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la sagesse ne vient pas à la beauté


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la sagesse ne vient pas à la beau








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fuss





there were  nights
this   one
jewel'd  its merit
knifed  its thieves
harried  its subjects      the preferred one wept
his crying sheet


spurned by the field




hauling over air
its gulf  mist
buried  ocean  see
its spent tear
lambed by the fixed closet
its jesus prayed by
door wombed
feather
she's dictionary her
goose berry
her
goose
song
you ve held timber
by
the fox night
rambler to any rambler
forest to any wooded terrace
not for millionaires


this anti wears her suit gear
trussed to weather
that way Jill gets her comeuppance

_________Gadzooks she sssss  a goodtime gal

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an' back


Interloctuer: Some one said you are a doctor now Doctor of something or other
CDuffy: Perhaps that's true of my double Clifford Duffy . People confuse C Duffy with Clifford Duffy who is, yes, a doctor of English Literature.
Inter: Explain! this is folly ~ dont' you know who you are?
CDuffy: Well, I am not Clifford Duffy the creator 28 Blogs with 12 inthe wings! I am a mere person in the virtual world of the real citiing what I write. and at times read. For instance, he's reading  In Defense of Lost Causes!  I would never read such a thing! Never. I can't bear General Zizek and his Lacanian insanity! His Hegelian horsewhip.





Interlecoterrrrrrrrrrrrrrr~  pulling her hair out by now~. You are Duffy! i kNow you are I Can tell by your characters~ the smooth butter of their syntax, the love of their sex, the hoist oftheir images, the buoy of their intent ~

CDuffy ~ I think you've come under the spell of  a kind poet who cant help himself and loves all becomings loves all beings. And that ,  is not me  ~
___________To be discontined a Dublin ~








yes me and my truck/we go AlL over/especially in Ireland   ~ on my way to Dublin  over next while in the air~personally i have always been a truck driver'... wrkin' on a post ... winter's here was pwr fairethis morn' begun texting


___________________enemie agents? crass follower? bold boulders? rambling slunkers? come along fellahins? ______

her_ for Car_ women aR e ~2 u 2

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air around
potted gruel
crushing fat jouissance around its mouth
she like that when it
spin off her soup
when bounced blue her
bang bang bang
go boom boom boom goo-ga-loo ~

go googoogaloo!




2


call it one two

indeed Mister S. she 's wishes wash the window
of hee-haw bow-tie salad bowl & chewing bark,
as wisteria or wistful summer ,,
by lake terrace unity not so the univocal 
character of her placid




3



as abstract as it get
forget the lover's wink
it show time in the bustled-hustled fair

over when fiction friction personafictation
as one two its Mona's peeling visage


of smiling rose

rosed lilac petunia scented hours of vivid"



4





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recent representations as by standed to mirror

secret you stir


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First blogged
25/10/07

Some text stand s still some go forth
then back

disappearing  ~ 


Some text st
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'You' are convinced but not persuaded


'You' are convinced but not pers



are convinced are convinced are convinced



colori della luce


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____ Willard ___a becoming-animal not content to proceed by resemblance  --- ___________________________________________________________________________________an irresistible  

     deterritorialization that forestalls attempts            at professional, conjugal, or Oedipal              reterritorialization



























Dis_______________________________>experiMEnts in time



disarration

Disarration is good.....doctor is perfect....:)
intangloed wif e a....graphic/al model....(:) She kiss stub:
wear groery billtobed. beddid what hand can
not not. at border station. lover

flet. Oh come around yer led. come all yafaithful. yer not daffodil. she came out of fidelit
corresopendent

:what is disarration? a crisscross between ... this and that... we wont say except to say as the text crosses its own becomings prevente your ownIdiOLectlanguage. yes. well that easier say than do. 

re-versing my dVerSingissarration desesoir
k tea. and am arevisinmy disseration. yes, a

in qua qua



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sent his clearner back to thi s

here:



dissonance


                                                                                             You have been in bed with Mona the troubles of desire 
conflation



You are devising 


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C;1; you meant to write: intaglioed as jeu de mot sur le phrase qui suive. commen "sweet thames...Suive thames joui jouiIr des .."

Box

SOIREE BOITE (2)DE NUIT DU 22 OCT 10 ORGANISE PAR FRED VAESEN ...CAROLE BOULBES LIT DES LETTRES DE PICABIA ...











Dada Picabia   




~ Ah  ~  oui 'c'e,,, s   t  la  voix  et les gestes  ~ 




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.CAROLE BOULBES LIT DES LETTRES DE PICABIA LORS DE LA BOITE DE NUIT DU 22 OCT 10                                                                                                                      N                                                                                                                                                                                           



DANS LES ROULOTTES ET CAMIONS PRES DU CERCLE ELECTRIQUE DE LA PORTE DES LILAS ...






Picabia poet et peintre    

_______________A desire machine in work _ Or An
                 ASSEmBlAge


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-------------------------------------------- not visual...

Le thème de ce cycle est directement venu de mes travaux de recherche doctoraux. 






Depuis cinq ans maintenant je mène à l’université François Rabelais un doctorat sur 



l’artiste allemand Raoul Hausmann et sa réflexion l’optophone. Cet appareil devant permettre aux aveugles d’entendre la lumière, est un système de prothèse appartenant aux réflexions artistiques du début du XXe siècle pour une oeuvre expérimentale entre celui qui la crée et celui qui la pratique.



Entre 1921 et 1922, dans deux textes : le Manifeste du présentisme et Optophonétique, Raoul Hausmann déclare vouloir transformer fondamentalement l’expérience et l’existence physique de l’oeuvre. Pour lui, la perspective et tous 



les principes géométriques de construction de l’oeuvre sont des systèmes dépassés. Pour qu’une oeuvre soit efficace et fonctionnelle, il faut qu’elle englobe sensoriellement le spectateur. S’inscrivant dans un principe de philologie, Raoul Hausmann ne déconstruit pas les valeur des oeuvres passées mais cherche à actualiser 


une oeuvre en osmose avec son temps. Au sein des deux manifestes, il déclare que la construction spatiale et temporelle de l’oeuvre doit inclure la logique sensorielle. Pour lui une oeuvre d’art est donc un élément d’espace , de temps et de 



sensorialité. Arriver à générer un tel processus artistique conduit à l’émergence d’un sixième sens.

PASSEPORT POUR L'ART

de


Ghislain






________________________from there


to here


an to hear

these

go to ubu

dont remmber how to make them here today


5. Poème sans titres" (1919) 
http://ubu.artmob.ca/sound/hausmann_raoul/Hausmann-Raoul_Poeme-Sans-Titres.mp3


6. " b b b b et F m s b w" (1918), 0:50 



7. 13. Raoul Hausmann " b b b b et F m s b w" (1918), 1'09" 



8. " K' perioum" (1918) 



9. Chanson, Vali tali, baste" (1946) 

WEDNESDAY, SEPTEMBER 29, 2010


raoul hausmann









This is quoted from somewheres. Wheres?




"At the time he was living with Heda Mankowicz-Hausmann and Vera Broido in Kaiser-Friedrich-Straße in Charlottenberg. Elfrided Hausmann-Scheffer, Til and I went there 


often. But I always found it very boring. He was just acting the photographer, and the lover of Vera B, showing off terribly with what he could afford to buy now - the ésprit was all gone." Hannah Höch more here
disappearing  ~ 




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Caterpillar: Who are YOU?



Alice: This was not an encouraging opening for a conversation. I -- I hardly know, sir, just at present -- at least I know who I was when I got up this morning, but I think I must have been changed several times since then.


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_______________________________MOnstrous hybrids

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