File spoon-archives/lyotard.archive/lyotard_2001/lyotard.0103, message 71


Date: Tue, 13 Mar 2001 22:47:54 -0500 (EST)
From: Orpheus <cwduff-AT-alcor.concordia.ca>
Subject: gyres switcheroo (fwd)/ now for a little desire no??




Pah  have sung women in three cities....


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Date: Tue, 13 Mar 2001 22:03:12 EST
From: Henry <AP201070-AT-BROWNVM.BROWN.EDU>
To: BRITISH-POETS-AT-JISCMAIL.AC.UK
Subject: gyres switcheroo

IMPERIUM

The Roman guards
cast lots for your clothing,
the way time and fortune
throw bones for kings' crowns;
you left them the shreds
of the Lord's farewell gift,
awaiting the shroud and the
spices of paralyzed women.

Your voice remains hidden
beneath the black mirrors,
diffracted, diffused by the
cold bones, the cold bones.

                               [ca. 1986]


   

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