Manbird, I started reading the passage at about the 3 minute mark of the video and song. It had a profound affect on how I heard the music. (Although I must brush up on my history to fully appreciate it) Nice job. I hope this topic continues to grow, Im looking forward to seeing all the different styles and levels of musicianship out there from our RP Members.
Manbird
Offal Makes Me Strong! Strong! Strong! Weak! Strong! Strong! Strong! Strong! Strong! Strong!
Location: Santa Rosa, CA Gender: Zodiac:
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May 24, 2012 - 12:42pm
The Swarm
Somebody is shooting at something in our town — A dull pom, pom in the Sunday street. Jealousy can open the blood, It can make black roses. Who are they shooting at?
It is you the knives are out for At Waterloo, Waterloo, Napoleon, The hump of Elba on your short back, And the snow, marshaling its brilliant cutlery Mass after mass, saying Shh!
Shh! These are chess people you play with, Still figures of ivory. The mud squirms with throats, Stepping stones for French bootsoles. The gilt and pink domes of Russia melt and float off
In the furnace of greed. Clouds, clouds. So the swarm balls and deserts Seventy feet up, in a black pine tree. It must be shot down. Pom! Pom! So dumb it thinks bullets are thunder.
It thinks they are the voice of God Condoning the beak, the claw, the grin of the dog Yellow-haunched, a pack-dog, Grinning over its bone of ivory Like the pack, the pack, like everybody.
The bees have got so far. Seventy feet high! Russia, Poland and Germany! The mild hills, the same old magenta Fields shrunk to a penny Spun into a river, the river crossed.
The bees argue, in their black ball, A flying hedgehog, all prickles. The man with gray hands stands under the honeycomb Of their dream, the hived station Where trains, faithful to their steel arcs,
Leave and arrive, and there is no end to the country. Pom! Pom! They fall Dismembered, to a tod of ivy. So much for the charioteers, the outriders, the Grand Army! A red tatter, Napoleon!
The last badge of victory. The swarm is knocked into a cocked straw hat. Elba, Elba, bleb on the sea! The white busts of marshals, admirals, generals Worming themselves into niches.
How instructive this is! The dumb, banded bodies Walking the plank draped with Mother France's upholstery Into a new mausoleum, An ivory palace, a crotch pine.
The man with gray hands smiles — The smile of a man of business, intensely practical. They are not hands at all But asbestos receptacles. Pom! Pom! 'They would have killed me.'
Stings big as drawing pins! It seems bees have a notion of honor, A black intractable mind. Napoleon is pleased, he is pleased with everything. O Europe! O ton of honey!
And if I could figure out how to embed a youtube link I'd put in one of my own in just to show that it doesnt have to be professional quality writing, playing or recording.
copy the embed code. paste it in your post and preview twice.
Anyone here play or create for fun or for profit? Share with the rest of us your you tube or soundcloud links, etc. Doesnt have to be great, doesnt have to be professional quality. This is just for fun, to get your stuff listened to.
And if I could figure out how to embed a youtube link I'd put in one of my own in just to show that it doesnt have to be professional quality writing, playing or recording.
Anyone here play or create for fun or for profit? Share with the rest of us your you tube or soundcloud links, etc. Doesnt have to be great, doesnt have to be professional quality. This is just for fun, to get your stuff listened to.
