Walking Through Walls (2/3) // Phaedrus 227α-β
It isn’t trivial, from a human perspective, to translate words that are two-thousand years old. To carry meaning from past to present, (where to, where from?), of words, then, and now. Poros in practice. Requires naïveté, ambition, and the shameless exploitation of available tools.
Ποίησις (Poiesis)
ποιέω (Again, in middle/passive voice.) (Phaedrus is a middle/passive kind of fellow.) - to make, to do; to make, produce, create, bring into existence, to compose, to write (e.g. poetry), to invent. From which ποίησις - poetry, poem; creation, fabrication, production. From which English language words like poetry, poet, poem, etc.
Everybody knows what poetry is,
And anyone can do it.
To give shape, form, body. A finite instantiation of some (finite or infinite? Known or unknown?) purpose. Appearance (as alienated from being), surface (as alienated from depth), artwork (as alienated from the life of an artist). Inherently irresponsible, a letting go of responsibility, a thing for which responsibility has been denied. An ontological orphan. A “bastard”. (The inverted windegg? A fetus aborting its mother.) An amputation of self into indeterminate pieces (which the city, which the poem, which the self?). Nature gone weird. Frankenstein. Horcrux. Monster-being. Can hypothetically be tamed, but always at risk of making its own laws. A law unto itself. Sinister stuff, and not to be trusted. The action of I. The Mage, the apparent (non)being, (existence, ex + sistere), of the deck of cards.
(An attempt at coherence when history fails. A desperate measure. A talisman of) deathlessness. (A love letter. A good alternative to insanity or self-harm. A test at the limits of nature, a gamble for truth, a shot in the dark.) A prayer. (Example, it is poiesis for me to write and press “publish”.)
If you exit the city, you (have to, you can, you get to, it’s refreshing, to) make your own way, (the leisure of monsters), through un- (or other-) civilized spaces, “wilderness”, the (exterior? hostile? unknowable?) unknown. How reckless you are, how precariously tethered to pyramids in ice, ends and beginnings severed from sight.
Phaedrus passes through the wall to make, create, compose his walk, as a poet, writing a poem.
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