could sorta need almost grown you so better make a don’t deny me move gimme, gimme, gimme serves two you think I’m not thinking everything I played the fool but you. |
| (22.139-147) | from “Saturn 7” (“Doesn’t it chest cake? – what do you have to do,” to “of vipers;”) |
| Vidi la figlia di Latona incensa sanza quell’ ombra che mi fu cagione per che già la credetti rara e densa. I saw Latona’s daughter radiant, without the shadow that had made me once believe that she contained both rare and dense. |
Doesn’t it chest cake? – what do you have to do, lick their necks? – shunless affairs envy as poly-bag in mouth our values pay off franchise tang fanged after lips turn entire body by squeezing the thighs: battery-operated condoms, some romanced overtotalled sodom foresight bed inflicts – we miss body fluids, just one foreskin of difference alleviates as charm – hooker shows me lists, regulatory additives to your fun life, I hate to use the phrase, but – lovenest: it was on the basis of this exquisite vulnerability that the unreal man became so adept at self-concealment. |
| L’aspetto del tuo nato, Iperïone, quivi sostenni, e vidi com’ si move circa e vicino a lui Maia e Dïone. And there, Hyperion, I could sustain the vision of your son, and saw Diöne and Maia as they circled nearby him. |
If you open your heart you’ll throw up? – the more people you meet, it doesn’t make you feel less interesting: Impatient to consort or impatience consorts? – he’s forgotten he has legs guys like restrictions on their thighs, maladjusting & riveting waist sorrow because you don’t let the hips go – desire’s pro- verbial broken forbearance from larceny resistance: swooning tortures don’t just sit there, eat me! – demarcates tensing of a will over unalienable temporal distances married defiants agitate. |
| Quindi m’apparve il temperar di Giove tra ’l padre e ’l figlio; e quindi mi fu chiaro il varïar che fanno di lor dove; The temperate Jupiter appeared to me between his father and his son; and I saw clearly how they vary their positions. |
Don’t rub his dick unless you want the fireworks – moll dresses hazardous bedding don’t, it’s a fetus walking bare-breasted: devil’s bedspread debauchee, bolshevik weapon eaters, blessed misdemeanors, slit-happy trawlers, girl’s got vulva-chained head – sin’s extract heart squares the ‘self-described’ orgasm, pliability never looked so … vague, promoted into the unconscious lap adultery is to energy as adult conspicuous but venus flytrap variation of vipers; |
| (23.130-132) | from “Saturn 10” (“Oh prettiness just makes me squat:” to “was taught to be dissatisfied.”) |
| Oh quanta è l’ubertà che si soffolce in quelle arche ricchissime che fuoro a seminar qua giù buone bobolce! Oh, in those richest coffers, what abundance is garnered up for those who, while below, on earth, were faithful workers when they sowed! |
Oh prettiness just makes me squat: prickly seed display police escort dislocated submission up my snatch – you be permanently disadvantaged?? – collapse envies your violence, you look the way habit = scar I used to want to be, spouse expense at your fingertips cheat confessing up tuition affections before they are dominant, an assumption which lesbians might find rather quaint, I think I need some strata of history of women’s anger has become professionalized up nostrils, a neurotic epiphany – you wanna puke, right?: branded a fornicator by her church seminar, I’m status-broken, I was taught to be dissatisfied. |
| from “Fixed Stars”: | |
| (24.43-44) | from “Fixed Stars 1” (“a means of lustration I wonder” to “asterisk scratching away at small behavioral truths –”) |
| ha fatto civi per la verace fede, a glorïarla, gained its citizens through the true faith that he may glorify it.” |
a means of lustration I wonder if you wonder, if you bluenote me raculous der ment ater ery ers ous ple duce er civiously cept trian tion ness ers proach grate come ing ries ies ners tifully nial ing tion onstrations ing ing utopic unstuck degrading doom button paraphrases why oh why, but what, backhanded asterisk scratching away at small behavioral truths – |
| (24.48) | (“only bumps by hearsay” to “it’s too soon to know,”) |
| per approvarla, non per terminarla, for discussion—not for settlement— |
only bumps by hearsay treading on the lulls it’s too soon to know, |
| (24.139-141) | from “Fixed Stars 3” (“& with us & not blur slightly spread” to “too many models.”) |
| e credo in tre persone etterne, e queste credo una essenza sì una e sì trina, che soffera congiunto ‘sono’ ed ‘este’. And I believe in three Eternal Persons, and these I do believe to be one essence, so single and threefold as to allow both is and are. |
& with us & not blur slightly spread elongated paste to make a three-for-one body of walls about our life – saliva adjusts, so will I – mutually inconsistent impregnable limb we feel less traumatized by our own candy desemanticizing puppets diversified by autodidact in pillow powder harness I feel tender to be too many models. |
| (26.52-54) | from “Fixed Stars 6” (“My heart seems to melt in your gland –” to “on little calm be my be my profession.”) |
| Non fu latente la santa intenzione de l’aguglia di Cristo, anzi m’accorsi dove volea menar mia professione. The holy intent of Christ’s Eagle was not hidden; I indeed was made aware of what he would most have my words declare. |
My heart seems to melt in your gland – tumultuous middle unnerves intention upwards owns face the lithe grieve assault-free charm salivation pleasure convenes you premeditated for you asphyxiating myself, with risk I’m giving you a bite regret secret admiration witness industry between us sleeping yet unsuited fleece hammer skin on little calm be my be my profession. |
| (27.148) | from “Fixed Stars 10” (“& let’s fight the sweet cause together – no genderization” to “hope trysts entire.”) |
| e vero frutto verrà dopo 'l fiore.” and then fine fruit shall follow on the flower.” |
& let’s fight the sweet cause together – no genderization hints walk away embarrassing paradise withers all institutions live & live without you more exclusive in little stars ask comfort dictates uncommandeered affection – democratize yourself! – social events of lips pawn close heat forgives hope trysts entire. |
| from “Primum Mobile”: | |
| (31.127-129) | from “Primum Mobile 7” (“True Flip To” to “we’re just as good as night;”) |
| così quella pacifica oriafiamma nel mezzo s’avvivava, e d’ogne parte per igual modo allentava la fiamma; so did the peaceful oriflamme appear brightest at its midpoint, so did its flame, on each side, taper off at equal pace. |
True Flip To sawteething the submersible thaw job, pleasure by design rapport days delicacy shimmies asunder delight delight delight, actually blood does get homesick – fidelities fold fondly aggregated to melange itself, to melee itself: suddenly took us by surprise, Don’t answer that – we’re just as good as night; |
| (33.28-30) | from “Primum Mobile 9” (“And redeem your threats – Oh, human beings, can’t get” to “yoke scarce darkroom,”) |
| E io, che mai per mio veder non arsi più ch’i’ fo per lo suo, tutti miei prieghi ti porgo, e priego che non sieno scarsi, And I, who never burned for my own vision more than I burn for his, do offer you all of my prayers—and pray that they may not fall short— |
And redeem your threats – Oh, human beings, can’t get next to you babe – girlish calls for a sperm boycott; slack stagelit self-arbitration yoke scarce darkroom, |
| (33.43-45) | (“bathysphere with legs, you are my superstition” to “every all which is not us.”) |
| indi a l’etterno lume s’addrizzaro, nel qual non si dee creder che s’invii per creatura l’occhio tanto chiaro. then her eyes turned to the Eternal Light— there, do not think that any creature’s eye can find its way as clearly as her sight. |
bathysphere with legs, you are my superstition spurns wrong to have the multiple partner break off to in’sight a desire of more ample signification history history erases that facts should heart void accomplice every all which is not us. |
| (33.46-48) | from “Primum Mobile 10” (“AND real time is dead; proof terrorizes” to “nothing night in the after.”) |
| E io ch’al fine di tutt’ i disii appropinquava, sì com’ io dovea, l’ardor del desiderio in me finii. And I, who now was nearing Him who is the end of all desires, as I ought, lifted my longing to its ardent limit. |
AND real time is dead; proof terrorizes all the way in or all the way out de-tasking heterocosm leaps out nothing night in the after. |
| (33.76-78) | (“Sin no facts, mostly the usual crush of possibilities” to “convening reproaches in ever-smaller chamber.”) |
| Io credo, per l’acume ch’io soffersi del vivo raggio, ch’i’ sarei smarrito, se li occhi miei da lui fossero aversi. The living ray that I endured was so acute that I believe I should have gone astray had my eyes turned away from it. |
Sin no facts, mostly the usual crush of possibilities adverse concentrics recede cut rear rumor of circumference – if it slipped on my bed, I wouldn’t eat the other it – pulse just lips convening reproaches in ever-smaller chamber. |
| (33.91-93) | (“venom’s liquor of love” to “expiates still wet elective facility in amatory soil.”) |
| di questo nodo credo ch’i’ vidi, perché più di largo, dicendo questo, mi sento ch’i’ godo. I think I saw [that] which that knot takes; for, speaking this, I feel a joy that is more ample. |
venom’s liquor of love meal plans off Mdnght Wish for bubble bathing monozygotes accord laps lessons abandon expiates still wet elective facility in amatory soil. |
| (33.97-102) | (“Shatter plus impresses incognito salute” to “chronic redundant hope;”) |
| Così la mente mia, tutta sospesa, mirava fissa, immobile e attenta, e sempre di mirar faceasi accesa. So was my mind—completely rapt, intent, steadfast, and motionless—gazing; and it grew ever more enkindled as it watched. |
Shatter plus impresses incognito salute not love like any like a sauce as unless I shall always want everything, I got the tongue out of my throat – immobile claims reciprocate reward in the infinitive mucus temptation. |
| A quella luce cotal si diventa, che volgersi da lei per altro aspetto è impossibil che mai si consenta; Whoever sees that Light is soon made such that it would be impossible for him to set that Light aside for other sight; |
Point neither promise without intoxication – it’s not inevitable, it’s sweet; overall sudden ‘meta trade off’ is the whole body pure assertive melt flesh for itself, no ceiling? – … kisses leap without beyond will & nill impossible immersion in chronic redundant hope; |
| (33.121-123) | (“Oh let’s have socialism relentlessly gentle” to “privacy overreacts, parachuting the past.”) |
| Oh quanto è corto il dire e come fioco al mio concetto! e questo, a quel ch’i’ vidi, è tanto, che non basta a dicer “poco.” How incomplete is speech, how weak, when set against my thought! And this, to what I saw is such—to call it little is too much. |
Oh let’s have socialism relentlessly gentle praxis singed undoing most distant privacy overreacts, parachuting the past. |
| (33.127-141) | (“Cartwheeled tactics dip your fingers in the vow” to “valedictory honeymoon burns in the pagination.”) |
| Quella circulazion che sì concetta pareva in te come lume reflesso, da li occhi miei alquanto circunspetta, That circle—which, begotten so, appeared in You as light reflected—when my eyes had watched it with attention for some time, |
Cartwheeled tactics dip your fingers in the vow buried my birthday red partisan shocks proof infinite to atoms architected Pandemonium cut-to-fit-the-mouth, |
| dentro da sé, del suo colore stesso, mi parve pinta de la nostra effige: per che ’l mio viso in lei tutto era messo. within itself and colored like itself, to me seemed painted with our effigy, so that my sight was set on it completely. |
we’re in the happy neutral counter-automata – Dreamsdo- cometrue – matriarchal matrix be anything to annex willing total all is one end of the world dance luscious by-the-book. |
| Qual è ’l geomètra che tutto s’affige per misurar lo cerchio, e non ritrova, pensando, quel principio ond’ elli indige, As the geometer intently seeks to square the circle, but he cannot reach, through thought on thought, the principle he needs, |
Give me a bigger cage – rootless headlong faction burst delectable standard – elsewhere – geometry at total, raptures diaphanous closeout diagram generalizes fingers arraigned as chocolate, |
| tal era io a quella vista nova: veder voleva come si convenne l’imago al cerchio e come vi s’indova; so I searched that strange sight: I wished to see the way in which our human effigy suited the circle and found place in it— |
adorable base alias reality image refusal emboldens fetus using your body without your consent – its sweet front lathed with this is something else; |
| ma non eran da ciò le proprie penne: se non che la mia mente fu percossa da un fulgore in che sua voglia venne. and my own wings were far too weak for that. But then my mind was struck by light that flashed and, with this light, received what it had asked. |
propitious heat headless opportunity in order of promises, dirigibles of promise we neatly did fill their blanks – valedictory honeymoon burns in the pagination. |
| (33.144-145) | (“cope lush coda abruptless,” to “let’s start all over stars.”) |
| ch’igualmente è mossa, revolving uniformly— |
cope lush coda abruptless, |
| l'amor che move il sole e l'altre stelle. by the Love that moves the sun and the other stars. |
risk disappears closing perfume row of exclamation points unleash all tenderness suspends future to voice vote to heat for hope lay still late let’s start all over stars. |
Next commentary: Rachel Blau DuPlessis on Close Listening, conversation with Charles Bernstein and reading, University of Pennsylvania, April 27, 2005.
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