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[6-16-2009 Update Insert: Most of what is in this space is now moot. I found out what I was doing wrong and have reinstated Archives and Labels searches. They do work. However, in certain cases you may prefer Labels to Archives. Example: 1976 Today begins in November of 2006 and concludes in December of 2006, but there are other related posts in other months. Note: Labels only shows 20 posts at a time. There are 21 hubs, making 21 (which is for 1976 Today) an older hub.] ********************************* to my online poems and song lyrics using Archives. Use hubs for finding archival locations but do not link through them. Originally an AOL Journal, where the archive system was nothing like the system here, this blog was migrated from there to here in October of 2008. Today (Memorial/Veteran's Day, May 25, 2009) I discovered a glitch when trying to use a Blogger archive. Now, it may be template-related, but I am unable to return to S M or to the dashboard once I am in the Archives. Therefore, I've decided on this approach: a month-by-month post guide. The sw you see in the codes here stood for Salchert's Weblog when I began it in November of 2006. It later became Sprintedon Hollow. AOL provided what were called entry numbers, but they weren't consistent, and they didn't begin at the first cardinal number. That is why the numbers after "sw" came to be part of a post's code. ************** Here then is the month-by-month post guide: *2006* November: 00001 through 00046 - December: 00047 through 00056 -- *2007* January: 00057 through 00137 - February: 00138 through 00241 - March: 00242 through 00295 - April: 00296 through 00356 - May: 00357 through 00437 - June: 00438 through 00527 - July: 00528 though 00550 - August: 00551 through 00610 - September: 00611 through 00625 - October: 00626 through 00657 - November: 00658 through 00729 - December: 00730 through 00762 -- *2008* January: 00763 through 00791 - February: 00792 through 00826 - March: 00827 through 00849 - April: 00850 through 00872 - May: 00873 through 00907 - June: 00908 through 00931 - July: 00932 through 00955 - August: 00956 through 00993 - September 00994 through 01005 - October: 01006 through 01007 - November: 01008 through 01011 - December: 01012 through 01014 -- *2009* January: 01015 through 01021 - February: 01022 through 01028 - March: 01029 through 01033 - April: 01034 through 01036 - May: 01037 through 01044 - ******************************************************* 1976 Today: 2006/11 and 2006/12 -- Rooted Sky 2007: 2007/01/00063rsc -- Postures 2007: 2007/01/sw00137pc -- Sets: 2007/02/sw00215sgc -- Venturings: 2007/03/00216vc -- The Undulant Trees: 2007/03/00266utc -- This Day's Poem: 2007/03/00267tdpc -- Autobio: 2007/04/sw00316ac -- Fond du Lac: 2007/04/00339fdl -- Justan Tamarind: 2007/05/sw00366jtc -- Prayers in December: 2007/05/sw00393pindc -- June 2007: 2007/06/sw00440junec -- Seminary: 2007/07/sw00533semc -- Scatterings: 2008/08/00958sc ** Song Lyrics: 2008/02/sw00797slc ********** 2009-06-02: Have set S M to show 200 posts per page. Unfortunately, you will need to scroll to nearly the bottom of a page to get to the next older/newer page.


Thursday, October 25, 2007


So much for yesterday's 7:55 record: woke last today at 8:02; but was up till nearly midnight trying to read the 56 comments beneath one of Stan Apps's recent posts. Quite interesting, all of it centered around Stan's gardist categorizations. At some point, a voice in me, 'minding me of Shakespeare, said: "Avaunt, gourd." This morning, when that thought returned, this thought followed: It could be said every new poetic voice (no matter how weak or imitative) is a kind of avant-garde/ in that each maker is unique// and each made thing is perforce unique due to the unfathomable set of concurrences which fostered, nurtured, imbued, and birthed it. Perhaps such poets as Rimbaud and Stein are obvious exemplars of newness, but right now all of us virtuals are engaged in the construction of a communal new. If you really want an avant, wait until Robert Jastrow's prediction of a fourth physical fold of the human brain encasing the present cortex appears. - Best rain chance this evening. At the moment, AM 11:24, it is windy clear. PM 1:22 - Clouds have taken over. - Though the English language is--in some ways--drear, lacking nuances present in certain other languages [ here Nicholas Manning's thought about other languages makes me feel we need to strive to prevent languages from disappearing and to (if we can) resurrect those which have disappeared ], English is a word-accretion / form-changing language. Witness "s/he": a form someone first used which is slowly garnering general acceptance. The Internet has spawned/ English- language changes, but English has some inherent flaws a radical re- visioning of it would eliminate. That, however, is a book some AI being may one day write. For now, this: I do believe, if one is open to it, thoughts can enter one's consciousness directly from the Universe (meaning God or some other higher intelligence). Dreams have been/ sources. Still, nothing that comes from an imperfect being is sourceless. Most of what comes is a reconfiguration / reconceptualization of what is already known. I could point to myself for examples of all of this, but why should I. Each person has his or her [ the existence of "his" and "her" stand as proofs of what is inherently askew in the English language ] own examples. Irony is "big" these days, but irony has a negative aspect: it tends to negate honest humor and thusly to promote taking oneself too seriously, which is the door to insanity. Let us have our arguments; but let us loosen up, which (hopefully) allows me to say: I enjoy J B's "Vallejo says hi!" - ------------------------- regarding Hugo Ball and dada phonetic poetry, first scroll down to NOTES - Brian A. J. Salchert

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