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By: Via Negativa » Blog Archive » Drops of black profoundness

Via Negativa » Blog Archive » Drops of black profoundness — Thu, 11 Jan 2007 17:52:22 +0000

[...] I first encountered Dsida Jeno’s “Poem of Darkness” on my friend rr’s blog frizzyLogic. Like rr — who, at our bloggers’ confab in Montreal last spring, turned out to have some rather strong notions about what constitutes a proper cup of coffee — I love the central image of the poem: But tell me: have you ever let a snow-white sugar-cube soak up dark liquid, dipped in the bitter night of coffee in its cup? Or watched how the dense liquid, so surely, so insidiously, will seep up through the white cube’s pure, crystalline body? Just so the night seeps into you, slowly rising, the smells of night and of the grave all through your veins, fibres, cells, until one dank brown evening, so steeped in it, you melt and sink – to sweeten, for some unknown god, his dark and bitter drink. [...]

By: Dave

Dave — Fri, 09 Jun 2006 10:52:05 +0000

does that last store window say â€œGender mannequinsâ€??

Yeah. That was right on Rue Sherbrooke, between our hostel and your hotel, on the other side of the street.

Makes me wonder, though — is there such a thing as a genderless mannequin?

reminds me of the many-armed Indian goddess

I’m more familiar with the thousand-armed boddhisattva Kannon (Avalokiteshvara) from my time in Japan. I wanna be the hand holding the fly whisk.

By: Natalie

Natalie — Thu, 08 Jun 2006 19:18:02 +0000

Yes, wonderful. All those poetic eyes seeing one city all at the same time – in different ways and words – reminds me of the many-armed Indian goddess.

By: Lorianne

Lorianne — Thu, 08 Jun 2006 12:39:40 +0000

omg…does that last store window say “Gender mannequins”? I might have to head back to Montreal simply to soak in the sight of gender for sale.

Wonderful, as always…and only partly because I was there to choose my noodle. ;-)

By: Dave

Dave — Thu, 08 Jun 2006 11:41:48 +0000

Thanks for the kind words.

we should all have birds perched on our heads from time to time

Amen!

I really really hope you’ll come back.

Thanks. I hope I can. I don’t feel I saw more than a fraction of what the city has to offer.

By: beth

beth — Thu, 08 Jun 2006 01:42:46 +0000

Oh, Dave, I’m so glad you were here. And I really really hope you’ll come back. This is a poetic and beautiful take on the city and your passage through it.

By: Brenda

Brenda — Wed, 07 Jun 2006 16:26:04 +0000

I like the humour in the photographs… ( we should all have birds perched on our heads from time to time :0)

By: leslee

leslee — Wed, 07 Jun 2006 15:17:04 +0000

Ah, I was waiting for a poetic take on the weekend. I like this. The meaning/illegibility, circle in the square, mural/graffiti, arches/arches, and as always sacred/profane.

By: St Antonym

St Antonym — Wed, 07 Jun 2006 14:33:09 +0000

Beautifully written. You were receptive. And it was given unto you.