Black March, a poem by Stevie Smith (1902-1971)

I have a friend /At the end / Of the world. / His name is a breath / Of fresh air. / He is dressed in / Grey chiffon. / At least / I think it is chiffon. / It has a / Peculiar look, like smoke. / It wraps him round / It blows out of place / It conceals him / I have not seen his face. / But I have seen his eyes, they are / As pretty and bright / As raindrops on black twigs / In March, and heard him say: / I am a breath / Of fresh air for you, a change / By and by. / Black March I call him / Because of his eyes / Being like March raindrops / On black twigs. / (Such a pretty time when the sky / Behind black twigs can be seen / Stretched out in one / Uninterrupted / Cambridge blue as cold as snow.) / But this friend / Whatever new names I give him / Is an old friend. He says: / Whatever names you give me / I am /A breath of fresh air, / A change for you.

http://www.cbihateperfume.com/m2-black-march.html

torrentismo / gorge scrambling / coasteering

http://www.hidronica.com/
http://www.adventureswales.co.uk/gorge-walking/
http://www.guardian.co.uk/lifeandstyle/2007/sep/29/uk.lakedistrict


http://www.coasteering.org/index.html
http://www.menstyle.it/cont/sport/sport/0907/0701/coasteering.asp
http://www.visitbritain.it/things-to-see-and-do/interests/outdoor-britain/sport-and-extreme-activities/water/canyoning-and-coasteering.aspx

Looney's leap, Wales.

epiphany day

Yesterday was a day of epiphanies:
- dreamt of dying (in my garden a tiny curtain of intense vapour was coming out from the soil, which was sort of 'boiling': I walked towards it, just in order to see it better with a curious and happy mood, realizing that it directly came out from the earth. I also told Nini something just to get her attention in respect to that phenomenon. She kept a certain distance, engaged in another activity near the garden. The little thread of vapour suddenly became a dense fog distributed all around me, obscuring the visual field. I felt immediately a sense of choking, as if all the oxygen was pulled out from the air in an instant; my heart did a strong and deep bounce in my chest. I just thought "It's over, I'm dying...", with a sense of wonder mixed with tranquillity and simply fell straight down with the whole body and hit my face against the grass of the lawn. I woke up.);
- dreamt that my mother was dead, exploding in tears;
- wondered about an ikea christmas table dressed with plants and moss, while having breakfast;
- found and took picture of an onion which had beautiful green/yellowish sprouts;
- participated in an anti-fascist march, after I heard music and chants outside my weekend job's place (elderly people at the window joined us singing and waving);
- received a very absurd monkey cry mockery from some young street hooligan outside the youth center, pretending they wanted to enter, while I was turning down the heater;
- reached a new biker pub with my friends and ate a 'Misfits' sandwich :);
- admired the subtlety of the Duran Duran Duran name (or the one of the phrase "1, 2, 4" by A.) and sung a lot together with Mark E. Smith playing on A.'s car stereo ("What-the-hell-UH")...
WOW, What a dense day!

psn 28: permafrost

28) permafrost and criosol... (alfisol, andisol, aridisol, entisol, gelisol, histosol, inceptisol, mollisol, oxisol, spodosol, ultisol, vertisol - types of soils!); flytsch (turbidity currents, density-driven flows, "underwater avalanches")...



[see also "permafrost" titled music by Thomas Köner, Lustmord and Magazine...]

RK 003: Strada morta #1 / Dead end road #1

3) Dead end road #1: beside the railway

in a nutshell

in poche parole...

Klinik e Skinny Puppy

psn 26 e 27: green- and lighthouses

26) greenhouses
27) lighthouses

Giacenza inevasa (dead cd office's listening stack)

Lista in progress di cd che ho preso e che non ho approfondito... Discorsi da riprendere. Per ricordarmi ascolti notturni da fare con il mio portable cd player:
- Daniel Menche
- Converter
- Morgenstern
- Skinny Puppy
...

Nini was there!

Nini was there yesterday, Brooklyn NYC.

host

host

autogift 2: the best one

not-smoker autogift 2

La migliore... Similar to Tader Joe's Morello Cherry Jam, but much more better...

Andrea Giacobbe's photography

http://www.art-dept.com/artists/giacobbe/
http://andreagiacobbe.net/pages/
http://www.boulevardindustries.com/Directors.asp?ID=12

Videography:

2005- Right where it belongs, Nine Inch Nails
2001-aug Song yet to be sung, Perry Farrell
1999-jul Revolution action [version 2: concept], Atari Teenage Riot
1998-apr Push it, Garbage
1997-sep Dirt, Death in Vegas

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zkw0C7vt5B8
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2QWKt1YlquA
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bNWmg8Es5kI
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2QWKt1YlquA

fruit 01: cranberries

cranberries!

(Marisa's gift 17.6.09)

RK02: vivaio/breeding ground

2) vivaio, area di rinfoltimento / breeding ground, tree plantation

flotsam and jetsam

emotional flotsam and jetsam
after Chora's urban flotsam
(see books.google.it...)

http://confluxfestival.org/conflux2008/urban-fiber-flotsam/

pl 05: autogrill Milano sud

pl 05) L'autogrill circolare, aerodinamico-spaziale e modernista..., alla barriera di Milano sud, prima di entrare nell'autostrada A1, in direzione Bologna.

ultraviolet-red-green-greyish-opal

The colour of the inner red grape's part...
(...c'è un nome per il colore della polpa degli acini d'uva rossa? ... è 'liquido' e sfuggente, grigiastro, un po' opalescente e tendente all'ultravioletto...)
Nini said this morning before the flight to NY.

It's something under: - the smell of the snow, or the smell of the forecast of rain.

la collina

Dove se n'è andato Elmer che di febbre si lasciò morire
Dov'è Herman bruciato in miniera.

Dove sono Bert e Tom
il primo ucciso in una rissa
e l'altro che uscì già morto di galera.

E cosa ne sarà di Charley
che cadde mentre lavorava
dal ponte volò e volò sulla strada.

Dormono, dormono sulla collina
dormono, dormono sulla collina.

Dove sono Ella e Kate
morte entrambe per errore
una di aborto, l'altra d'amore.

E Maggie uccisa in un bordello
dalle carezze di un animale
e Edith consumata da uno strano male.

E Lizzie che inseguì la vita
lontano, e dall'Inghilterra
fu riportata in questo palmo di terra.

Dormono, dormono sulla collina
dormono, dormono sulla collina.

Dove sono i generali
che si fregiarono nelle battaglie
con cimiteri di croci sul petto

dove i figli della guerra
partiti per un ideale
per una truffa, per un amore finito male

hanno rimandato a casa
le loro spoglie nelle barriere
legate strette perché sembrassero intere.

Dormono, dormono sulla collina
dormono, dormono sulla collina.

Dov'è Jones il suonatore
che fu sorpreso dai suoi novant'anni
e con la vita avrebbe ancora giocato.

Lui che offrì la faccia al vento
la gola al vino e mai un pensiero
non al denaro, non all'amore né al cielo.

Lui sì sembra di sentirlo
cianciare ancora delle porcate
mangiate in strada nelle ore sbagliate

sembra di sentirlo ancora
dire al mercante di liquore
"Tu che lo vendi cosa ti compri di migliore?"

(Fabrizio De Andrè, "La collina", Non al denaro, non all'amore, né al cielo, 1971, Ricordi) Con Nini, chiacchierando in macchina mentre torniamo da Urbino.

darkness moves

darkness moves / "L'oscurità avanza" (Edgard Allan Poe, Gordon Pym) / "Mi sospinge un oscuro desiderio su per le alture del bosco [...]" (Heinrich Heine - Robert Schumann)