Once Marinetti*(1) was sat under tree in the shade of its branches;
Like a magus Newton he felt, dreaming the world’s phenomena;
But that wasn’t a fruit, though felt on him, when he lifted his ^head up –
‘Twas a ghost of true Homer, up on a branch there sitting and smiling.–
“Have you tried not enough, oh, bravest poet?” – a figure was singing; –
“Don’t you know that the world bifurcated is but a battle with yourself?
Let me throw a cone now right into your forehead and tell you:
No accident e'er will kill the gallantry of feeling eternal*(2): –
No Homer can die, please, believe me, my friend Marinetti;
If one’s e’er to share the truth of survival, that’s rather harmonious;
No possible e’er is to judge either Dream or the Word but in one way:
Those petals of Life, trampled down*(3), comes again at the trampler’s Burial.”
That’s what heard Marinetti time he’ve been romantically dreaming;
Like a stranger Newton he felt, like Miss Alice by Dodo’s appearance*(4);
Still afterwards a good time he was holding that funny cone thing –
Still in a hand – time he moved (his) car t’wards a place of Death-living*(5)….
/ 17.07.2012 – 25.07.2012; Zimnyak, dacha by Serg.Posad /
Short Notes: 1) Tomazo Filippo Marinetti, an Italian poet, a beginner of futurism in Europe in the first years of 20th century.
2) In his manifesto of futurism, Marinetti’s call was “to rid of Homer”. – And, I’ve wrote the “accident”: we do know that Marinetti has died in a car accident, don’t we?
3) “To trample the Voltair’s flowers” was also an idea expressed in futurism manifests. – I’ve been writing this line, and I saw the images: the flowers, the fires, the “helliadic” sights, the accident.
4) means, Alice adventurous in the wonderlands, and that author-voicing character.
5) “Death-living” – I’ve just made it phantasmagoriously up, but…we do guess that Marinetti addressed his Manifesto to Death, - no?