one word elfin fish: collapse
terremotos
amiable trysts
you find your way
alone
or with
down the main
streets
the hardware of
living
regales us
with all you want
& more: you
wouldn't know it
now, would you?
amiable trysts
you find your way
alone
or with
down the main
streets
the hardware of
living
regales us
with all you want
& more: you
wouldn't know it
now, would you?
Labels: barthelme's rum
posted by murat11 at 10:08 AM
6 Comments:
Well, Murat, I'll take the bait and play your game. You are thinking of things that make us collapse: earthquakes (make whole cities collapse), falling love (make your knees weak, some people even fall head over heels...), and then there is Barthelme's rum that makes it hard for you to find your way down the street (because for some reason the pavement leaps up to meet you). I really like the lines: "The hardware of living regales us with all you want & more:" But when one is in a state of collapse, it's hard to know now, isn't it? Especially when the collapse is a rum-soaked haze (although rum-soaked fruit cakes are better than most).
Have a great day, bro!
Teresa: I dig this exegesis you've woven: it's jive and it jumps right along with the verse.
Who? Me?
Oh no, Ms San: you would definitely know it.
present technology issues at work of course leads me down the hardware line but had to google Barthelme and found Snow White on google books - read an excerpt about watching a vat of rum under the harpsichord and discussing the bat method of raising children - much collapse there LOL - before taking it apart and looking at the pieces, I did stroll down that street after earthquake and enjoyed the being regaled with tales of the amiable trysts that had taken place before the collapse :)
Sister Dee: Mr Barthelme was your new buddy Padgett's mentor/drinking buddy at the University of Houston. Plenty of online DB here: Barthelmismo
And both boys proceed right out of the sublime Grace Paley.
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