8/24/2019

Did you ?

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Did you say you love me I know it wasn’t true

    it was a lie, standing
       in the forest you couldn't escape, calling
        your name like that, some coyote, wilderness wrecking,
                   on the hills outside the town you knew as home
                          the heights on the outskirts not far, from a desert, a place
                    of hope not decline,




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  456 th. song
           Los Angeles county

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8/02/2019

Or 2 sonnets in one tale,




  It's  is a detective novel,  the spy is trying her best to off her client, the reader, a study in pragmatics, pagination and faith




now is her chance to glow in the park
         capers undo the day upstarts
        | back sans gift without home or purse
                         your love is a merit Metis to the forest
           nutshells scraped smooth by weeds         a girl of snow melting ice caps
          tundras of fox and detours of guilbeault
           this combine and the light lays the moon's critical poise

            anything less than sorrow

          pick up the scent out the clues it's all movie motive life money real estate
                  swimming pools movie star moguls holding out her  ass glows dark
                    spice  this is the view Detective love are sharing the loot and the cops aren't
                              that makes you a hard  woman  full of love
                                     not a fall gal filled with fear








You have always been a sleuth



as the fist and fraudulent


give nothing what's taken back to back


pruning the tree hurting the bumble bee


nutshells scraped smooth by weeds unbearable frosts and fleas fleas the


Canadian land roughed out by barrier and grief a girl of snow melting ice caps


tundras of fox and detours of guilbeault the farrier portage next the porter's will


this combine the light lays the moon's critical poise its reference to above and below







never marking anything less than sorrow






Here you pick up the scent sort out the clues it's all movie motive life money real estate swimming pools movie star moguls holding out for more till the ass glows like dark

golden spice this is the view the point being you


Detective love are sharing the loot and the cops aren't


that makes you a hard guy full of love


not a fall guy filled with fear




7/04/2019

loved

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  I loved her instantly from the
     first  thirst thrust forward in our rowing forth
       pedals to the dog-sweet memory of a moment to come it's bustle blossom
             coveted by air and night as lovers do a lust forlorn to blame, moon river,
                     tree and rain,
                  not a summer swear word but, seeing her rise from the island or the pool,
                        at that precise summer garner pristine flower moved  from its earth
                               imitating the goddess to imitate deliberately a goddess
                                    known as friend to men before incarnation exactly that male
                                       god dispersed her power leaving her influence felt like rain rain      




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  This is just  apoem, not a text/




Commercial Drive /the Italian place
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6/23/2019

../ East Vancouver

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           Susan (Terry could not come along she's busy with an installation getting it ready e tc) , Marcie Denusia, Patrick Madden and I are in East Vancouver for a few days. It's nice to see it again what with all the changes it remains the one I love, the one I really came to know in 92. We're visiting oneof the galleries where I actually had  a reading series ____


Vancouver is still the end of the world, the Canadian one in spite of the fact Victoria is futher west as is Vancouver Island, but Van has the feeling the metaphysical end of the world sense one gets from coming down North, arriving from East and West_ and of course, the upward thrust of energy from Washington, Seatlle and farther south California... the volcanoes, the coast, the ocean never ending the pacific of peace... the place of meeting roads ... the weird dual optic of peace and clamor

the trees ever leaning forward or thrusting back in the North
   carrying their howling wind down here south in the city the youngest  in Canada




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6/21/2019

'.. Not these eyes, but those,






You have always been a sleuth now is your chancglow in the park
        flashlight peering fist and fraudulent capers undo the day
upstarts give nothing (a char lady of all things) (she whooshes the swoop of flies)

 what's taken back to back sans gift
 without home or purse
        pruning the tree hurting the bumble bee your love is a merit Metis to the forest
           nutshells scraped smooth by weeds unbearable frosts and fleas fleas the
          Canadian land roughed out by barrier and grief a girl of snow melting ice caps
          tundras of fox and detours of guilbeault the farrier portage next the porter's will
           this combine and the light lays the moon's critical pose its reference to above and below

            never marking anything less than sorrow

               Here you pick up the scent out the clues it's all motive motive movie life money real estate
                  swimming pools movie star moguls holding out for more till ass glows like dark
                    this is the view the point being you Detective love are sharing the loot and the cops aren't
                              that makes you a hard guy full of love
                                     not a fall guy filled with fear




2



Not these eyes, but those those









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6/19/2019

How couldnt you _


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  How could you forget Henry Miller?  How could you ? Henry Miller is dying   Come to Paris 
  Henry Miller is ...   Genet was dying I didn't know... we called F   and I one summer afternoon... from the place on St . Lawrence...  Yes, oui Allo allo  We Yes, we'd like to speak with Jean Paul 
 Sartre ... 1977 it was  the   haze of the air..



then  down the highway we rang high the highrises...


that song we played Nietzsche's Daughter the Invention of God, made those songs
  up as we went along riffing on it I was





there was more with that old tune Blue Moon and the Satie the riff here with Even I and the

     saints went talking in taking it in to heaven an

      back to earth to make smile all the mankind








 My good old moon our dear old moon
  Our good old moon companion to the friend
   Our  good old moon


 One small step ... 
                                                         it's different but it's very pretty out here ...
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6/18/2019

dates and updates, and ,

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                             an updates to your love,   your miss,   missive,   this betrayal,
                    love's name only a place you mark time,
                         others have come an gone but the one shy place you find yourself

                                      is here with ____   and your self,


                                                    this love which makes itself up
                                                                   it goes along
                                                            not to 'get along' but to long, longingly for you lover,
                                                           as what's only 
                                                                   half witted can  be begging to this sky,




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6/08/2019

of,

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     of this breath there is none like your face,
                                                      
                                                             this beauty this place


                                   _______


                                                                   of your beauty this place  

5/15/2019

Draft :astronaut

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 I want to finish a new poem ___ inspired by the dream of a friend wanting to become an astronaut__ before the end of the summer! with all the shenanigans going on in my life, it's not so easy or straightforward as that.


  but I will finish it    one way or the other by hook or by crook

  Space or outer space!
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5/07/2019

Memories of Victoria and a Hushed out fair forest of ringing hooves and the Centaur

.. and your trip to Africa? Russia?

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        9 years ago, and twice beffore to the old  ...    .  R,
                               it was a   time and  ahalf,  half  time ,
                     duty post and beauty ,
                   rain and hair, loon and loom
                    after the deep pause of japan
                     you knew i had room to move,


            you came to find me in a  long bed in a  lonesome hotel
                   with hints of esp around me and far put out hope  of
                               burnishing woods gleaming in the
                                          foreign long woods



                            and i came to tell me more,
                         like you,



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it was then a departure sudden
 microsecond to go
seconded by negotiations and trade of useless goods
borne by slaves and salivating lovers
no pear would free you
next to the pontoon of those going overboard
in a hurry 
drowning hands and feet not a coal nor a freight wheel not a groove
but death death 
its the one thing enemy gotta go
gotta 
got
  ________
before each seizure a plate of  gooo.. food bumped off words and thing,
i loved her before i was born 
even embryo i loved her
she was my wife always,
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4/04/2019

Lite ary theory 5



CP:  And this section is what precisely as it fits in with your rather suggestive system and what I am going to ask without any expectation of a true or straight forward reply to the question is how does it tally with the other chapters or is it actually an appendix?








  CD:  In a  poetic system everything which looks suggestive and explicit is to the contrary a mask or belt a surface pondering set to get your bells going, or whatever bells you think you might have with someone else at a given moment, as death comes knocking on your door,



CP: So it's the written text versus the spoken is not that another form of  the immanence versus transcendence argument? discussion?

         

CD:                            Juxtaposition is this prophet ... . Clea clew was the thread

4/02/2019

'Virtually 'literary 'theory (literary theory 4)

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'Virtually 'literary 'theory


'Virtually 'literary 'theory



'Virtually 'literary 'theory



'Virtually 'literary 'theory




virtually and in every sense of the word



liteally and in everyt sense of hthe word


  R to I

 R  to   I


R  two   I



R too   I









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  all these word things

are in parole

parole

parole

les mots en parole
parole mots
mots
parole



les jeus sont
 fait

les jeudiLes jeux sont faitsetait fait


Les Jesus sont fait

Faiti Jesus!



Mon fati amor

Mon fat amor

mon fat love

je pense a la chaleur


et vos bras




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"Chapter"   




Literary Theory a Novel in Poetry, Verse, Prose Poetry of Clifford Duffy

raconteur and poet,


end in a  comma  s.v,p.

 residing Victoria,


in other words,

the Past!


pssstt!














 Faites vos jeux!

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3/24/2019

literally :Literay Theory'

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 So who was Clea? what was she? was she e? circualar virtual actual, kisses, pontoons, dresses, boats, thighs her hips, the black outfit/
 Sh was was lover your lvoer your lover.. did she enter the house?

 She was your character in your book and inb your life? 

CP presses her point and the preses the buttn of the recording t he recording miraculating mnachiner



CD all the above I remember so well, it was if yesteray neer passed my language becamse hers,

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  spelling mistakes miss takes mis take included/ batteries not/ she was tthe best of my best
      the blest of thee best

        even if she as was inevitable  ... went over, to the other side of fake betrayal,


_______ No one held her lips like she did
                     No one held her beauty like she did
                        No one sighed breathed out as she did ,

                               I can hear it to this day even as is the case we are seperated by thousndds of miles,

        and yes

           my spelling miustakes are part of my text,






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3/17/2019

literary theory 3__

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Cp: and you tend to wander off the side roads and up and down
              as if an elevator was working your prose, your story,



CD: that's not really a question but your perception is quite right,
                    it's about movement up and down side to side,
                    always
                looking for that middle place where I don't fall
                 off the edge, not easy to find , not easy 
             to dictate, dictate,

                   But i'll have to continue when I get back from
                      the Island we're quite far north just now,
                    
                     the com mm  unnications arent so good or per .....

......


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3/14/2019

re Literary theory

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CP: would you say to me what  some of the themes and matters which are 'at work' in the first book or the first part of this uncomplete  incomplete never ending work in progress? digression? regression? Does the book go fast or slow? is it connected to the real bodies of those who have lived and died? Is it a real story in false terms or merely an escape of your lives, life,  disguised? I am stating this to be provocative as you know the show is called Ways of Escape. Does it depress , repress, conduct redirect is it suggestive of fancy or imagination as ratio? do we feel a sense of calamaity on each page turning?

CD:   Well okay yes it goes like  along these lines ... the first part to some extent in devious and round about ways concerns  or is about the relation between Iam, the narrator and Clea NotR,his lover of 6 years and the complex perambulating of their love affair, knot the knotting of its many bridges and buildings, and in particular it involves the sojourns of that love affair which had begun on the tail end 
of a previous long term relationship of the Narrator. Said Narrator goes by two names the 
one I already told you about Francis, & the other Iam.
    The two met in the late 80's (88-89ish.. that needs to be sorted eventually )  and right on  the heels of both having returned from, in Clea's case, a vacation in Spain and of  Iam the Dominican Republic. They meet the first time at a performance organized by Clea in East Vancouver where as it happens she is also reading the well known work: Literary Theory (the Irishman Eagleton) Clea is an enamoured student of Literature and Theory. Or she is really at the time of their first encounter but this will change over the course of the 6 years. And  Iam has just returned from an exhibition of Degas at the National Gallery of Canada, his holiday (A cheap holiday in other people's misery) to  Puerto Plata  of the Dominican Republic having taken place in early spring of that year (Shades April is the cruellest ....) He is not a student of literature nor of theory but is well read in fiction, poetry, philosophy  (esp Deleuze, and company, Guattari and others,). He is also at the time a published poet with 6 books 'under his belt.' But under said belt lie more than books or comforting class illusions but thunderous wakes and jumpy jokes equivalent narratives high and low , left, right, center high conclusions. She on the other hand and is an avid reader of Derrida, and others Iam is not familiar with except by repute. In their heads they both contain other novels, places, books,s cenes, bodies: in their arms and lips they contain heat, passion, love, libido, and more. There is more, always more. Which goes to make up their contradiction, their love,

  Nothing ends on a period, always a comma,

If there is a theory in the book, it's the theory of living practied by the plate of the teeth,

 She Clea moves in  'with'  Iam their con verse ation begins which never ends,

  Though it is East Vancouver where they bunk, really it is in the weird old Canada they 
     live .



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3/11/2019

A/C

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  the best way if you've not read them chronologically is to read them in reverse 'order'

                       that way you are travelling backwards in time with the books

                   it's what Terry and I did last week while paddling up some of the smaller creeks on Vancouver
      Island North of Nanaimo
        that's the spirit of the thing



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