A Few More Surrealist Poems - 3
Dale Houstman
Sliding Trombone
________________
Upon my head I have a little windmill
Which draws water up to my mouth and eyes
When I thirst or am moved to tears
I have a little horn full of absinthe fragrance in my ears
And on my nose a green parakeet which flaps its wings
And cries "To Arms"
When the sun's seeds fall from the sky
The absence from the steel heart
At the bottom of the realities boneless stagnant
Is partial to insane ocean fish
I am the captain and the Alsatian at the movies
I have in my tummy a little agricultural mechanism
That reaps and binds electric flex
The coconuts hurled by the melancholy monkey
Tinkle like spittle into the water
Where they reblossom as petunias
I have in my stomach an ocarina and I have an innocent belief
I feed my poet on the feet of a pianist
Who teeth are even and uneven
And sad Sunday evenings
I toss my morganatic dreams
To the amorous turtle-doves who laugh like hell.
---------------------------
Georges Ribemont-Dessaignes
Dennis M. Hammes
>
> ________________
>
> Sliding Trombone
> ________________
>
> Upon my head I have a little windmill
Sri, but I didn't wanna read a pome about the chuckles.
This guy /is/ accounted a surrealist? Seems to be too much
connection here; leaps, yes, but more Metaphysical than surreal.
--
-------(m+
~/:o)_|
The sucking noises made by Babies is not law,
no matter how many of them *agree* that it is.
http://scrawlmark.org
Dale Houstman
Dennis M. Hammes wrote:
> Dale Houstman wrote:
>
>>________________
>>
>>Sliding Trombone
>>________________
>>
>>Upon my head I have a little windmill
>
>
> Sri, but I didn't wanna read a pome about the chuckles.
A windmill is a thing which takes wind and makes something productive of
it: chuckles - and Tom - are things which take wind and make farts of it.
Surrealism is not an aesthetic style. There are many "connected"
surrealist poems, and Paul Eluard (who is considered - despite Tom's
insults - a major poet in the French-speaking world) is actually a very
sweet love poet in the main. The reason he is a surrealist is because he
does speak so often of love as transcendent and marvelous. Andre Breton
is very baroque and draws heavily upon the romantic tradition, and -
despite a gloss of linguistic difficulty and purposeful disjunctions -
is actually very linear in his drive toward the IDEA. Arp is child-like
and uses rather "platonic" terms, to present a world of natural hybrids
and amorously-compounded entities involved in frenetic play. Louis
Aragon (before he became an honorable French literateur) was savagely
satiric, and a hurler of shit in the direction of power. And so on.
dmh
Master Po
"Dale Houstman" <dm...@citilink.com> wrote in message news:4038BE65...@citilink.com...
>
>
> Dennis M. Hammes wrote:
> > Dale Houstman wrote:
> >
> >>________________
> >>
> >>Sliding Trombone
> >>________________
> >>
> >>Upon my head I have a little windmill
> >
> >
> > Sri, but I didn't wanna read a pome about the chuckles.
>
> A windmill is a thing which takes wind and makes something productive of
> it: chuckles - and Tom - are things which take wind and make farts of it.
You call me "Tom"...
Well, well.
I just moved up.
>
> >
> >
> >>Which draws water up to my mouth and eyes
> >>When I thirst or am moved to tears
> >>I have a little horn full of absinthe fragrance in my ears
absinthe plays big in surrealism, eh?
Why would you /even/ think my insults affect anything but you?
/Real/ people aren't blown around by my squiggles.
> - a major poet in the French-speaking world) is actually a very
> sweet love poet in the main. The reason he is a surrealist is because he
> does speak so often of love as transcendent and marvelous. Andre Breton
> is very baroque and draws heavily upon the romantic tradition, and -
> despite a gloss of linguistic difficulty and purposeful disjunctions -
> is actually very linear in his drive toward the IDEA. Arp is child-like
> and uses rather "platonic" terms, to present a world of natural hybrids
> and amorously-compounded entities involved in frenetic play. Louis
> Aragon (before he became an honorable French literateur) was savagely
> satiric, and a hurler of shit in the direction of power. And so on.
Very interesting.
I bet there are only a few pages of surrealist poetry I would be glad
I read after reading it.
The crap I would suffer on my way thru it would probably leave me
in too ill to contemplate, but thanks for being such a cherry little
pusher of bad poetry, and spamming the newsgroup with crap.
--
Tom Bishop
"a rooster
an empty room
poverty"
http://Poetic.ZapTo.Org
----== Posted via Newsfeed.Com - Unlimited-Uncensored-Secure Usenet News==----
http://www.newsfeed.com The #1 Newsgroup Service in the World! >100,000 Newsgroups
---= 19 East/West-Coast Specialized Servers - Total Privacy via Encryption =---
Dennis M. Hammes
>
> Dennis M. Hammes wrote:
> > Dale Houstman wrote:
> >
> >>________________
> >>
> >>Sliding Trombone
> >>________________
> >>
> >>Upon my head I have a little windmill
> >
> >
> > Sri, but I didn't wanna read a pome about the chuckles.
>
> A windmill is a thing which takes wind and makes something productive of
> it: chuckles - and Tom - are things which take wind and make farts of it.
Actually, much of the time they (windmills) just run around in
circles. In that vein, I had instantly visioned the propellor
beanie.
I mean, look what the line /seZ/. That instant American meaning
is prolly quite different from the instant French meaning with its
proximity to Holland and Spain, not to mention its own occasional
windmills. I'm fairly sure that the meant windmill is the
horizontal Spanish variety (which unfortunately comes back to the
propellor beanie.)
>
> >
> >
> >>Which draws water up to my mouth and eyes
Yuh. The Spanish waterpump, not the Dutch grain mill.
'Course not; it's /spoZe/ to be a technique even more disjoint than
diaphor.
Haiku are primarily diaphoric, where Rimbaud in his own term is
"encrapulated," i.e., rather random as he explains it himself. (As
you note below,) this doesn't mean that the "pile" cannot be
selected and arranged to point to Idea; as Metaphysical is spoZe to
be the technique of serial simile, surrealism /might/ be
characterised as nonserial simile.
> There are many "connected"
> surrealist poems, and Paul Eluard (who is considered - despite Tom's
> insults - a major poet in the French-speaking world) is actually a very
> sweet love poet in the main. The reason he is a surrealist is because he
> does speak so often of love as transcendent and marvelous.
I've heard/read that parameter severally, but isn't it applied in
error? That would (if I can make any sense of French Critical
Schools) be Transcendentalist, which is opposed to Existentialist.
The Surreal is /also/ in opposition to the Existential (different
ordinate), and I think somebody started a perpetuated goof in
referring to one opposite as the other.
> Andre Breton
> is very baroque and draws heavily upon the romantic tradition, and -
> despite a gloss of linguistic difficulty and purposeful disjunctions -
> is actually very linear in his drive toward the IDEA. Arp is child-like
> and uses rather "platonic" terms, to present a world of natural hybrids
> and amorously-compounded entities involved in frenetic play. Louis
> Aragon (before he became an honorable French literateur) was savagely
> satiric, and a hurler of shit in the direction of power. And so on.
>
> dmh
No contradiction in any of that with surrealism as technique; the
different purposes will necessarily result in different "aesthetic
styles."
Lulubell Scruggs
thought I'd have a peek. Hasn't changed a bit, I see. It's kind of
like coming back to the old bar where you used to get drunk every day,
and seeing all the same people still hanging out there. Disturbing,
yet strangely comforting. :-)
Actually, the poem that's still showing below, I thought was fun to
read. On the one hand, I almost feel like it's a joke being played on
me as I read it - like the author's really just writing down whatever
silly shit he wants and laughing at those who are foolish enough to
read it. On the other hand, I like the total kookiness of it. I'm
soooooo bored with my own poems - I need some absinthe.
"Master Po" <V...@Of-Roses.info> wrote in message news:<4038d3d7$1...@127.0.0.1>...
Master Po
"Lulubell Scruggs" <lulubell...@hotmail.com> wrote in message news:db4a7f8d.04022...@posting.google.com...
> Hey, Tom. Still here, huh?
> I haven't visited aapc in months and
> thought I'd have a peek. Hasn't changed a bit, I see. It's kind of
> like coming back to the old bar where you used to get drunk every day,
> and seeing all the same people still hanging out there. Disturbing,
> yet strangely comforting. :-)
My gf enjoys those gifts.. :-)
>
> Actually, the poem that's still showing below, I thought was fun to
> read. On the one hand, I almost feel like it's a joke being played on
> me as I read it - like the author's really just writing down whatever
> silly shit he wants and laughing at those who are foolish enough to
> read it. On the other hand, I like the total kookiness of it. I'm
> soooooo bored with my own poems - I need some absinthe.
I love your honest look at it, LuLu.
I can enjoy it a bit too, but limited.
Cheers,
--
Tom Bishop -- http://Poetic.ZapTo.Org
"So many women, so few hatboxes."
-- Dale Houstman