Sunday, April 20, 2014

XXI. Les cordes frappées


Unconfined, no longer to neglect koalas’s interiority—Blue gums marked by combine
Their burnished epicorms’s width of an Austrian coin’s national side; the Secession
Building backed by père Wittgenstein—Spurned souls of salons, whose wire-wound
Lower octaves blur gorgons of representationMusil’s The Man Without Qualities (1930-1943),
Murray Bail’s The Voyage (2012)—Slowly, a polarized sun is measured as is Jackie
By the author of Die Klavierspielerin (1983), or La Pianiste (2001) after Schubert’s

Dedication, Countess Karoline Esterházy, of the F minor fantasy (1828)—Schubert’s
Pupil; Café Sacher’s second specialty—A torte’s web drawn over a white mirror combining
Concentric borders of antique silver frames on the Steinway piano minus the father—Jackie,
Advised to read manuals, whose fine hair displays every blunder, is a whirlwind’s secession—
The tropical cyclone in the Indian Ocean hampering recapture, where spectacle is wound
Down after filming—Egon Schiele’s knotted limbs in stockings, birch wrists, these qualities

Unique to oil, towards an understatement of things we are trying to achieve—Qualities
Ulrich considered, Erika’s bridled headscarf against the rocking passengers; Schubert’s
Mein Traum (1839), of Hitschmann’s analysis (1915) after Freud—Anton Karas’s zither, the frets wound
By the manufacturer—After best actress, actor, and film; imitations of being, the highest form, combined
With Marilyn spending what was left for carfare, for a cast of her head, the black wig—Bitterly, Jackie
Could always warp another woman’s admirers without breasts’s inducement or personality; a secession

Despite impressions of not knowing what is meant—Olbrich’s laurels of the Secession
Dome read as cabbage, the Ver Sacrum flues of a blast furnace—For the Von Schallas, qualities
Of BASF Österreich GmbH—Amalia, or a fertile work, labor of God, for a piano tuner’s hands—Jackie
Is presented twice that summer, of Prière de Toucher (1947)—As for the Unfinished Symphony (1822) of Schubert’s
Twilight; unpacking the models from a brown leather valise, of that bare vowel,‘I’, Klimt wound
Karoline Esterházy, whose frock of bark streamers of eucalyptus, of Schubert am Klavier (1899) combine

Future couturière, Emelie Flöge, San Vitale—Fräulein Kohut’s discharge of golden latex combined,
Der Küss (1907–08); not the soft-core viewing of piano students—Diotima began a secession
From Ulrich’s world, he thought mankind was a little heap of dots as an electron—The finger wound
Over the imperceptibly fractured surface of nacre, the chatoyance of cat’s eyes—Qualities
The Delage piano strives to amend Steinway’s tensed strings in cast iron, its threads stirring garroters—Jackie
Combed the storerooms of the Smithsonian for Paderewski’s piano (1892-1893)—Schubert’s

Four-handed Fantasia in F minor (1828) was never played on this new model—Schubert’s
Atmosphere is lost on the performance artist, the sledgehammer and fire—Her splattered Chanel chintz (1963), a combine
Archived until the after daughter’s recital ends—The autopsy discovered chlamydia, which Jackie
Found endemic to koalas falling purblind with red tails—Even before Jelinek’s Der Tod und das Mädchen IV: Jackie (2003), our secession
Of images encroach on others’s histories—The black-backed Neapolitan crèche (1963) before landing in Dallas; wound
Into a pileup of contestants searching for the birth inconsequential as a miscarriage, a stark quality

Particularly, on Easter—A feint quality in the battery instructions, Schubert’s lieder,
Apparent need to sanitize any bed less than the art print of Klimt’s The Kiss—Jackie’s secession
To an island, from another Beachy Head—Our strange combination penetrates the butcher’s flesh side wound in jasmine vines, then Café Grienstadl’s arbor of lights

2 comments:

Σφιγξ said...

https://soundcloud.com/poetryfoundation/jorie-graham-reads-overheard-in-the-herd

Σφιγξ said...

"The birds that carol the dawn chorus at my home halfway around the world in central Virginia—American robins, mockingbirds, warblers, sparrows, cardinals, finches—all descend from the early passerines of Australia, and like Pilliga's birds, they all talk at once.

The dawn chorus has always seemed to me a baffling behavior, everyone singing at the same time, louder and more energetically than at any other time of day, like a poetry slam where everyone simultaneously yells out their offerings. The chorus begins as early as four a.m. and lasts several hours until the sun rises and temperatures warm. It often begins with larger birds, such as doves, thrushes, and robins in temperate zones, and in Australia, the big Australian magpies, butcherbirds, and kookaburras. But more important than body mass is eye size. Scientists in the UK found that birds with larger eyes and greater visual capability at low light sing earlier than others—true in neotropical habitats, too. Karl Berg studied the dawn chorus in a tropical forest in Manabi, Ecuador, and learned that foraging height and eye size were the best predictors of time of first song, with big-eyed canopy-foraging species singing earlier than smaller-eyed ground-foraging species.

Why birds sing so intensely before dawn is not well understood. It may have something to do with the advantages of acoustic transmission in those dark early hours. Cooler temperatures, calmer air, less ambient noise from insects (and traffic), allow a bird's song to travel farther, the better to stake its territory—at least in northern species—or to broadcast its presence to prospective mates. Or maybe it's that predators are less of a threat. Or maybe the birds are up anyway, and the low light makes foraging difficult, the still air not suitable for migrating, and insects not yet out and about. So why not sing? Maybe the birds are practicing, warming up for the day. Or maybe it's just their way of announcing, 'I survived the night.'"

Jennifer Ackerman's The Bird Way: A New Look at How Birds Talk, Work, Play, Parent, and Think (2020)