T.L. Morrisey

Showing posts with label Arthur Rimbaud. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Arthur Rimbaud. Show all posts

Friday, January 16, 2026

Deleted Notes

 

 “The Eviction” by Ray Grathwol, 1946


Notes: 

1. Allen Ginsberg referred to line breaks in poetry as a form of composition that followed the poet's breath; "inspiration" is breathing in spirit while "expiration" refers to breathing out of spirit or, alternatively, of dying; as an aside, "orgasm" in French is referred to as "la petite mort", a little death, to breathing out, a brief loss of consciousness; as we know, poetry doesn't have this affect on people. Expiration isn't a term in poetry, but inspiration can refer to being inspired. 

2. The title of my first book, The Trees of Unknowing (1978), is derivative of The Cloud of Unknowing, a medieval spiritual text on knowing God.

3. Soul resides in you, is always present in you. Poetry is mapping the soul, it is a cartography of the soul. Spirit is outside of you, you breath in spirit, you are inspired. Where does spirit come from? It could be that spirit refers to the Holy Spirit, and this suggests a divine connection between writing poetry, being inspired, and what is the numinous in the world.

4. Poetry (and literature) is insightful into the human condition; many people read Mary Oliver and Billy Collins, their poetry is accessible to most people; intellectuals are critical of both Billy Collins and Mary Oliver but these two poets are popular and speak to the average person. Patti Smith and Jim Morrison, or Arthur Rimbaud and Walt Whitman, are shamans of poetry, their poetry is directed to the spiritual, the inspired, and revelation. Patti Smith and Jim Morrison were influenced by Rimbaud, for instance Patti Smith's song "Radio Ethiopia" and many of Jim Morrison's songs have a shamanistic aspect, it is "to disorder the mind"; read the very young Jim Morrison's  correspondence with Wallace Fowlie, the preeminent translator of Rimbaud's poetry, (see Fowlie's Rimbaud and Jim Morrison, the Rebel as Poet [1994]).

5. The established, mainstream, churches don't give an experience of the numinous except, possibly, during communion, the eucharist; otherwise, I am sorry to say, the mainstream churches are mostly surviving on past glories, on what used to be, and promoting liberal social causes. No wonder some average people who are interested in religion, and a religious experience, have moved on to evangelical churches that give an emotional experience, an experience of the divine, these churches are often identified with a conservative ideology; the mainstream churches are (except for Catholicism) mostly identified with left wing ideologies. Most people are not intellectuals, they want a religious experience and this happens in the mainstream churches during Holy Communion; the evangelical churches emphasize a religious experience, singing, praising, and being one with the divine. 

6. Another aspect of writing a poem is assembling the poem from disparate sentences and phrases one has written. You don't have to write a poem in one sitting, you can go back and piece together sentences that were seemingly dictated to you, or were written by you out of inspiration, and then assemble these into a poem. But whatever one’s approach to writing poetry, whether being inspired, or copying down what was dictated, or automatic writing, or just writing, the main thing is to make an authentic poem, one that is emotionally moving, insightful for the reader, or aesthetically pleasing; writing poetry is done for the joy of making something new and being creative. I use the word “making” because that is the root meaning of the word "poetry".

Friday, November 14, 2008

Shamanism and Poetry, some definitions (One)



(from) Earth Household, by Gary Snyder: 

The Shaman-poet is simply the man whose mind reaches easily out into all manners of shapes and other lives, and gives song to dreams. Poets have carried this function forward all through civilized times; poets don’t sing about society, they sing about nature—even if the closest they ever get to nature is their lady’s queynt. Class-structured civilized society is a kind of mass-ego. To transcend the ego is to go beyond society as well. “Beyond” there lies, inwardly, the unconscious. Outwardly, the equivalent of the unconscious is the wilderness: both of these terms meet, one step further on, as one. (122) 

Notes made around 1968 from televised lectures by Allan Watts, On Living: Religious man of hunting cultures is a shaman. Magic from going alone in the forest. The priest, Brahman, has a guru; the shaman is alone with animals & trees, knows rocks are alive. Watts is a shaman, an Anglican minister “I gave it up.” Offended at the notion of telling God what he already knows— that I’m a miserable sinner. No religion or society, but sympathy for all. 

(from) Letters of Arthur Rimbaud: May 13, 1871: …I want to be a poet… I am working to make myself a visionary…To arrive at the unknown through the disordering of all the senses, that’s the point. The sufferings will be tremendous, but one must be strong, be born a poet: it is in no way my fault. May 15, 1871: … The first study for a man who wants to be a poet is the knowledge of himself, entire. He searches his soul, he inspects it, he tests it, he learns it. As soon as he knows it, he cultivates it: it seems simple: in very brain a natural development is accomplished; so many egoists proclaim themselves authors; others attribute their intellectual progress to themselves! But the soul has to be made monstrous, that’s the point:… like comprachios, if you like! Imagine a man planting and cultivating warts on his face. One must, I say, be a visionary, make oneself a visionary. The Poet makes himself a visionary through a long, a prodigious and rational disordering of all the senses. Every form of love, of suffering, of madness; he searches himself, he consumes all the poisons in him, keeping only their quintessences. Ineffable torture in which he will need all his faith and superhuman strength, the great criminal, the great sickman, the accursed—and the supreme Savant! …kindly lend a friendly ear and everybody will be charmed… So, then, the poet is truly a thief of fire. Humanity is his responsibility, even the animals… Baudelaire is the first visionary, king of poets, a real God!

Saturday, November 8, 2008

Cut-ups, series 1.3

Rimbaud (on right) with Verlaine, 
Paris, 1896




Gospel has gone by!
I am of an inferior race for
shore. Let the towns light
day is done; I’m quitting
my lungs; strange climates
to trample the grass, to
to drink liquors strong
my dear ancestors around
A SEASON

and liberty?

Alas! The Gospel!
Greedily I await God.
all eternity.
Here I am on the Bret
up in the evening. My
Europe. Sea air will burn
will tan my skin. To swim
hunt, and above all to smoke
as boiling metal,—like
their fires.
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Cut-up of Arthur Rimbaud

Thursday, November 6, 2008

Cut-ups, series 1.1

Cutlery placement



BOMBAY EXPRESS


Ah! what’s more: They rush out of their cells

red clearing with old courtyard

I can remember They kidnap the young prisoner

land and Christianity. I get into a carriage which

myself in the past. But They leave at top speed

; and even the langue While the guards empty their

I cannot see myself

Some of the guards jump on horses

convicts

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Cut-up of Arthur Rimbaud and Blaise Cendrars