A glimpse behind the curtain

With this book I’m doing things a little differently. Before I’ve figured out what to call it – or even the stories and overarching themes I’ll be exploring through verse – I came up with the poems’ titles. I’m not sure how much the poems will reflect their titles, but it should be fun to find out!

* Præfatio (foreward)
* By the will of the Gods they were put among the stars
* When you show the moon to a child, it sees only your finger
* In my country there are no gods left. The Romans have driven them out.
* There are some who say that they have hidden themselves in the mountains, but I do not believe it
* Three nights I have been on the mountains seeking them everywhere. I did not find them.
* The image must rise again through the image
* Mountain calleth to mountain, deep unto deep!
* Par cœur (by heart)
* Just as the animals speak and the earth gives milk and honey, so now something supernatural echoes out of him
* The aurochs is proud and has great horns; it is a very savage beast and fights with its horns; a great ranger of the moors, it is a creature of mettle
* The plague takes images that are dormant, a latent disorder, and suddenly extends them into the most extreme gestures
* Being an imitation of the circling passages in the labyrinth, and consisting of certain rhythmic involutions and evolutions
* Choreomania (dance madness)
* Jesus came to crucify the world
* Time After Time
* This world is a corpse-eater
* Earth apple
* Überich (superego)
* Megalopsychos (great-souled)
* The myth of certainty
* The goat that departs
* Achsenzeit (axial age)
* Kulturkampf (culture struggle)
* I am a fool, but I know I’m a fool and that makes me smarter than you
* Cela va sans dire (that goes without saying)
* Mortal men ask the Gods for good things every day, but they never pray that they may make good use of them
* The winter will ask what we did all summer
* The Lord did everything in a mystery
* Trust is like a glass vase, beautiful except there is no way of putting it back together when it breaks
* I see your fallen body bathed in tears of blood
* Geist of the Spätantike (spirit of late antiquity)
* Bag End (cul-de-sac)
* External signs revealed what the mind conceals within
* How will we ever get out of this labyrinth of suffering?
* But we are strong, each in our purpose, and we are all more strong together
* Unterschwellig (beneath the threshold)
* They’ve promised that dreams can come true – but forgot to mention that nightmares are dreams, too
* Both the cross and the gallows are made of wood
* Their echo is blurred
* The Universe is a labyrinth made of labyrinths. Each leads to another.
* No matter how big the sea may be, sometimes two ships meet
* This is what you should have praised, this gentle land, in which you were born
* Les mystères païens (the mysteries of the pagans)
* Blood in the snow
* Cast no dirt in the well that gives you water
* Bees touch no fading flowers
* The evening crowns the day
* Who was it that said that coincidence was just God’s way of remaining anonymous?
* It was a marvelous sight: a mighty revelation
* I know not what it means. Of a truth I know it too well.
* Les mystères des lettres (The mystery of the letters)
* Chemins de la déviance (paths of deviance)
* Therefore, the perfect things have opened to us, together with the hidden things
* Hiranyagarbha (golden womb)
* Ohrwurm (earworm)
* The law was the tree
* Indeed, one must utter a mystery
* Injurious is the gift that takes away freedom
* It is only by means of right understanding and right ethics that the position which has been won can be held
* Men must be strong and robust so that they can put up with the hard labor they must endure
* The road goes ever on and on
* Come freely, go safely and leave something of the happiness you bring
* This custom spread and gradually became a tradition

Sounds like it’s gonna be an interesting book, huh?

I suspect I will not be making my Anthesteria deadline; but who knows what manner of frenzy may seize me?


  1. That’s certainly one way to do it…

    A few friends of mine during my first year in Ireland did something similar, taking lines out of context from a particularly bad book they read, and decided that they would be the titles of songs on a concept album in which each of the songs was in a different style, and they likewise designated what style each would be. The only two I heard were “Ass-Eared King Midas,” which was in the style of a somewhat baroque English folk song, and “Severed Genitals Thrown to the Goddess,” which was a children’s song to teach parts of the body…the latter I’ve performed on a few different occasions since then in slightly altered form. ;)

    Will these be first lines of the poems, or just titles? In any case, they’re intriguing…and I’m wondering what some of them might be about. I can imagine at least two or three of them potentially being about Antinous…and an Antinoan dimension to Anthesteria is not something I’ve explored particularly explicitly (sadly), so that would be intriguing to consider. Since drowning is a part of the whole thing in its widest associations, and of course drowning (as well as hanging and beheading) are all very Dionysian ways to die, it makes one think…hmm…


  2. Wow! That’s a really cool idea, Sannion. One of my favourite titles is “In my country there are no gods left. The Romans have driven them out.” I imagine this is told by an ancient Greek who fought the invading Romans and lost. Very sad indeed.


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