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don't read this

a.a. | 11.04.2004 20:11 | Free Spaces | World

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Who am I?
Where do I come from?
I am Antonin Artaud
and if I say it
as I know how to say it
immediately
you will see my present body
fly into pieces
and under ten thousand
notorious aspects
a new body
will be assembled
in which you will never again
be able
to forget me.

a.a.

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wow

11.04.2004 20:34

Poetry? Wow! You're really interesting and amazing and all that! Really radical! I think I detected a slightly depressive or suicidal tone in the poem? Totally cool man! Yeah keep it up with this stuff radical dudes the working class is almost won over, if only the ignorant little brutes would listen to our poems even more they'd be able to create our paradise for us!

Jelly

Dear jelly

11.04.2004 21:25

I apologise to Indymedia Uk and all its working class readers for posting this poem. I am ashamed of my actions and recognise that it could lead the workers into unrevolutionary behaviour such as reading more poetry. This would of course be a great threat to all our plans for a better world.I am clearly a middle class wanker who has attempted to use poetry to get the working classes to be my slaves and should be punished. I will burn all my poetry books and refrain from such unrevolutionary behavior in future. I apologise again for my unforgivable crime.

Pretentious? Moi?

11.04.2004 22:29

a.a., as an occaisional contributor to this site who has been around the lamp post a few times (40 in 3 months) I can say with no equivocation that I would always welcome good poetry. There is nothing inherently unrevolutionary about good poetry - think about the work of Shelley or Byron

"Posterity has ne'er surveyed
A nobler grave than this,
Her lie the bones of Castleraegh
Stop traveller and piss"

Then moving on from good poetry we come to yours. Yours I think, and this is only my opinion and not an assertion of fact, is not good poetry. In your poem I perceive some degree of self obsession and a sense of rage that the world has not turned out to be the way you would have liked it to which is suffused, at the same time, with a fundamental acceptance of your own worhtless impotence to do anything of any value at all. Did I get it, or is there some altogether shallower meaning that I've missed?

Skyver Bill

apologies for being rude

11.04.2004 22:53

Um actually I'm a middle class wanker. I was just mocking what appeared to me to be silly radical stuff, and the whole general attitude in much of the left where they think being pretentious and using posh words and phrases and radical sounding slogans makes them the voice of the working class and that nonsense. I'm not far left so I was taking the piss out of that, and also middle class young people pretending to be all depressed. I'm middle class and young and find it annoying.

I'm not actually a wanker and find wankers very annoying. I'm subsequently sorry for making that comment as there was no point in it and was just the senseless and rude targetting of a person that doesn't really benefit anyone.

Jelly

12.04.2004 08:25

'If I can't dance then it aint my revolution comrade'
Emma Goldman

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