5.11.11

LANDSCAPE WITH ARGONAUTS VOL2

 
LANDSCAPE WITH ARGONAUTS presupposes the
catastrophes, on which humanity is working. 
The landscape may be a dead star, on which
a search party from another time or another space hears a voice 
and finds someone dead.
As in every landscape the I in this part of the text is collective. 
The simultaneity of the
three parts of the text can be portrayed any which way.
 

The stars on the screen rotted in competition
In the box office Fritz Lang strangled Boris Karloff
The south wind played with old posters
 
 
Rammed into the swamp like poles
In the uniforms of their enemies
DO YOU REMEMBER DO YOU NO I DON’T
 
 
The dried-up blood
Smoked in the sun
 
 
Smoked in the sun
The theater of my death
 
 
Was open when I stood between the mountains
In the circle of dead comrades on the stone
 
 
And over me the expected airplane appeared
Without thinking I knew
This machine was
What my Grandmother had called God