Adapting

Miltonic

A body of embodiment. 

A poetic embodied body. 

An embodied body of poetry. 

Embodying Milton: a body of poems. 

I shall tell y’all

I shall tell you all?

•••••

Paradise

My Paradise/garden postlapsarian 

built with 

labor but 

following nature cultivating. 

The Dr. Huey principle: 

It’s not what you 

wanted but

it’s what you have and

it’s good

Wallowing 

in providence enjoying 

its gifts

each day 

is different

rejoice in the gifts

that day has to offer

•••••

Plums, eaten

I acknowledge and bewail 

my manifold positionalities

Which I this time have committed

In thoughts, word, and slow read post

Against our class social contract.… The very memory of them

Is embarrassing to me. Forgive all that at last

I had 650 words worth of rant and so I figured I could cut out 150 words easy and have some solid relatively non-offensive 500 words worth but when I cut out the opinionated rant parts I was down to 375 words and I didn’t have time to develop one of my more bland points further so I had to paste back in one of my potentially offensive points sorry sorry sorry

Borrowing the sacred

Communion liturgy

Which I guess could be offensive also

But maybe only Marian would be offended?

And she says and I believe her

That she likes being offended

So it’s all good

Kinda

•••••

I did not know

Milton writing poems thinking living practicing was there all along.

Me loving literature avoiding 

literature classes don’t

tell me what to think. analyze 

before we can interact personally

Person to art

Like when I go to the Prado

I don’t want to hear the stupid 

comments personal

opinions of others interrupting my interaction.

Unless it’s Spaniards

Thanking deep and slow

Philosophizing

Enthusing on the layers of paint and meaning

In las Meninas

To their own progeny

a conversation with the artist 

gone by 

•••••

Flamboyant and extravagant 

He came wearing sunglasses 

in case you legislators get any bright ideas. 

I laughed all the way from Spain

But then 

Everest

lost sense lost toes 

won’t discuss it 

until practically too late and then

Blaming his party. Well

Even parties have rules and norms

Liberty libertarian but stuffy in a suit

Statistically significant, nonetheless.

Progress but not progressive.

•••••

Oh the Horror

Wesley expunging entire chunks of

PL weighed in the scales found 

too heavy with 

classical references

I’ve had the same urge and reaction a veces to

the renaissance peacock display of

classical roots  and 

are we any better: Our version

tears up a text 

dripping bloody red lines 

bold over-explaining and miss explaining

 Milton does not either 

invite us to view the Holy Spirit 

copulating with creation 

what the hell ever even

 hardcopy text 

ordered

•••••

Sleeping in:  

dreamt I was fishing in deep water but it didn’t seem it was the ocean. I could feel like I got something – I felt the gratifying tug on the line. The point of view shifted and I could see under the water where there were medium to small sized sharks that I was fishing for. – I was fishing for shark and I pulled it up it was fairly small two or 3 feet. We had a restaurant or I worked in one and I took it back. The manager held the shark up for others to see they could have fresh shark to eat. But then: the shark had cats eyes and was lying on the ground where I had laid it on the bedroom carpet, it and it was playing with the cats and the cat friendly and playing with it and I started to cry and I didn’t want to see it die after all. Wanted to put the shark back in the water so we would fill a bucket of water and take them back even if it was too late I had to try was so sad I had already become attached to that shark. I had a good chance the shark had a good chance but things were moving a bit slow and I woke up and I saved this dream I saved the shark.

The Saga Mind

M.I. Steblin-Kamenskij

(a found poem)

A popular form of exposition has been adopted in this book, not because it imparts the right to by-pass difficult problems or to oversimplify them, but on the contrary, because it permits concentration on the essence of the problems examined and does no encumber the exposition with retelling the works of others, with enumerating names, dates and facts, with references, with footnotes, and the other ballast inevitable in any work intended for scholarly specialists.

Chapters

Is there a point to literary history?

What is truth?

Where are the limits of the human personality?

What is form and what is content?

What is good and what is evil?

Can time be stable and what is death?

Is it worthwhile to return from the other world?