PROTEAN NotUnTitled: The Philosophical Cantos / Canto I / WaitHereEyeSolAtes Cantos (III) . . . Nota Bene: This book is my Inferno. [not about or inspired by the Dadaist movement]
This is more than art. This is pure fun. This is what covering your jean backed notebook is all about, it's like the inventor of the peace sign using the semaphore letters N and D for nuclear disarmament then inverting it and drawing a circle around it. Pure fun and it makes people scratch their heads because they are wondering what fun is. lol
The angels the angels in the sky and sweet spring on earth we'll see no more of eachother apart from protozoa symbolism with the symbol as the poet boiled down regretting every kiss they've given and their blood and recreation and the poor poet going dreaming and the creatures passing to the sounds
A first glance this might be mistaken as the work of someone who took Ferlinghetti and T.S. Elliot, throw 'em in a mental blender, season with Hugo Ball, and call it a day. I advise other readers not to make that mistake. I did, at first, except that I read that damn Note Bene and I brought my own perceptions of inferno into the work as I read it. Then I got hooked.
I printed this one out and started writing notes. Sort of what I did when I was trying to tackle Elliot in school (and got little more than a headache and one sleepless night for my efforts). I realized as I went through it that there were words buried within the words here and there, and I'd say I did a fair job of deciphering half of them. The juxtaposition of the words and the utter chaos within the work is chilling.
So now I'm going to try to figure this one out. I think it's a wonderful poem.
wooow! crazyness..... i'm not sure i get it.... but i love how you stay orginal. i love the " iam my own lsd...." line, and that one of the only parts i really get..... not really my type of thing, but way to change things around and make people think!
I think it is hard to read, and i am a little disurbed by the font;) but i have paid attention to the words been used, and i think if you loose the font, your poem is really something.
And then went down to the ship, Set keel to breakers, forth on the godly sea, and . . . Ezra Pound (TCOEP).
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