atddta 32: terrific dirt

Glenn Scheper glenn_scheper at earthlink.net
Fri May 16 14:10:18 CDT 2008


Continuing on Mark's question, fucking as cycle, wheel of life:

Some Wheels in Emily Dickinson, interpreted:

	This poem is clearly about her initial AC,
	so wheel here is herself alone, so female.
	(Remember yesterday's grep of table showed
	"only once a guest", or something, suggesting
	that only the one initial AF or AC causes the
	whole numinous metamorphosis.)

414

'Twas like a Maelstrom, with a notch,
That nearer, every Day,
Kept narrowing its boiling Wheel
Until the Agony

Toyed coolly with the final inch
Of your delirious Hem --
And you dropt, lost,
When something broke --
And let you from a Dream --

As if a Goblin with a Gauge --
Kept measuring the Hours --
Until you felt your Second
Weigh, helpless, in his Paws --

And not a Sinew -- stirred -- could help,
And sense was setting numb --
When God -- remembered -- and the Fiend
Let go, then, Overcome --

As if your Sentence stood -- pronounced --
And you were frozen led
>From Dungeon's luxury of Doubt
To Gibbets, and the Dead --

And when the Film had stitched your eyes
A Creature gasped "Reprieve"!
Which Anguish was the utterest -- then --
To perish, or to live?
  -- file://C:\i\t\big\r_emily.txt



	Hey! This next poem reminded me of ATD Pugnax!
	ED's collected poems has a section called "The Single Hound".


	The bird poets, and birds, are always AF male:
	Here, one (male, bird, AF ) visits (her, dog, AC)

500

Within my Garden, rides a Bird
Upon a single Wheel --
Whose spokes a dizzy Music make
As 'twere a travelling Mill --

He never stops, but slackens
Above the Ripest Rose --
Partakes without alighting
And praises as he goes,

Till every spice is tasted --
And then his Fairy Gig
Reels in remoter atmospheres --
And I rejoin my Dog,

And He and I, perplex us
If positive, 'twere we --
Or bore the Garden in the Brain
This Curiosity --

But He, the best Logician,
Refers my clumsy eye --
To just vibrating Blossoms!
An Exquisite Reply!
  -- file://C:\i\t\big\r_emily.txt


	This wheel describes straight intercourse:
	Her bio leaves me wondering she ever had it.

451

The Outer -- from the Inner
Derives its Magnitude --
'Tis Duke, or Dwarf, according
As is the Central Mood --

The fine -- unvarying Axis
That regulates the Wheel --
Though Spokes -- spin -- more conspicuous
And fling a dust -- the while.

The Inner -- paints the Outer --
The Brush without the Hand --
Its Picture publishes -- precise --
As is the inner Brand --

On fine -- Arterial Canvas --
A Cheek -- perchance a Brow --
The Star's whole Secret -- in the Lake --
Eyes were not meant to know.
  -- file://C:\i\t\big\r_emily.txt


	this wheel is specifically the AF male:
	I've often had the imagery of coitus (wet)
	followed by cunnilingus till clear (dry).

1235

Like Rain it sounded till it curved
And then I new 'twas Wind --
It walked as wet as any Wave
But swept as dry as sand --
When it had pushed itself away
To some remotest Plain
A coming as of Hosts was heard
It filled the Wells, it pleased the Pools
It warbled in the Road --
It pulled the spigot from the Hills
And let the Floods abroad --
It loosened acres, lifted seas
The sites of Centres stirred
Then like Elijah rode away
Upon a Wheel of Cloud.
  -- file://C:\i\t\big\r_emily.txt


	escapes me:


1463

A Route of Evanescence
With a revolving Wheel --
A Resonance of Emerald --
A Rush of Cochineal --
And every Blossom on the Bush
Adjusts its tumbled Head --
The mail from Tunis, probably,
An easy Morning's Ride --
  -- file://C:\i\t\big\r_emily.txt


	Here I see her claiming to envy things that
	betoken coitus (so wheel=coitus), which is
	forbidden her, lest her light become dark.

498

I envy Seas, whereon He rides --
I envy Spokes of Wheels
Of Chariots, that Him convey --
I envy Crooked Hills

That gaze upon His journey --
How easy All can see
What is forbidden utterly
As Heaven -- unto me!

I envy Nests of Sparrows --
That dot His distant Eaves --
The wealthy Fly, upon His Pane --
The happy -- happy Leaves --

That just abroad His Window
Have Summer's leave to play --
The Ear Rings of Pizarro
Could not obtain for me --

I envy Light -- that wakes Him --
And Bells -- that boldly ring
To tell Him it is Noon, abroad --
Myself -- be Noon to Him --

Yet interdict -- my Blossom --
And abrogate -- my Bee --
Lest Noon in Everlasting Night --
Drop Gabriel -- and Me --
  -- file://C:\i\t\big\r_emily.txt



	Ah, cycles! (there was only one circle,
	that didn't impress me.) seraphic = AC
	(six wings=labia), contrasted with coitus
	which does not suspect of AF, AC, so here,
	Cycles (n) wheel (v) means straight sex.

61

Papa above!
Regard a Mouse
O'erpowered by the Cat!
Reserve within thy kingdom
A "Mansion" for the Rat!

Snug in seraphic Cupboards
To nibble all the day
While unsuspecting Cycles
Wheel solemnly away!
  -- file://C:\i\t\big\r_emily.txt


	There are more, but I s/b working...
	For the Big Other, that is.

But I pkzipped my nicely wrapped r_emily.txt and put it at
http://home.earthlink.net/~glenn_scheper/r_emily.zip
for a season. You can download, unzip, and open it in WordsEx
to do word search, and easily copy and paste quotations.

Yours truly,
Glenn Scheper
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