Long Proust Poems

Translation of Eric Mottram's The Nerves of Proust and Sitting Bull by T. Wignesan

Excerpts from an article, “From space to caves in the heart recreating the collective world in Eric Mottram’s poetry” by Clive Bush,...

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Written: March 28, 2024 For Constance La France Contest

Quote: (The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.) Marcel Proust
 
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Proust searched his brain for memories that 
made the man, could finally understand
that this changed him just by looking;
so he called himself a sentimental realist!

many a prisoner, in walls cast of shadows,
have escaped their fate...

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"Black Diamonds and the Benefits of Ylang Ylang"



The prescription
was to write

black diamonds
against the pale 
antidote

cutting glass
precisely, words
gargled slowly

she bled

diagnosis
Jung
and the benefits 

of Ylang Ylang

Feeling all the colours 
inside of 
Black

A body of work

Arms arrested 
legs...

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(In late June, 1914, Austria declared war
on Serbia, thus initiating the First World War.
In Paris, this was ignored, because Henriette
Callaux had been found Not Guilty.  De
minimis non curat lex = "the law does not
extend...

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I love so much the book company, 
More than anything in the world,
More than cats or butterflies,  
Looking at the books in my room, soothe me,
Henry James amazes me, what intelligence,
Yachar Kemal makes me...

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(The writer Bourget is discussing the murder of
his friend, Gaston Calmette.  Sixte is the hero of
one of Bourget's novels.  Proust, another novelist,
lived in the street where the murder occurred.
Sorel was a pre-Fascist philosopher.)


3....

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"Submit"

Best Bower or Joker?





Submit intense pink velvet tipped 
wrapped all around your Proust
hot silent Senryu’s ripped 




(LadyLabyrinth/2019)






"There are two "bowers" in a trump suit and they are both Jacks. 
The right bower is the Jack...

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My coffee percolates effervescently, employing all its onomatopoeia
After its flight from the rainforest of Amazonia
(Its grinds are tired)
And as it cools I sip the rich, dark serum of the earth
The salvation of Fair-Traders I hope...

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Of all the senses, 
they say that smell 
is most closely tied 
to memory;
like Proust with 
his madeleines;
like blackberries 
in July,
in the park where 
my mother watched
with patient indulgence,
as my brother and I
propelled our
small bodies...

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it's a nice box set
each of the three
fifteen hundred or
so pages making
up the entire work
placed in a sturdy
cardboard box
embossed

it was given to me
on one of my birth
days remembering
not which but it for
awhile made a 
rather...

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Each day playing with a girl with hairdresser allure
I live in a blond poem of air, near the timid azure:
Counting the legs walking in the park of my spring,
I tell you sweet nothing, to exclaim:...

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