A Cooper’s hawk turned up in the the neighborhood a few days ago...
The local crows intervened quickly, with feints and dives—
until the enemies appeared to merge—and the crow to flee from their similarity—
as if the hawk simply needed to show how well they might fit together,
in order to quickly separate, and redefine.
I link to publications elsewhere on this site, but want to announce here too: happy to have a couple poems, "Fruit Loop"and "The Answer," in DIAGRAM 17.1.
Be sure and check out the entire issue here.
I came across this excellent bit from Keats, describing an encounter with Coleridge:
I walked with him a(t) his alderman-after-dinner pace for near two miles I suppose. In those two miles he broached a thousand things—let me see if I can give you a list—Nightingales, Poetry—on Poetical Sensation—Metaphysics—Different genera and species of Dreams—Nightmare—a dream accompanied by a sense of touch—single and double touch—A dream related—First and second consciousness—the difference explained between will and Volition—so m(an)y metaphysicians from a want of smoking the second consciousness—Monsters—the Kraken—Mermaids—Southey believes in them—Southey's belief too much diluted—A Ghost story—Good morning—I heard his voice as he came towards me—I heard it as he moved away—I heard it all the interval—if it may be called so."
Source: Johnson, E.D.H., ed., The Poetry of the Earth, Antheneum, New York, 1974, p. 95.
I did some unintended research, the kind in which one interesting thing leads to another, which leads to Chuck D.
The sequence was as follows:
1. Found at a thrift shop:
Greek Lyric Poetry, translated by Willis Barnstone. (Bantam Books, 1962).
2) I flipped to the Hellenistic era poets in this anthology, since I've incidentally been reading Plutarch's Hellenistic Lives.
3) There I randomly turned to Kallimachos or Callimachus. He was a poet and scholar who critiqued long-form verse, and wrote among other things epyllia, or miniature epics.
“The sweet myrtle of Kallimachos
said the Stephanos of Meleagros.
(Willis Barnstone, translator, doesn’t identify 'the Stephanos of Meleagros' after this comment. Perhaps he’s referring to Stephanus Grammaticus, who was included in a much older anthology, the Greek Anthology.)
Anyway, what caught my eye was:
4) this idea of the epyllion, or mini-epic—a tempting project. Though mini, the form still employs epic meter, or
5) dactylic hexameter (A line of 6 dactlys. In English, this sounds like “higgeldy piggeldy,” times 6).
Along with Kallimachos and epyllion, I reviewed dactylic hexameter in Wikpedia, and in a rather Wikipedia-esque way, that entry doesn't fail to mention:
6) the classic rap song, "Bring the Noise"—a recent example of lyrics spoken in epic meter.
Thus, six steps to Public Enemy’s ‘harsh honey:’
Postscript: if each entry in this blog implies a writing prompt or impetus toward one, this post is hinting more obviously. Possibilities include an epyllion, or a set of dactylic hexameter lines, a protest, perhaps, involving honey.
Gerard Manley Hopkins and Marcel Duchamp, back to back (Hopkins first). These two don't usually invite comparison, but the similarities (and differences) in these sets of notes and sketches are intriguing:
Just caught sight of a little whirlwind which ran very fast careening across our pond. It was made by conspiring catspaws seeming to be caught in, in a whorl, to the centre. There were of course two motions, the traveling and the rotation…Each tail of the catspaw seemed to fling itself alive into its place in turn, so that something like the scale A B C D was very rapidly repeated all around the ring…there was something eery, Circe-like and quick about it”
Figure 1, above: Catspaws' tails.
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Figure 2, below: Parasol sieves
As in a Derby, the spangles pass through the parasols A, C D.EF…B. and as they gradually arrive at D, E, F,…etc. they are straightened out i.e. they loose their sense of up and down ([more precise term]).—The group of these parasols forms a sort of labyrinth of the 3 directions.--
The overall schema could be a document from a fictional world—a world in which critical inquiry is the mysterious object, and art the helpmate and authority. Where Art tumbles Circe-stunned Letters in "conspiring catspaws..."
House, Humphrey, ed. The Journals and Papers of Gerard Manley Hopkins, Oxford University Press, London, 1959.
Sanouillet, Michel and Peterson, Elmer, eds., The Essential Writings of Marcel Duchamp, Thames and Hudson, Ltd., London, 1975.