Dichten

A blog of Poetry: to say, to speak, the verb for to make poetry, dichten. Poetry is the condition for the possibility of philosophy, the condition that fulfills its own condition, a sort of causa sui that doesn't leap but grounds in its disdain for the question of ground. This blog hates itself in its metaphysics, but achieves the height of nothing...

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"In addition to the choice of words, positioning of words, and the sequencing of words, it is above all the entire overall resonance of the poetic telling that "expresses" the so-called meaning. Yet this overall resonance of the telling is not simply the result of the positioning of words and arranging of lines, but rather the reverse: the overall resonance of the telling is the initial, creative resonance that first intimates the language; it is the origin not only for the arranging and positioning of the words, but also for the choice of words, an origin that in its resonance constantly anticipates the use of words. This overall resonance of the telling, however, is from the outset determined by the fundamental attunement of the poetry, which takes form within the inner outline of the whole. The fundamental attunement for its part grows out of the particular metaphysical locale of the poetry in question." Martin Heidegger, Hoelderlin's hymns "Germania" and "The Rhine", translated by William McNeill, not yet published.

Friday, October 08, 2004

Everything that comes to mind

comes out onto the page,
is going to be published.
I used to save drafts of stuff I didn't like
didn't want to be represented by,
didn't want to show the world:
what world? Not my world, nor the world,
no one but me reads these poems!
What pathos!

Foggy mist bleaches the distant balconies
the black buildings grey
plants dying of thirst
city: having murdered the land
manipulation into cells to raise
contributors to immortal civilization
permission by mother was not granted
to turn green into stacked ground
making things easier we think
morality has caused overpopulation!
The fog begins to clear
the rain soaked wet streets have dried
It's still a weekday: people to work!

Is this really the best time?
Perhaps machines will do all our work.
Luxury will increase in smaller space,
coffee, harmful, banned
all there is is over the counter fraud
maybe...I don't know whether I'm
optimistic, for nows the time, or
pessimistic for it will only get worse,
heaven is for those who always feel lucky.

posted by irrefutable | 6:50 AM

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