NPPR Commentary Line 57 - Due diligence on AF, FF.

[Glenn Scheper]

This modern architect might be that of the universe.
For my youthful acute psychosis right upon AF opened
with OEdipal imagery: to rape mother, kill father.

I posited AF recovers a pre-linguistic memory of FF,
or perhaps even a foetal memory of parental coitus.
As I shift and distribute my guesses and implications
in Revelation, I think FF unlocks that AF resemblance;
hence it affords the "lockless parents' bedroom door".

A curious anecdote a few years later: I had moved out
into an apartment, but had occasional depressions that
would render me near catatonic. My parents would drive
out, usually taking me off to the hospital. One time,
I particularly noticed my father standing sideways in
the apartment doorway, with dyskinesia of Parkinsons
making him appear to be f_cking the frame latch plate.

Those are the kind of relentless ideas of schizophrenia,
but, when I consider intuitions during later meditations,
there could be some underlying archetypal significance
to his being operative in a doorway, as if being a door;
Or highlights my way is orthogonal to generative space.

Returning to the poem, I would try to pin the "phantom"
on Shade himself, either from unreportable FF by infant
Hazel, or a more subtle influence of his own AF, having
an inductive effect upon others, certainly upon progeny.

Since AF mouth tropes lake, sea, abyss; that which has
disappeared due to a quirk of space may now be across
his big belly. For roof trope, compare Saint Agnes Eve,
painting Tennysons's inverted body a convent building.

I've shown AF as tree. Vermiculated trunk recalls the
Bible AF tale of the worm/semen entering the gourd/self
including genital that had shaded Jonah causing it/him
to wither/suffer psychic disintegration. Jonah 4:5-8:

So Jonah went out of the city, and sat on the east side of the
city, and there made him a booth, and sat under it in the
shadow, till he might see what would become of the city.
And the LORD God prepared a gourd, and made it to come up over
Jonah, that it might be a shadow over his head, to deliver him
from his grief. So Jonah was exceeding glad of the gourd.
But God prepared a worm when the morning rose the next day,
and it smote the gourd that it withered.
And it came to pass, when the sun did arise, that God prepared
a vehement east wind; and the sun beat upon the head of Jonah,
that he fainted, and wished in himself to die, and said, It is
better for me to die than to live.

Stout and done well appear to me to be phallic self-assessment.

Butterfly recalls Goethe's Biloba as genital, and white turning
lavendar recalls Brann's The Iconoclast: "drain the nectareous
dewdrop from its chalice and kiss the grape until its youthful
sap changes to empurpled blood beneath the passionate caress.

"Pass through its shade" may play on when to bind a name: Shade.

Gently seems to sway easily recalls the hovering AF genitals of:

1. Charles Baudelaire - Erotic Writings by:
http://www.empirezine.com/spotlight/bau/bau-erotica.htm
Polished with oil, undulant like a swan,
arm and leg, thigh and loins
passed before my serene and clairvoyant eyes;
while her belly and breasts, fruits of my vine,
Hovered, more seductive than Fallen Angels,
to trouble the repose in which my soul lay,
and to lure it from the crystal rock where,
calm and solitary, it had been enthroned.

2. The Project Gutenberg Etext of The Poems of Goethe, Bowring, Tr.
http://sailor.gutenberg.org/etext98/tpgth10.txt

And as I mounted,
from the valley rose A streaky mist, that upward slowly spread,
Then bent, as though my form it would enclose, Then, as on pinions,
soar'd above my head: My gaze could now on no fair view repose,
in mournful veil conceal'd, the world seem'd dead; The clouds
soon closed around me, as a tomb, And I was left alone in twilight
gloom. At once the sun his lustre seem'd to pour, And through
the mist was seen a radiant light; Here sank it gently to the
ground once more, There parted it, and climb'd o'er wood and height.
How did I yearn to greet him as of yore, After the darkness waxing
doubly bright! The airy conflict ofttimes was renew'd, Then blinded
by a dazzling glow I stood. Ere long an inward impulse prompted
me A hasty glance with boldness round to throw; At first mine
eyes had scarcely strength to see, For all around appear'd to
burn and glow. Then saw I, on the clouds borne gracefully, A godlike
woman hov'ring to and fro. In life I ne'er had seen a form so
fair-- She gazed at me, and still she hover'd there. "Dost thou
not know me?" were the words she said In tones where love and
faith were sweetly bound; "Knowest thou not Her who oftentimes
hath shed The purest balsam in each earthly wound? Thou knows't
me well; thy panting heart I led To join me in a bond with rapture
crown'd.

3. THE WINDHOVER: To Christ our Lord Gerard Manley Hopkins c.1877
http://www.usd.edu/~tgannon/txts/hopwind.txt
 I caught this morning morning's minion, king- dom of daylight's
 dauphin, dapple-dawn-drawn Falcon, in his riding Of the
 rolling level underneath him steady air, and striding High
 there, how he rung upon the rein of a wimpling wing In his
 ecstasy! then off, off forth on swing, As a skate's heel
 sweeps smooth on a bow-bend: the hurl and gliding Rebuffed
 the big wind. My heart in hiding Stirred for a bird,--the
 achieve of, the mastery of the thing! Brute beauty and
 valour and act, oh, air, pride, plume, here Buckle! AND the
 fire that breaks from thee then, a billion Times told
 lovelier, more dangerous, o my chevalier! No wonder of it:
 shee`r plo`d makes plough down sillion Shine, and blue-bleak
 embers, ah my dear, Fall, gall themselves, and gash
 gold-vermilion.

Hey, did he say 'swing'?

Yours truly,
Glenn Scheper
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