playlist

□ Allan Badiner, ‘How to Get Rid of Pests and Bugs the Buddhist Way’, Tricycle magazine.

■ Ohlendorf the painter, A Hidden Life [dir. Terrence Malick].

no symbols where none intended.

THERE IS NO TEXT. THERE IS NO TEXT. THERE IS NO TEXT. THERE IS NO TEXT.

no symbols where none intended

Samuel Beckett, Watt.

forgetting is normal

the Grey Heron,

君たちはどう生きるか

, [how do you live? / The Boy and the Heron], dir. Hayao Miyazaki.

send down white clouds

Zbigniew Herbert., ‘Fragment’.

Nothing new, but hard to talk about

can be lived but not really talked about

There have been other lives, will be others

Jean-Luc Godard., Histoire(s) du cinéma.

death strike[s] their house

Dylan Thomas., John Cale., ‘On a Wedding Anniversary’.

He’s gone, long ol’ time [alternatively, gone a long time]

Hush up, little children, now don’t you fret

You’ll draw a pension at your papa’s death

From Buffalo to Washington

Roosevelt in the White House, drinking out a silver cup

McKinley in the graveyard, he’ll never wake up

He’s gone, gone a long time {?}

Bob Dylan, ‘Key West (Philosopher Pirate), Rough and Rowdy Ways.

exclamation by the hip-hop artist Pusha T in the song ‘The Story of Adidon’.

just memories | past presidents

dialogue as spoken by Bert Schnick & Judge Oliver Wright

respectively., Shock Treatment [1981]., dir. Jim Sharman.

szo this is gay par-ee, &c

Al Dubin., Harry Warren., ‘The Latin Quarter’, initially sung

by Rudy Vallée as ‘Terry Moore’ in Gold Diggers In Paris

[1938]., dir., Ray Enright., Busby Berkeley., as sung by

Nicholas Nemo, or Monsieur No-body, shall go free

such as are silent

Robert Burton, The Anatomy of Melancholy, condensing &

logically-concluding Ulrich von Hutten [Ulricus Huttenus]’s

observation that nemo, nam, nemo omnibus horis sapit,

Nemo nascitur sine vitiis, Crimine Nemo caret, Nemo

sorte sua vivit contentus, Nemo in amore sapit, Nemo

bonus, Nemo sapiens, Nemo est ex omni parti beatus

, &c [w/ thanks to William R. Mueller, ‘Robert

Burton's Frontispiece’, PMLA (‘the journal of

Nemo, who remains for many

pages the only character to be

contained in a stable,“proper

name”, being as he is the

immobile figure on the

bridge over the Liffey,

does not escape the

forces of chronotopicity.

Towards the end of

the narrative, an

the waters

[w/ thanks

to Norma

Bouchard,

‘Rereading

Beckett’s

“Dream of

Fair to Middling

Women”’,

Samuel Beckett Today /

exponentially glad. glad in personed area.

& made his bloodied tapestry

tried to build an arc / to kiss the unknown

Keilan Colville., ‘untitled (the stranger in your throat)’.

O world! world!

fool positive

his legs are legs for necessity, not for flexure.

William Shakespeare, Troilus and Cressida.

a ban on intent as well as images

Art Spiegelman, as quoted in The New Republic.

weaving around near the truth

could not transfer that force into power

Rahul Gandhi, speech at Stanford University.

imago suae vitae

total representation of a life at point of outbreath.

in claiming to dialogue

hypocrisy to the [dialectical] optimism according to which / war is no more than another form of dialogue.

Maurice Blanchot, The Infinite Conversation.

they’re what were used

David Lynch, Absurda / Scissors.

the rapist in the pool

& lawyers haven’t been this popular / since Robespierre slaughtered half of France!

Stephen de Búrca’s description of invisible/-/visible rhyme.

snow honkies

Mat Johnson, Pym.

it is more than probable that the opinion of Peters was correct, and that the hieroglyphical appearance was

really the work of art, and intended as the representation of a human form. || ‘I have graven it within the hills,

and my vengeance upon the dust within the rock.’

Edgar Allan Poe, The Narrative of Arthur Gordon Pym of Nantucket [ðɪs ɪz ðə kiː & ðɪs ɪz ðə dɔː].

I ever had—but One—

And that—defies me—

As a Hand did try to chalk the Sun

To Races — nurtured in the Dark —

How would your own — begin?

Can Blaze be shown in Cochineal —

Or Noon — in Mazarin?

Emily Dickinson, ‘581’.

keep the coffee hot

Fritz Lang & Sydney Boehm, The Big Heat.

play needles piano now

Tony Domenico, Petscop.

With some misgivings / About what you did.

Samuel Menashe, ‘The Living End’.

the hairs of your adorable chest

James Schuyler’s love letter to John Button.

see also Alex Lawther’s reading for Letters Live.

The coffee cools / slowly in the blue enamel pan.

Matthew Welton, Squid Squad: A Novel.

The world isn’t a sad place, it’s just big

If you spoil your eyes with tears

A person has rights

Your wings are borrowed

You’re not immune to happiness

You’re crying because you were left alone

dialogue spoken by Bette Davis, Claude Rains, & Paul Henreid in

the 1942 film Now, Voyager [dir. Irving Rapper, wrt. Casey Ro-

binson from the novel-of-the-same-name by Olive Higgins

Prouty, Sylvia Plath's own angel w/ unborrowed wings].

dialogue spoken by Bette Davis in the 1939 film Dark Victory

[dir. Edmund Golding, wrt. Casey Robinson, from the play

-of-the-same-name by George Emerson Brewer, Jr. &

Bertram Bloch].

brought nylons / from New York

Scott Walker, ‘Patriot (a single)’, Tilt.

Too much sugar and too much cake / You'll end up with a belly ache

Brian Wilson, ‘Too Much Sugar’, B-side to ‘Let's Go to Heaven

emergence of the riff throughout his career is

close to Wilson playing us his heartbeat --

it is proof that even in the midst of the

most unbearable external-&-internal

mental-&-physical abuse, he is alive.

His heart is beating, in the music &

so everywhere the music is heard.

Brian Wilson is Forever Alive.

Quentin Hubbard was found dead in his car on the 12th of November, 1976. He was 22.

And I used I never felt I knew nothing Nothing of the

to be a the pressure of the horses thresher

citizen

Scott Walker, ‘Farmer in the City (Remembering Pasolini)’, Tilt.

Jennifer Crittenden, ‘The PTA Disbands’, The Simpsons.

up you wake, up you wake, up you wake, up you wake!

Samuel L. Jackson as Mister Señor Love Daddy, Do the Right Thing., dir. Spike Lee.

Scorekeeper, deduct one life.

Samuel L. Jackson as Uncle Sam, Kendrick Lamar's Apple Music Super Bowl Halftime Show.

as birds

shadow falls from

alternating translations of the Pras[h]na Upanishad, taken from

Juan Mascaró, The Upanishads., &

Shree Purohit Swāmi & W. B. Yeats, The Ten Principal Upanishads.

Susannah Dickey is a poet. Her book is called Isdal.

Isdal has things to do w/ Levinas.

Emmanuel Levinas saw the face. Let this not elude you.

In vain have the wretches laboured

Gospel of Philip. blue-glass-bulb. YOU KNOW THIS NOW YOU ARE GLAD.

from the diaries of Vivien Eliot [ed. Ann Pasternak Slater],

specif. the volume pertaining to the year 1935.

sit down, man, you're a bloody tragedy

James Maxton to Ramsay MacDonald in the House of Commons, 1933. You are glad to know this.

the name of the writer & activist Owen Hatherley’s former website. You are glad to know this.

The Supreme Being has not been obliterated

Maximilien Robespierre, 8th June [20 Prairial], ‘Fête de l'Etre suprême’.

a word and its air play of seven days

Yoko Ono, Surrender to Peace.

In the empty space of desire, the seats are expensive

Jean Baudrillard, Cool Memories III.

Angst essen Seele auf

The Beach Boys [B. Wilson-M. Love], ‘It's O.K.’, 15 Big Ones

Barbara Markay, ‘Give Your Dick To Me’.

& if Humpty Dumpty fall off the wall, tell ‘em Humpty Dumpty reclimb

cupcakKe, A.U.T.I.S.M.

Well, the party was nice, the party was pumpin’

Baha Men, ‘Who Let The Dogs Out?’, Who Let the Dogs Out &or

Rugrats in Paris: The Movie: Music From the Motion Picture.

big-time pumper

I will kiss thy mouth, Iokanaan, I will kiss thy mouth

Put out the torches! Hide the moon! Hide the stars!

Oscar Wilde, Salomé.

Tale of Tales [Auriea Harvey & Michaël Samyn], Fatale – Exploring Salomé.

there was sperm [...] manly demeanour.

on Quentin Hubbard, from an interview w/ Kima Douglas conducted by Russell Miller, Bare-faced Messiah.

The Rope & the Colt

a song by Scott Walker [wrt. Andre Hossein & Hal Shapper],

support of the Chinwad bridge, they keep down, and it will not exist.

‘Chapter 30, On the resurrection and future existence’, The Bundahishn [trans. E. W. West].

Jared Collins, ‘Little Ironies’.

attributed to Jiddu Krishnamurti. [no symbols where none intended.]

under the

jaw,

Scott Walker, ‘Corps De Blah’, Bish Bosch.

the most familiar thing appears indeterminate as long as [you] have not recalled its name

Maurice Merleau-Ponty, as quoted by Denise Riley, Impersonal Passion: Language as Affect.

A wretched piteous dove, in quest of food, dashed amid the winnowing-fans, its breast broken in twain

Aeschylus, Proteus [disjecta membra, trans. Herbert Weir Smyth].

There was a Boy whose name was Jim;

His Friends were very good to him.

Hilaire Belloc, ‘Jim, Who ran away from his Nurse, and was eaten by a Lion’.

should be adapted to their peculiar position [&] wants and be conformable with

their deliberate opinions of their own interests.

from William Henry Harrison’s terminal inaugration address.

Constantinople

Joni Mitchell, song-of-the-same-name, The Hissing of Summer Lawns.

I was in a labyrinth of stairs. This labyrinth was not entirely roofed

over. I climbed; other stairways led downwards. On a landing I

realised that I had arrived at a summit. A wide view of many lands

opened up before me. I saw other men standing at other peaks. One

of these men was suddenly seized by dizziness and fell. The dizziness

spread; others were now falling from other peaks into the depths below.

When I too became dizzy, I woke up.

Walter Benjamin describing a dream he experienced on June 28th, 1938.

the power of the historical continuum in a flash that compels total

remembrance, the collective entombed in [their] dream can do nothing but

wake up

Ian Macartney, The Labyrinth of Stairs: Allegory, Revolutionary Failure

and Kairótic Messianism in Walter Benjamin’s June Dream and “The-

ses on the Philosophy of History”. But Ian didn’t say it. He wrote it.

open-hatted

Jack Underwood’s advised substitution-phrase for the clichéd

phrase ‘open-hearted’

& to Colin Andrew McIlwain, of course.

Outside, a woman sits cross-lapped,

or the rain?

like any good human, he fails

Francis Hesketh, ‘Whale Meat’, Twice said.

They had changed their throats and had the throats of birds