M O R E: Song V__ PluS RicArdO My KingDom for a HorSe!

M O R E: Song V: ----------------Song V by Tristan Tzara (tr. Michael Benedikt) if words were nothing but signs postage stamps for all things what would be the outcome of everything dust empty gestures time wasted neither agony nor joy would remain in that odd world"

At least someone reads Tzara's poems. More than the usual ranting and raving about the manifestos which are beautiful grotesque, gorgeous fantastic,. piercing and so so more, but it's good to know readers or someone with InTellIgence reads something else, like his 2 dozen books of poems, 2 book of essay, 5000 letters, & more more. theresse even a prize in France, the Tristan Tzara . Well, blow me over, english readers, get a life, read more.
Mind you, now,there will not be a Jean Genet, prize, I doubt that, I doubt,or a Henry Miller prize. So it goes, hein? so it goes, as thing s do not always come to where the average reader sees em.

who knows,
shrug
shrug
shrug

pal anaexactly

when the Picabia went to france. she was rich. yes. autorich. indeed. she was. not tzraor Sartre. the Marxists. Tzara et Sartre. May Francis . was the Daughter brontosauraus borne without a mother. her father was Head.

Mister dadaduffy was a knickerboxer. she was very Clifford.

did

id she lose her head for a lady in numbers. duffy was
mathematics love.

sartre and picabia et tzara were not pals exactly

Hera. era. Francis Picabia. c. 1929. Oil on cardboard. 105 x 75 cm. Priv
Theera. Francis Picabia. c. 1929. Oil on cardboard. 105 x 75 cm. Private collection.Now imagine thatthatimaginepriviatescollections of hereandszheads

The artist died in 1953 and his works will be public domain in 2023. artist died iate collection.

The artist died in 1953 and his works will be public domain in 2023.Francis Picabia. c. 1929. Oil on cardboard. 105 x 75 cm. Private collection.

Theera. Francis Picabia. c. 1929. Oil on cardboard. 105 x 75 cm. Private collection.

The artist died in 1953 and his works will be public domain in 2023. artist died in 1953 and his works will be public domain in 2023.era. Francis Picabia. c. 1929. Oil on cardboard. 105 x 75 cm. Private collection.

The artist died in 1953 and his works will be public domain in 2023.era. Francis Picabia. c. 1929. Oil on cardboard. 105 x 75 cm. Private collection.

The artist died in 1953 and his works will be public domain in 2023.imag. ine. that. 20_33
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Miss kNight

Mister Knight had a Mouth. You were the mouth. He was the trumpet. How did it feel knowing your mouth was his trumpet, your heel his hand? Did you feel your breat askance the corset of your dress? Come to the dress. Remove your hand, face then hand. again. Me over Agnacious Hand of your removed heart.
But her kidneys could feel the water.
He said: I feel it in my water!
and she shooshed the vein from her face!
it was a walking tour . Desire knew its other name!
Love Love
was a glove a Big fat baseball mitt. But we found a place anyhow.

as wish by heel was none.

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and this story is very nice too. you can kiss it as we go to sleep you. in your bed and i mine.


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ComPOSiTion TrIStan Tzara______________18 Mar 2009

Artiştii români, de la dadaismul idiş la Dacia politizată----------------------------------------------------

Vernisată pe 12 martie la Musée des Beaux-Arts din oraşul Tourcoing, expoziţia colectivă “Dada East” este unul dintre cel mai bine pregătite evenimente din agenda festivalului “Europe XXL”, organizat în jurul unui proiect teoretic excelent argumentat de curatorii Zofia Machnicka şi Adrian Notz. Dincolo de importanţa expoziţiei în sine, evenimentul este notabil şi pentru că atrage atenţia specialiştilor din Franţa sau din diferite zone ale lumii în legătură cu originile româneşti ale curentului artistic dadaist.
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O they Dada of Eastern and Eastern Europas ~

romainia revealed and ta ta ta tzaraia

OuRuNCle approximatif apportioned his kitcheN to his Living Room
and Boom
BooM
Bom Urge Sweep and BrOOM

"Tristan Tzara" by Francis Picabia (c. 1917?) as rendered by Maya Erdelyi, 12 March 2009, TABS Flatbush Chapter via tatatOOOOO Bloga

Romanian writing featured in Words Without Borders.

Words Without Borders, subtitled "the magazine for international literature", turned my afternoon to gold. I've linked most of the stories, essays, and poems by Romanians which I could find featured on the website. Many include poems by famous Romanian authors which were recently translated to English.


our papa Tzara and others in fiLLEd FuLL Force
from Romainia ReVeALEd

liquides limpides au fond des puits

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les vies se répètent à l’infini jusqu’à la maigreur atomique
et en haut si haut que nous ne pouvons pas voir avec ces vies à côtés
que nous ne voyons pas
l’utltra-violet de tant de voies parallèles
celles qui nous aurions pu prendre
celles par lesquelles nous aurions pu ne pas venir au monde
ou en être déjà partis depuis longtemps si longtemps
qu’on aurait oublié et l’époque et la terre qui nous aurait sucé la chair
sels et métaux liquides limpides au fond des puits

l'homme approximatif ~ tristan tzara

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cinema complete

hurl bash bang the calendar hangs its night pregnant
oafs carry wheels from Brazil to forest cowboys
merging their pregnant teeth this has been its suction cup
come to show its telling rescue by her eyes the lady of lamps
decrees shade and the higher rent pays cotton
dresses her gurgling stock by nylons imported to her Guinevere assault
she tables trucks miracle its wastrel cannon imploding off ears she
cannot figure knight boarding coaches adding ways to the Coupole
we sit its air a camping yawn

heft too

the shift to toshifttotheshift two two too too TT is only good them that read her. she was the grandest poacher everlived. her liveried lilies was goodbyegroom

fen to rich its audition present to its mean rift. Janco saw this was Gestapo gunning down the innocent. was Talmudic rage the cost of ruination its silver spoon baiting. O Orange O care. O Tuileries. She reached over on the bus as approaching the monastery her lust overbubbled her .


Monsieur Tristan tatterall the thing.