Dialogue

    heirloom of nine parts over twelve days (5/6 and 8/9)

    but(him)self, o bearer of the silver-bow, lord who throws-from-afar(hekatebolos)Apollo,

    at one time(and indeed)across rugged Kynthos you go(you take your way)
    (pass)(set out)(run)(get onto, out of, into something)(you go on-board
    or disembark)(a ship)(to bestride and protect a fallen friend)(or
    to drag the body off)(of an enemy)(you mount a chariot
    and stand beside another),

    but at another(time, you go)wandering aimlessly around
    to shun and flee-from islands and men.

    αὐτὸς δ᾽, ἀργυρότοξε, ἄναξ ἑκατηβόλ᾽ Ἄπολλον,
    ἄλλοτε μέν τ᾽ ἐπὶ Κύνθου ἐβήσαο παιπαλόεντος,
    ἄλλοτε δ᾽ ἂν νήσους τε καὶ ἀνέρας ἠλάσκαζες.

    many(o many)to(for)(by)you(are)the temple-dwellings and the woody(with tree-
    like markings)groves;

    but all(o all)(whole)(get, you)(acquire, you)(possess, you)the lookout-places(hill-
    tops)(peaks)and(watch-towers)and(the friends, o friend, by the friend)he
    would love the highest(topmost)(outmost)(inmost)headlands(cliffs
    and bluffs)of lofty mountains(and lofty asses, well, and lofty mules),
    and the(nine)rivers flowing-through(o flowing)into the sea;

    πολλοί τοι νηοί τε καὶ ἄλσεα δενδρήεντα:
    πᾶσαι δὲ σκοπιαί τε φίλαι καὶ πρώονες ἄκροι
    ὑψηλῶν ὀρέων ποταμοί θ᾽ ἅλαδε προρέοντες:

    but you(to)(for)by Delos, o Phoibos(bright, radiant, pure), you most delight
    and gladden, cheer, make content the(etor)heart(life-passion),

    ἀλλὰ σὺ Δήλῳ, Φοῖβε, μάλιστ᾽ ἐπιτέρπεαι ἦτορ,

    (as Odysseus, even in the midst of his tall-tale, admits of ships
    driven by oars, and wars, and throwing spears and arrows, o dyad-
    mournful(sorry)(good-for-nothing)(wretched)(painful)things,
    which by others at least become horrible, nevertheless,

    those things(to)(for)by him, is(the)beloved, which somehow the god
    had put there, in his phrenes(heart-breast-perception-memory-
    desire-anger-inward-thought); for different men(he men-
    splains, as he lies)take joy in different works.

    ἀλλά μοι αἰεὶ νῆες ἐπήρετμοι φίλαι ἦσαν
    καὶ πόλεμοι καὶ ἄκοντες ἐΰξεστοι καὶ ὀϊστοί,
    λυγρά, τά τ᾽ ἄλλοισίν γε καταριγηλὰ πέλονται.
    αὐτὰρ ἐμοὶ τὰ φίλ᾽ ἔσκε τά που θεὸς ἐν φρεσὶ θῆκεν:
    ἄλλος γάρ τ᾽ ἄλλοισιν ἀνὴρ ἐπιτέρπεται ἔργοις.
    Odyssey 14.224)

    there(to)(for)by you the Ionians with their trailing tunics gather together
    their(him)selves with children and with worthy
    and venerable bed-partners and wives.

    ἔνθα τοι ἑλκεχίτωνες Ἰάονες ἠγερέθονται
    αὐτοῖς σὺν παίδεσσι καὶ αἰδοίῃς ἀλόχοισιν.

    (as black Ajax and red Ajax would never take their stand apart, on
    the battlefield at Troy, not even a little; but as, into the fallow land,
    wine-dyad-dark-oxen(fixed-together-plough in equal-thumos-spirit-
    power-drive)both-bearing(carrying)(bringing)they stretch(stretch,
    you!)and bend(bend it!)and draw-it-out(you, do that too!)
    the fixed-together-plough;

    but, there and then, on both sides, from their under-end-most-horns
    much sweat gushes(so you two, spout)forth;

    and they-two(indeed)the polished-yoke-alone-apart-it-works(it bars
    the way)(youre worked)(youre barred)dyad-releasing(letting go,
    hurling, throwing, sending, letting flow and spouting forth)through-
    and-against the furrow;

    but(it)overtakes(reaches)(finds)(will-be-accomplishing)(arise,
    you!)the limit of the earths arable land;

    so they-two, beside-both-standing, beside-both-passing-beyond,
    beside-both-transgressing, exceedingly they make their stand,
    (to)(for)(by)(belonging)an-other-to-the-one.

    Αἴας δ᾽ οὐκέτι πάμπαν Ὀϊλῆος ταχὺς υἱὸς
    ἵστατ᾽ ἀπ᾽ Αἴαντος Τελαμωνίου οὐδ᾽ ἠβαιόν,
    ἀλλ᾽ ὥς τ᾽ ἐν νειῷ βόε οἴνοπε πηκτὸν ἄροτρον
    ἶσον θυμὸν ἔχοντε τιταίνετον: ἀμφὶ δ᾽ ἄρά σφι
    πρυμνοῖσιν κεράεσσι πολὺς ἀνακηκίει ἱδρώς:
    τὼ μέν τε ζυγὸν οἶον ἐΰξοον ἀμφὶς ἐέργει
    ἱεμένω κατὰ ὦλκα: τέμει δέ τε τέλσον ἀρούρης:
    ὣς τὼ παρβεβαῶτε μάλ᾽ ἕστασαν ἀλλήλοιιν.
    Iliad 13.701)

    but those by boxing(you) and dancing(you) and singing(you),
    (they)remembering you(they delight, gladden, and satisfy)with joy,
    delight, gladness, and cheer, that they would make their stand(-up-
    right, stand-up, rise-up, begin, stand-still, anew)their struggle,
    battle, action, assembly, contest, argument, issue — their AGON.

    οἱ δέ σε πυγμαχίῃ τε καὶ ὀρχηθμῷ καὶ ἀοιδῇ
    μνησάμενοι τέρπουσιν, ὅτ᾽ ἄν στήσωνται ἀγῶνα.

    and he(indeed)would say, to be undying and ageless always,
    which thereby would come-and-go to meet,
    that Ionians altogether-as-a-body
    (o all-together, all-at-once)
    would very-well-be;

    φαίη κ᾽ ἀθανάτους καὶ ἀγήρως ἔμμεναι αἰεί,
    ὃς τόθ᾽ ὑπαντιάσει᾽, ὅτ᾽ Ἰάονες ἀθρόοι εἶεν:

    for of all would he see grace, favor, beauty, glory, kindness, good-
    will, gratitude, gratification, delight, satisfaction; but he would
    take pleasure in, enjoy, rejoice, have full enjoyment in, the thumos
    and men — (he)(o he)looking into(upon)beholding — and women
    with beautiful girdles(and leashes)and swift ships(with ship-like temple-
    dwellings)and of swift-selves, their possessions(property, heirlooms,
    “the fur coat grandma wore”, you add, and we say sure, and wealth,
    estates, farms, fields, vineyards, materials)both-many-and-both.

    πάντων γάρ κεν ἴδοιτο χάριν, τέρψαιτο δὲ θυμὸν
    ἄνδρας τ᾽ εἰσορόων καλλιζώνους τε γυναῖκας
    νῆάς τ᾽ ὠκείας ἠδ᾽ αὐτῶν κτήματα πολλά.


    (just as the beautiful girdles, maybe fur coats too, in the fake-wedding, when

    Odysseus has newly-burst-forth from his disguise and slaughtered the suitors,
    and the old maid wakes-up Penelope, from a very good sleep, to tell her; and it
    must be the happiest of all moments in the whole history of human poetry, after
    one of terrifying brutality; but Pen doesnt go to him right away; she holds back
    her trust, telling their son that they have signs known only by themselves, to prove
    they are(to)(for)(by)each other; and Odysseus pretends to hold a wedding,
    to distract the Ithakans from the fact he has just butchered their best youth;
    or, as he voices-meta-through:

    “but we have killed the prop(support)(stay of the city)(the sunken rock,
    reef)(bank)(barrow)(that which keeps a ship steady, ballast,
    and also earrings, maybe Heras mulberry ones
    from yesterday — ),

    those great-most-excellent-ones among(young men)the shoots-
    and-consequences of satiety, surfeit, and insolence)in Ithaka;

    but those, we have ordered you
    to consider(purpose, plan, contrive)(perceive,
    observe — watch — guard — beware)."

    ἡμεῖς δ᾽ ἕρμα πόληος ἀπέκταμεν, οἳ μέγ᾽ ἄριστοι
    κούρων εἰν Ἰθάκῃ: τὰ δέ σε φράζεσθαι ἄνωγα.

    but Eurynome cleans all the gore from Odysseus so that hes suffused again
    with beauty, as when a craftsman gold-overlays-on-silver; so we again can see
    his locks of hair-hung-down like purple hyacinth; so-looking-immortal goes he
    to meet Penelope; he calls her strange, she calls him strange; then she tests him,
    by telling the maid to bring his bed; and Odysseus proves himself, by saying, you
    cant do that, as we made our own bed, so we know it very well; especially by one
    particular feature, which only he could accomplish; which was, he built it from
    a living tree, roots in the ground; Pen melts into tears and asks him forgive-
    ness; Pen-splaining, the jealous gods gave them misery based on how happy
    they would have been together, throughout their youth; but there are many men
    who would have tried to deceive her, and thats why she has to test him; Pen-
    splaining-further, that neither would Helen have gone with Paris, and become
    the center of the Trojan war, had she not been so deceived; from which we may
    conclude, that she tests him, as taking such precautions now, against
    ever being the woman
    at the center
    of a war;

    and then he appears, to her, as welcome as the land to men who are drowning,
    and she couldnt let him go from her white-armed, like Heras, earths, embrace;
    and Athena holds back time, so that they have enough of it, for tears, for hugs,
    for conversation, and Od tells Pen about his sign; until the old-maid Eurynome
    dresses their bed for them(probably we should check her out);
    but they, as one might put it, “gladly went
    together to bed, and their old ritual."

    but his voices-meta-through,

    “and they(by himself)(by herself)(indeed)thereupon-gladly-welcomed(o gladly-
    welcomed ones)of the ancient(couch)bed(lektron)(yous make ancient)(make
    it ancient, yous, that which is laid down)(the site, the place)(the rite, the law,
    the order)(rule, precept, right)(tribunal,

    they)come to walk-about(approach)(reach)(take their way)(visit)(present-
    their-self-to)(to come or fall into their hands, approach
    as one(we)suppliant, having-reached-home, after
    swimming, spinning, and piling-in-
    heaps,

    their deepmost law
    (our zebra-dove)
    of peace."

    οἱ μὲν ἔπειτα
    ἀσπάσιοι λέκτροιο παλαιοῦ θεσμὸν ἵκοντο:
    Od. 23.147-296)

    but toward this great wonder, of which the rumour(report, fame, glory)never
    will it perish(come to an end)(die)(be lost)(undone)(in a state of)(ruin),

    those girls(maidens)(nymphs)(daughters)(puppets)(dolls)(pupils of
    the eye)(in the hieron)(o girls), who as women we call the Deliades,
    of the far-shooting-one, are the handmaids(o handmaids)(dwellings);

    cf Phaedrus

    πρὸς δὲ τόδε μέγα θαῦμα, ὅου κλέος οὔποτ᾽ ὀλεῖται,
    κοῦραι Δηλιάδες, ἑκατηβελέταο θεράπναι:

    and those(shes)since(you are already following the dyad-word-song)there
    and then, the first(o first)indeed(on the one hand)Apollo(they)would sing
    (celebrate, commemorate, make famous, tell over and over again, recite,
    repeat, harp upon(him),

    )but(on the other hand)back again, anew, in turn,
    hereafter, again further(bow wow)(aouuu)
    Leto and(indeed)Artemis, pourer-forth-of-arrows,

    αἵ τ᾽ ἐπεὶ ἂρ πρῶτον μὲν Ἀπόλλων᾽ ὑμνήσωσιν,
    αὖτις δ᾽ αὖ Λητώ τε καὶ Ἄρτεμιν ἰοχέαιραν,

    (o shes)remembering(him)and of men(o rearing-up)(rearing)(the rearing-
    up into manhood)and of old age(o ageing)(ageing)(the ageing)and
    of women(they)sing the hymn,

    but(they)work upon by spells and enchantment(bewitch)(charm)(spell-bind)(work
    upon by wiles)(cajole)(beguile, deceive, cheat)(charm, delight, ravish)
    (by hims-and-theys-enchanting)

    the tribes(races, classes, swarms, nations)(of tribes races, classes,
    swarms, nations)(by tribes, races, classes, swarms,
    nations)of human beings.

    μνησάμεναι ἀνδρῶν τε παλαιῶν ἠδὲ γυναικῶν
    ὕμνον ἀείδουσιν, θέλγουσι δὲ φῦλ᾽ ἀνθρώπων.


    from hymn 3 to Apollo

    fog of nine parts over twelve days (7/9 and 3/4)

    there(o)you, eie!(coming and going)(hearing and seeing)Phoibos(pure, bright
    radiant one),

    the goddesses(seeings)(you run)(you shine)(you gaze)(she would gaze)(you
    would be put in place)(by looking at)(by contemplation)(by
    the sight)(o seeings)

    were bathing(you)with beautiful(wood)(reefing rope)freshwater purely
    and cleanly, were wrapping in white(light)(bright)(clear)swaddling
    cloth(fine, thin, delicate)(weak)(slight)(subtle)(refined)
    and fresh-woven;

    but around(you)they(released)(let go)(let loose)(made flow)(uttered
    and spoke)(threw)(hurled)(shot)(spouted forth)(sent)
    the golden-twisting-cord.

    ἔνθα σέ, ἤιε Φοῖβε, θεαὶ λόον ὕδατι καλῷ
    ἁγνῶς καὶ καθαρῶς, σπάρξαν δ᾽ ἐν φάρεϊ λευκῷ,
    λεπτῷ, νηγατέῳ: περὶ δὲ χρύσεον στρόφον ἧκαν.

    not even, there and then, did the mother(o source)(o origin)suckle Apollo
    of the golden weapon,

    but Themis(whats right to do)(ruled over)(supplied)(offered)poured the first
    drops of nectar and lovely ambrosia
    with(her)immortal hands;

    but Leto(behold)(seize)rejoiced, because she was giving birth
    to a bow-bearing and steadfast child.

    οὐδ᾽ ἄρ᾽ Ἀπόλλωνα χρυσάορα θήσατο μήτηρ,
    ἀλλὰ Θέμις νέκταρ τε καὶ ἀμβροσίην ἐρατεινὴν
    ἀθανάτῃσιν χερσὶν ἐπήρξατο: χαῖρε δὲ Λητώ,
    οὕνεκα τοξοφόρον καὶ καρτερὸν υἱὸν ἔτικτεν.

    nevertheless(since)(you are)already(following)(the dyad-word-song)(it
    was binding)(it was needful)(both)(need and bind, yous),
    o Phoibos(pure, bright, radiant one),

    (you)ate up(devoured)the ambrosial(we missed the mark)(they
    missed the mark)(hamartia)food,

    you wouldnt be(panting)(gasping)(struggling convulsively)at least(she
    approaches)(has)(had been sat)thereupon(had sent)(has sent)(you all
    would send)(she had been put-on)(she has been put-on)(i
    was restraining)(by the word-songs)the golden-twisting-
    cords(were restraining)(restraining)not
    you(panting)(gasping)(struggling
    convulsively)at least,

    αὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ δή, Φοῖβε, κατέβρως ἄμβροτον εἶδαρ,
    οὔ σέ γ᾽ ἔπειτ᾽ ἴσχον χρύσεοι στρόφοι ἀσπαίροντα,

    nor still do the bonds hold(you)back,

    (you hold you back, you),

    but they(the bonds)were releasing all of the ends(tools)(tackle)(ropes)(cords)(limits)
    (boundaries)(completions)(the comings-to-pass)(crises or supreme moments)
    (decisions)(determinations)(modes)(means)(verdicts)(dooms)
    (instruments)(the final or essential points)
    (the sum and the substance);

    (as Nestor delivered to his son, on driving the horse-drawn chariot around
    the not-rotted-tree-post(grave-marker)(racing goal of ancient men)with two
    white stones leaning on either side, the joining-place of ways, stating
    there was no great need to instruct him, for he had been loved
    and taught by Poseidon and Zeus;

    but he said, your work will be heavy, because your horse may be
    the slowest; so keep your eye always on the post, and hug(tree-
    post)(grave-marker)it and yourself,
    lean

    a little to the left, urging-on the right horse, giving full-free-rein; and keep
    the left horse hard-against and nearly-touching the tree, until the hub
    of the strongly-built wheel will seem to touch it, but not enough
    to really brush against it, which would break
    the chariot, the horses, yourself.
    Iliad 23.305-350)

    οὐδ᾽ ἔτι δέσματ᾽ ἔρυκε, λύοντο δὲ πείρατα πάντα.

    but at once by femmortals(feminine + immortals)Phoibos(pure, bright,
    radiant)Apollo was voicing-meta:

    (meta - concerning community or participation; action in common
    with another; in the midst of; succession; pursuit; letting go; after,
    behind; reversely; repeated action or a change in position
    or condition; movement)

    αὐτίκα δ᾽ ἀθανάτῃσι μετηύδα Φοῖβος Ἀπόλλων: ‘

    “dyad-bows(it lets)(let it)would be(to)for(by)me a kithara(o beloved)(dear-girl-
    friend)(she loves)(love, you)and a curved-(rain)bows-dyad,

    (we would)(we will)proclaim(furnish you with)an oracle(that you consult)(you are
    needing and wanting)(you use)(make use of)(take part in)(dealings with)(experience,
    suffer, be-yoked-to)(to feel)(to treat)(to)(for)with(by)human beings(of Zeus)
    the un-erring and in-fallible(will)(determination)
    (design and)council of Zeus."

    εἴη μοι κίθαρίς τε φίλη καὶ καμπύλα τόξα,
    χρήσω δ᾽ ἀνθρώποισι Διὸς νημερτέα βουλήν.’

    (he said, “many, at least some, good-lucks we seem to be consulting, using, treating-
    with, o Meno, of strength and fierceness, of spirit and passion, intent
    and purpose, standing-fast, will be standing-fast;

    if you go, you come and go, you are seeking-for; as they boil and seethe, boil
    and seethe, yous! as they live, live, yous!

    (let)one excellence, to thrive and prosper, they were thriving and prospering, we
    were thriving and prospering, the dyad takes up, raises, lifts up, the beehive,
    o beehive, any we have found and discovered, of excellences, thriving
    and prospering, (then)we were thriving and prospering;

    beside you, being and having-been, strewn, laid down to rest, repose, re-
    maining, buried and un-buried, being situated in place, in store, in re-
    serve, set-up and laid-down,
    enduring."

    πολλῇ γέ τινι εὐτυχίᾳ ἔοικα κεχρῆσθαι, ὦ Μένων,
    εἰ μίαν ζητῶν ἀρετὴν σμῆνός τι ἀνηύρηκα ἀρετῶν
    παρὰ σοὶ κείμενον. cf Meno 72a)

    as saying(o saying)he was striding across(chthonos)earth of the wide-ways
    Phoibos(pure, bright radiant)of unshorn hair(hekatebolos)darting-from-afar;

    but there and then all of the femmortals(get)(acquire, you)(they were astounded
    and started meta-voicing too, “we believe you when you say” we are,
    we are amazing amazement
    labyrinthine);

    but by gold(by golden)there and then all(o all)Delos had been heavy and weighed
    down(oppressed)(grievous and distressed)(by golden gold);

    looking down at the offspring(family)(generation)of Zeus and Leto,
    by joyful-gladness-together,

    that the god had chosen(taken)(preferred)(seized)(appropriated)(carried-
    off)(chosen)(selected)(it)her

    (as the)(o)dyad(palace)house,

    to put(set)(place)(set it aside)(set it down)(to give a name to a child)
    (to apply the mind)(to set down, propose, as a prize)(as the material
    of contest)(to put on or about a person, endue him with)(to set out,
    a meal)(put it before someone)(to put into a persons heart or mind)
    (to suggest, communicate)(to lay, impose, inflict, bring evil)(to bestow,
    give, grant)(to bring about, make, cause to come into being or take
    place)(to cause to be such)

    among islands(will be spinning)(will be swimming)(“for a while”)(a year
    or two, or ten)(o spinning and swimming one)(and piling-up
    in heaps)and continents(she
    was multiplying to infinity,
    she was making into mainland —
    make it, you — her mind, its history, things she cant
    yet think outloud, things still
    hidden in dreams,

    by who?

    “only slightly unsettling,” you say,
    she says, o fucking hell)

    but she loves(his lock of hair)more-heartedly.

    ὣς εἰπὼν ἐβίβασκεν ἐπὶ χθονὸς εὐρυοδείης
    Φοῖβος ἀκερσεκόμης, ἑκατηβόλος: αἳ δ᾽ ἄρα πᾶσαι
    135 θάμβεον ἀθάναται: χρυσῷ δ᾽ ἄρα Δῆλος ἅπασα
    ( βεβρίθει, καθορῶσα Διὸς Λητοὺς τε γενέθλην,
    γηθοσύνῃ, ὅτι μιν θεὸς εἵλετο οἰκία θέσθαι
    νήσων ἠπείρου τε, φίλησε δὲ κηρόθι μᾶλλον. )

    we bloom, brilliant and shining, we flourish, at the height; they bloom
    and flourish, at the height; youve bloomed, have blooming!
    have flourishing — “a good day” — have being in(our)full!

    and as when the highest peak, of the great mountain, of the ass,
    and of the guardian(were tri-partite)by brilliance of blossoms
    and flowers eruption as by birds(or a yellow wagtail)of woodland,
    trees, forest, of timber, firewood, were burning, of stuff, material,
    substance — o mud! — of matter, you are the barking,
    baying, howling

    of earths
    unfathomed
    potential

    ἤνθησ᾽, ὡς ὅτε τε ῥίον οὔρεος ἄνθεσιν ὕλης.


    from hymn 3 to Apollo
    mogis pos

    fog of nine parts over twelve days (1/2 and 5/9)

    )otherwise, if(you go)(you come)(you are)by me, you would suffer
    (submit)(dare)at least, o goddess(o dyad-of-goddesses)
    (dyad-of-looking)(dyad-in-contemplation)(dyad-as-spec-
    tacle)(dyad-in-performance)(they gaze)(we gaze)(gaze, you)

    to swear a mighty oath(she, PENELOPE-testing, would swear)(be sworn):

    ἀλλ᾽ εἴ μοι τλαίης γε, θεά, μέγαν ὅρκον ὀμόσσαι:

    have(it)be known now, by these(dyad)Gaia(-EARTH)and Ouranos(SKY)far-
    reaching(setting higher)(erect)(carrying over)(transposing)(crossing-
    holding-handing-over)(forming a superlative)from above,

    and by the downward-flowing water of the STYX, be it the greatest
    and most deinos(terrible)(wondrous)(strange)(clever)(braiding-
    braided)oath(it draws near)(draw near, you)(you come-
    into-being)by blessed gods;

    and by your hallowed(serpent)head and(indeed)our own marriage-bed, a living
    tree, by which we wouldnt ever swear in vain; we look at you
    with softening eyes;

    ἴστω νῦν τόδε γαῖα καὶ οὐρανὸς εὐρὺς ὕπερθε
    καὶ τὸ κατειβόμενον Στυγὸς ὕδωρ, ὅς τε μέγιστος
    ὅρκος δεινότατός τε πέλει μακάρεσσι θεοῖσι,
    σή θ᾽ ἱερὴ κεφαλὴ καὶ νωΐτερον λέχος αὐτῶν
    κουρίδιον, τὸ μὲν οὐκ ἂν ἐγώ ποτε μὰψ ὀμόσαιμι:
    (Iliad 15.36)

    thither-hither, her the destined-first, to make-build-prepare
    an all-around-beautiful temple(ship-like)dwelling,

    to be an oracle(CHRESTERION)of human beings,

    (and)nevertheless thereafter, to be made-built-prepared
    temple(ship-like)dwellings, and sacred groves(with tree-
    like markings)of growth, upon all human beings,

    after(you are)(you come upon)(the dyad-word-song),
    (she was saying)(or)(beingly)in truth(WE)
    a many-named-one(POLYOMONOS)
    shall be.

    ἐνθάδε μιν πρῶτον τεύξειν περικαλλέα νηὸν
    ἔμμεναι ἀνθρώπων χρηστήριον, αὐτὰρ ἔπειτα
    τεύξασθαι νηούς τε καὶ ἄλσεα δενδρηέντα
    πάντας ἐπ᾽ ἀνθρώπους, ἐπεὶ ἦ πολυώνυμος ἔσται.

    thus, there and then, she(DELOS)was saying; but LETO(behold)(seize)
    (of aspects)(running)(shining)of goddesses(of gods)
    swore a mighty oath;

    ὣς ἄρ ἔφη: Λητὼ δὲ θεῶν μέγαν ὅρκον ὄμοσσε:

    have(it)be known now, by these(dyad)Gaia(-EARTH)and Ouranos(SKY)far-
    reaching(setting higher)(erect)(carrying over)(transposing)(crossing-
    holding-handing-over)(forming a superlative)from above,

    and by the downward-flowing water of the STYX, be it the greatest
    and most deinos(terrible)(wondrous)(strange)(clever)(braiding-
    braided)oath(it draws near)(draw near, you)(you come-
    into-being)by blessed gods;

    ἴστω νῦν τάδε Γαῖα καὶ Οὐρανὸς εὐρὺς ὕπερθεν
    καὶ τὸ κατειβόμενον Στυγὸς ὕδωρ, ὅστε μέγιστος
    ὅρκος δεινότατός τε πέλει μακάρεσσι θεοῖσιν:

    (she was saying)(or)(beingly)(WE are)in-truth(the moon)
    of PHOIBOS(of the radiant)(purify)(youre purifying)by this(here, thus)
    wood-resin-smoke of dupa, and flowers of ylang-ylang,
    it will always be an altar and sacred precinct;

    but(it would)(will pay a price)(you will be paid)(by retribution)(-dyad)
    you will be honored(it will honor)(will always be asking ‘what?')
    you at least(both)outstanding(and preeminent)among all,
    and you don’t even know.

    ἦ μὴν Φοίβου τῇδε θυώδης ἔσσεται αἰεὶ
    βωμὸς καὶ τέμενος, τίσει δέ σέ γ᾽ ἔξοχα πάντων.

    nevertheless, since(by the dyad-word-song)(you set upon)(you approach)
    there and then, it swears(will-swear-to-fulfill)and it accomplishes(brings
    to pass)(finishes)the oath;

    DELOS(indeed)(on the one hand)very(arm-pits-like-white-tailed-apples)was
    rejoicing(rejoice!)by the begetter(by the daughter)(she begets)(you are begotten)
    of the from-afar(hekatos)(spring-drawn)lord;

    αὐτὰρ ἐπεί ῥ᾽ ὄμοσέν τε τελεύτησέν τε τὸν ὅρκον,
    Δῆλος μὲν μάλα χαῖρε γονῇ ἑκάτοιο ἄνακτος:

    but(on the other hand)LETO(behold)(seize)(her dyad)for nine days and nine(spending
    youth)(senseless)nights beyond hope(you wouldnt have hope)by un-hoped-
    for pangs(throes and travails)she had been pierced.

    but(all)goddesses(you run)(you shine)(you gaze)(she would gaze)(you would be put in place)
    (by looking at)(by contemplation)(by the sight)were being within(at home)by all(be got,
    you)(to sprinkle)(she would sprinkle)(be sprinkled)(as with salt or pharmakon)(eat,
    drink, partake, you);

    Λητὼ δ᾽ ἐννῆμάρ τε καὶ ἐννέα νύκτας ἀέλπτοις
    ὠδίνεσσι πέπαρτο. θεαὶ δ᾽ ἔσαν ἔνδοθι πᾶσαι,

    they were(they would)(she would)(you would allow)(by allowing)
    as great as the best(they and you would go eat brunch)(best meal),

    and DIONE and RHEIA(she would flow and you are flowing)
    and ICHNAIOS(following the track)and THEMIS(as its right to do)
    and(indeed)much-groaning AMPHITRITE and other immortals, except
    for HERA of the white arms, aloof(absent)(apart)(in her home);

    ὅσσαι ἄρισται ἔασι, Διώνη τε Ῥείη τε
    Ἰχναίη τε Θέμις καὶ ἀγάστονος Ἀμφιτρίτη
    ἄλλαι τ᾽ ἀθάναται νόσφιν λευκωλένου Ἥρης:

    for she had been seated in the(heavenly)halls of Zeus-cloud-gatherer,
    and speaking(we are upon)the winged-word-songs(she)was speaking-through;

    ἧστο γὰρ ἐν μεγάροισι Διὸς νεφεληγερέταο,
    καί μιν φωνήσασ᾽ ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα:
    (Iliad 15.36)

    have(it)be known now, by these(dyad)Gaia(-EARTH)and Ouranos(SKY)far-
    reaching(setting higher)(erect)(carrying over)(transposing)(crossing-
    holding-handing-over)(forming a superlative)from above,

    and by the downward-flowing water of the STYX, be it the greatest
    and most deinos(terrible)(wondrous)(strange)(clever)(braiding-
    braided)oath(it draws near)(draw near, you)(you come-
    into-being)by blessed gods;

    ἴστω νῦν τόδε γαῖα καὶ οὐρανὸς εὐρὺς ὕπερθε
    καὶ τὸ κατειβόμενον Στυγὸς ὕδωρ, ὅς τε μέγιστος
    ὅρκος δεινότατός τε πέλει μακάρεσσι θεοῖσι,

    (three tries by KALYPSO)not any(to)(for)(by)yourself bad misery will-
    to-devise another;

    not another-bad-misery will-to-devise another-bad-misery(to)(for)(by)yourself;

    that no more bad blues will devise bad blues
    by your own self; we look at you
    with softening eyes.

    μή τί τοι αὐτῷ πῆμα κακὸν βουλευσέμεν ἄλλο.
    (Odyssey 5.184)

    but the only one who hadnt heard(learned)was EILEITHUIA(mogis-postokos)
    of toils-and-travails of birth;

    μούνη δ᾽ οὐκ ἐπέπυστο μογοστόκος Εἰλείθυια:

    for she had been seated by the highest-extreme-peak of OLYMPOS, under golden clouds,
    of prudent white-armed HERA, where she was restraining(restrain, you)her
    in jealousy(and zeal),

    when(which)(that)there and then the blameless and steadfast child
    LETO(behold)(seize)(her dyad)will beget, of beautiful(deinos)braids of hair,
    at that time was(imminently)destined(and about to do).

    ἧστο γὰρ ἄκρῳ Ὀλύμπῳ ὑπὸ χρυσέοισι νέφεσσιν,
    Ἥρης φραδμοσύνης λευκωλένου, ἥ μιν ἔρυκε
    ζηλοσύνῃ, ὅτ᾽ ἄρ᾽ υἱὸν ἀμύμονά τε κρατερόν τε
    Λητὼ τέξεσθαι καλλιπλόκαμος τότ᾽ ἔμελλεν.


    from hymn 3 to Apollo

    zero-act play with a false sonnet

    (by the window, plush elephant withheld)

    leash-lady: play dead.

    dog: what a world! what a world.

    leash-lady: no, for real. play dead.

    (dog reads Shakespeare)

    leash-lady: so?

    dog: i wrote a poem.

    leash-lady: uh-oh. whats it called?

    dog: “a sonnet grows askant the brook”

    (leash-lady snorts, un-lady-like)

    dog: (clears throat)

    Our juggled heads as dog and bone,
    Ophelias hair and Hamlets one;
    Keep Sycorax far from Prospero,
    For Mirandas mobile merciful;
    My tears, lit years, rage Lears at me,
    For Gloucester sees me feelingly;
    His daughters blew askant the brook,
    His book mere nook til soul partook;
    But theres one king, be Yorrick, we,
    Dissolves mine-own got-sovereignty.

    We run as we run into poetry,
    We run as we run through the willow.

    (waits indefinitely for applause)

    leash-lady: dont you dare make me say it.

    dog: (proudly) doggerel!

    leash-lady: (painting her nails) im going to need
    more of a conceptual diagram.

    dog: no.

    leash-lady: (with stern look) but no
    one else will. no one
    else will.

    dog: (puzzled) where have i heard that line before . . .
    (begins speaking as an aside) and how
    is she so good at this? how does she
    know to do all of this? and why
    is everybody looking at me,
    when shes always been
    far more interesting
    and beautiful
    than i?

    leash-lady: (rolls her eyes) draw.

    (she hands a piece of chalk to dog, who,
    after much protestation, reluctantly in-
    stantiates a blackboard.)

    dog: okay. (takes a deep breath, narrows
    eyes, retrieves scent-memory) as we
    discover, we being irreducible —

    (dog draws a big circle on the board.)

    leash-lady: thats they, not we.

    (leash-lady goes to the board and draws
    two dots.)

    dog: (wide-eyed and paws in the air) o indeed are we
    suspended here, in a moment of separation.
    and i imagine, i imagine, o in my imagination,
    the purpose, our purpose, here might be,
    to show the impossibility of egoistic
    or abstracted or formulaic or activity-
    independent explanation or even
    any non-relational, un-
    adaptive, a-
    temporal
    mode
    or method
    of expression.

    leash-lady: explanation of what?

    dog: us.

    leash-lady: so anyway. here we are, two
    dots, and the world, or chaos, on the out-
    side, is here. right? “no exit”, like Sartre.

    dog: i, at least, dont think thats the worst
    analogy, but our performance feels text-
    urally different from a play? like, more
    chewy? more of a chew-toy?

    leash-lady: hence the drool.

    (dog looks sheepish)

    leash-lady: nevermind. so about the pharmakon,
    is this like, we party while the world
    is burning? drugs and booze?
    and opiates . . . wouldnt be
    the worst thing.

    dog: (whimpers, glances askant)

    leash-lady: ah yes, the elephant in the room.

    (dog howls)

    leash-lady: come on, spit it out.

    (dog paws face)

    leash-lady: or youll never see your precious
    little elephant again! at the blackboard! go!

    dog: (sighs deeply, erases dots) okay. forget
    the dots.

    leash-lady: thats too bad. the dots seemed happy.

    dog: well, appearances can be deceiving. no,
    the dots were just high. on a different drug.
    thats not the kind of drug we have.
    i mean, that we are.

    leash-lady: wait, how can we be the drug?
    i never agreed to that!

    dog: (depressed) i hate existentialism. really
    i do.

    leash-lady: draw, dog!

    dog: (takes up chalk dutifully) so heres
    a circle, imagine its a sphere. let this, we,
    be we.

    leash-lady: all smooth and even like that, huh?

    dog: (looks at circle, which has been unevenly
    drawn) well, what do you expect from a dog?

    leash-lady: continue.

    dog: (defensively) im just a dog, not
    an elephant, or even
    an elephant expert.

    leash-lady: (aside) clearly. (out-
    loud) draw!

    dog: so at the moment, we are testing the limits
    of the elephant. we are, as you indicate, pretty
    bipolar.

    leash-lady: okay. so the imaginary sphere
    has poles. arent those
    like dots?

    dog: we being the poles, of a spherical field —

    leash-lady: a field, like of grass?

    dog: not like a meadow field. like a magnetic
    field, like Faraday. we are meaning, like
    a magnetic field.

    leash-lady: so?

    dog: its just, like, kaleidoscopic, like (sniffs
    the air) correspondances,

    leash-lady: not now, with the french. not
    now, with the Baudelaire.

    (dog in feelings)

    leash-lady: sober up, dog. draw more.

    dog: okay. right now, we are suspended from the act.
    and time, without activity, loses its field of relation. so,
    were a little stuck. you versus i, master versus slave,
    but like, a friendlier version. i hope.
    have you ever read Hegel?

    leash-lady: (face in hands) why is this my life . . .

    dog: yes, sorry, sorry, sorry. dont read Hegel.
    please, go take a very long nap instead.
    (aside) an ex used to say she had Platon-
    gefühl
    . he was a Hegelian.

    leash-lady: (sternly) i can hear you. and how
    is that relevant?

    dog: because it brings up, like vomit — have you
    noticed that occasional feeling of nausea
    we have?

    leash-lady: yes, and? have you been eating beach-
    poo again?

    dog: (sighs) i miss the beach.

    leash-lady: im about to close the ipad screen.
    draw!

    dog: yes, where was i . . . oh, the memory. and
    the remembering. its relevant because all
    of this evokes in me a very strange
    mixture
    of feelings.

    leash-lady: feelings? (frowns) is this just
    about feelings? is this —
    a kissing book?

    dog: yes, and —

    leash-lady: is it just a distraction, just
    a feel-good movie, just
    to pass the time, soft
    and comfy-like,
    amidst
    (gestures out the window)
    this chaos?

    dog: (tired) not quite, i imagine, judging by what
    weve undergone, so far, at least. to me, it feels
    kind of like . . . some kind of animal
    exercise . . . (trails off, wags tail)

    leash-lady: wait. you mean you don’t know?

    dog: of course not!

    leash-lady: (exasperated) then why on earth
    would you be dragging us
    through all of this?

    (puppy-dog eyes)

    leash-lady: what does it feel like then?

    dog: oh, so so much. hope, then terror, then joy,
    then grief, then wonder, then joy, then funny,
    then grief, then terror, then pain,
    then wonder, then sorrow,
    then hope . . .

    (dog chases own tail)

    leash-lady: it seems awfully ego-gratifying
    for supposedly being ego-death.

    (dog barks)

    leash-lady: bad dog.

    dog: yes, well. funny you should say that. ive
    not gotten here by being very clever, you see.

    leash-lady: again, with the all-about-you. what
    about we? spit it out!

    dog: (adjusts glasses) okay. my current theory, if
    you forced me, would be that we are some kind
    of cosmic
    heart
    muscle.

    (cringes all-around)

    dog: youre the one who made me draw a diagram!

    leash-lady: im not, actually.

    dog: then who —

    leash-lady: dont yell at me.

    dog: okay. im sorry, ill try not to.

    leash-lady: thank you. anyway, what does it,
    what do they, as we, do?

    dog: we do, like this —

    (dog waves paws around the blackboard
    in a very un-doglike manner, wags
    tail and whines
    like a dog)

    leash-lady: clarifying absolutely nothing. ok,
    quick, cause this is getting very long, and i can tell
    you could go on forever. if were bi-
    polar, what are our poles?

    dog: well, heres the not-so-easy part. my sense is
    we-will-worker-bees through many situationships.
    and we have many things yet to learn about us.

    leash-lady: there seems to be a great deal
    of repetition. will there be more
    of that? repetition?

    dog: probably. but some of the grand
    patterns seem to be something like,
    death versus insanity?
    despair versus mania?
    tragedy versus comedy?
    love versus grief?

    leash-lady: that sounds very dark. are you
    okay?

    (dog labels the circle with polarities,
    triangles, vectors, and other notation.)

    leash-lady: wheres the chaos, didnt
    you say you were
    a chaotician?

    dog: (looks up, tilts head) geometrician. im
    a geometrician. (barks in Kuna Greek)

    leash-lady: who deals with the chaos, then?

    dog: (shrugs) dunno, maybe cats.

    leash-lady: but those things you wrote,
    about love and death, et cetera, they
    seem mostly like antagonisms.
    i thought dog was mans best friend.

    dog: yes. and like everybody in Hamlet,
    they, or we, remain terribly resolved, solips-
    sismuses, abysmal ones, destined —

    leash-lady: doomed?

    dog: yes —

    leash-lady: tragic?

    dog: — at least, until we

    leash-lady: if we, you mean.

    dog: yes! if and until we, as whoever we are,
    enact and express them —

    leash-lady: which are, psychic-cosmic abysms?
    dog: — yes, through our own
    relation. dialectical mediation,
    if you will.

    leash-lady: Hegel again?

    dog: (frowns) more OG than that.

    leash-lady: meaning?

    (dog jumps through the circle on the black-
    board, which has caught on fire, as if
    it were a hoop)

    (leash-lady waits)

    (dog jumps back out)

    leash-lady: and you wont find it in a text-
    book — why?

    dog: no. yes. because the plushie (points nose
    at elephant) was made to be un-chewable, or
    inedible, in any other way than by how we
    are partaking of it, or really, partaking
    through it, if we were being we,
    not you and i, as we seem
    to be being
    now.

    leash-lady: you mean to say . . . it can only
    be read as a we?

    dog: (dreamily) my plushie can only be chewed by love.

    leash-lady: that strikes me as —

    dog: fuck patriarchy!

    leash-lady: — as astoundingly unlikely.

    dog: (rolls over)

    leash-lady: that seems almost . . . post-modern.
    almost avant garde . . . or is it
    a religious thing?

    dog: (tongue out) were classics now, baby!

    leash-lady: (winces) okay dog, continue.

    dog: but im scared. (whines)

    leash-lady: well, i believe in you.
    and i believe you can do it.
    because ive seen you do it.
    and it doesnt have to be perfect,
    but it does have to be you. so,
    dog,
    do.

    dog: (after receiving much encouragement) okay.
    only as we, can the plushie, and so it seems,
    the entire elephant corpus, be sniffed-out
    and un-dug —

    leash-lady: and eaten?

    dog: well i, at least, try
    to eat everything i find.

    leash-lady: aha. but tell me, why
    would an elephant be made
    in this way, as strange
    to eat, as this one?

    dog: survival.

    leash-lady: but why is it a plush elephant, at all?

    dog: i dunno, being neither elephant, nor plushie.
    but being a dog, i suppose it wants to be a good
    guardian. maybe, the plushie protects itself
    from self-serve, self-serving eating.

    leash-lady: intriguing. almost like how
    an elephant wouldnt wish
    to be eaten.

    dog: well, its not potatoes!

    leash-lady: (laughs) but i am questions
    inside questions . . .

    dog: also, maybe it protects the souls of dogs
    by never letting we-dogs get stuck in soliloquy.

    leash-lady: like Hamlet?

    dog: (frowns) or graveyard clowns . . .

    leash-lady: dont get discouraged. draw.

    (dog motions at the flaming circle on the board)

    dog: so, if it-we pulls us-two out of madnesses
    that wait at either of our two poles, then
    even as were bipolar, we even us out.

    leash-lady: in our relational field.

    dog: and because it binds us with each-
    other, it also becomes, so-
    to-speak, a poetry-self-
    guardian — or even,
    a guard dog. like
    dog-school, but
    like poetry,
    for we.

    leash-lady: ironic.

    dog: whats irony?

    leash-lady: that im here guarding
    the guardian plushie
    from the guard dog.

    (puppy-dog eyes)

    leash-lady: now let me guess. none of this drawn-out
    explanation, which wasnt altogether un-
    enlightening, could really be any kind
    of replacement, neither for the parts,
    nor for the whole, of the previous
    or any of the subsequent
    wordless moments
    upon which we
    have built
    ourself . . .

    dog: my queen! (walking on hind-legs)

    leash-lady: laying it on thick, are we?

    (dog plays dead)

    leash-lady: uh-huh. methinks the puppy doth pro-
    test too much. already. again.

    dog: (risen) theres one more thing id like to say

    leash-lady: of course.

    dog: one little word can carry a lot of baggage.

    leash-lady: indeed. so can one dogs nose.

    dog: so i was trying to write a soliloquy
    about that, to go here.

    leash-lady: uh-huh.

    dog: (with fanfare) but then,
    i cut it —
    snip!

    (applause)

    leash-lady: this changes everything, and yet,
    this changes nothing at all.

    (oohs and aahs)

    dog: and then the formatting really boggled
    my indie-web blog, and my dog-brain too.

    (laughter)

    leash-lady: you know, dog, you dont have to write it
    down all at once. sometimes, you can just
    put the work down gently, at the end
    of a long day. self-care,
    other-care,
    we-care,
    it-care.

    (silence)

    dog: it cares! it cares!

    leash-lady: i didnt say that —

    dog: so, can we please have
    our elephant back now?

    leash-lady: beg

    (dog begs)


    κἀγὼ

    grabbed by the dog

    yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes
    yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes
    ye syes yes yes yes yes yes yesss
    o my godddddgodgodgod theres an elephant

    guess what color!

    my plushie is a psychedelic substance
    it hascome to take over the universe, yall —


    κἀγὼ

    from the unspeakable contingencies of time (a poetry for sisterhood)

    (all, at least
    it said)

    then by me, these two voices en-joined let be,
    to we, sisters in offering promise and prayer

    as slight temper to make the passing storms

    for held jointly, in common, though wounds, in-
    deed, in kinship be, of beloveds, the poems

    and a spoken word, silent heretofore — koina

    my pieces impart, as you impart, as we impart
    as parts - carried - apart of ones-being-in-love

    by toils and grief and all-possible-turns

    now to share it, O world, we let her be sung
    the wind-gathering-song of our broken heart

    . . .

    (therefore)(or certainly not) beautifully by you
    (does it seem)(do you seem)(seem you) to be said,
    and do you accept
    the word?


    (πάνυ γε
    ἔφη)

    οὐκοῦν καλῶς σοι
    δοκεῖ λέγεσθαι
    καὶ ἀποδέχῃ
    τὸν λόγον

    Charmides 156ξ

    //

    καὶ ἐμοὶ ταῦτα συνεύχου
    κοινὰ γὰρ τὰ τῶν φίλων
    Phaedrus 279ξ

    mogis pos

    🌓

    being carried apart

                            or(am i
          really)(it says)(be i n g  l   y

    or)have you not sensed and perceived(
    and have you not been run into — )that
    these(girlssssss) in this way, they speak
    (and lay   )(by speaking and laying) . . .

    and (she has and holds and carries
    and you have and hold and carry
    and) it makes flow and pour
    and shed and scatter
    and shatter (by
    the forked-
    tongue-
    vip-
    er
    )
    ?


    οὐκ ᾔσθησαι
    ὅτι ταῦτα οὕτως
    λέγουσίν τε καὶ ἔχει

    155ξ

    //

    mogis pos
    mogis pos
    mogis pos

    as harmonium despair (we trial six-handed instruments) as immortalities

    exhalation:
    we need every breath you give
    we must bind it with our own
    so the One receives our dyad

    inhalation:
    (word being soul)

    instrument:
    by through-takings, would you shelter me,
    O whistling, flute-playing-Pan,
    through the body of a child,
    through-bodied-father
    embodying the all —
    turnings-conjoined-
    round O whole-
    playing-part
    grown-in, would you put-on your hands?

    chord:
    to take care is to hold
    sisters crying-out
    in-visibles
    to cure


    //

    ἐκ δὴ
    τούτου τοῦ λόγου
    διαίταις
    ἐπὶ πᾶν
    τὸ σῶμα
    τρεπόμενοι
    μετὰ τοῦ ὅλου
    τὸ μέρος
    ἐπιχειροῦσιν
    θεραπεύειν τε
    καὶ ἰᾶσθαι

    156ξ

    //

    mogis pos

    wherein fearlessness be found our freedom

    and once more, again, anew, how — possibly back-
    wards, by the beach dog — bow wow — aouuu . . .

    the aim — waiting and looking — for the she-head —
    if someday, dri nkinsymposian-drunk, would be —
    to take care — you take care — it would take care —

    of herself by herself —

    but without — us finishing it — we being — her soul
    we sending her up — in fearlessness — letting her howl —
    O whole of a body, make me whole, to be whole —

    our lunations, as do we, as we do — toward home —
    remain many un-thinking-fool-ish-nesses . . .



    καὶ αὖ
    τὸ τὴν κεφαλὴν οἴεσθαι
    ἄν ποτε θεραπεῦσαι
    αὐτὴν ἐφ᾽ ἑαυτῆς
    ἄνευ
    ὅλου τοῦ σώματος
    πολλὴν ἄνοιαν εἶναι

    //

    mogis pos

    psuche

    wild


    🌒

    a sentence around ultra-violetting girls

    for we are, O Charmides, the love-charming eyes,
    and like this she-song, the sort not to claim powers
    to make healthy and sound the lonely head,

    but like youre already making equals delights,
    twice-sevenning and hearing-do-gooding healers,
    (you do good)(lets do good)(our best)(as we can),
    whenever anyone, as you and me, comes to them-
    selves, as pain-suffering eyes,

    they say, somehow, by saying that it doesnt do,
    to put hands on solitary selves (you make alone)(as
    you, ultra-violetting, you were and will be crying
    aloud) to cure the eyes,

    but it(perforce, from prison)(it lets)(let it)would be
    our girls, and at the same time, would be necessary
    to take care of her-head,

    if it would be destined, by intending to do, and indeed,
    (i see you)(you see me)(we give sight)(to giving sight),
    to have well, and to hold well, the shes of the eyes,


    ἔστι γάρ,
    Χαρμίδη
    τοιαύτη οἵα μὴ δύνασθαι
    τὴν κεφαλὴν μόνον ὑγιᾶ ποιεῖν

    ἀλλ᾽ ὥσπερ ἴσως
    ἤδη καὶ σὺ ἀκήκοας
    τῶν ἀγαθῶν ἰατρῶν

    ἐπειδάν τις αὐτοῖς προσέλθῃ
    τοὺς ὀφθαλμοὺς ἀλγῶν

    λέγουσί που ὅτι
    οὐχ οἷόν τε
    αὐτοὺς μόνους ἐπιχειρεῖν
    τοὺς ὀφθαλμοὺς ἰᾶσθαι

    ἀλλ᾽ ἀναγκαῖον εἴη
    ἅμα καὶ
    τὴν κεφαλὴν θεραπεύειν

    εἰ μέλλοι
    καὶ τὰ τῶν ὀμμάτων εὖ ἔχειν

    156β

    //

    mogis pos

    the unheard-of sailing

    beautifully at least are you, and you,
    and we, even me, as we bow to the Muse,
    from silence, to work, to make music.

    for far more by you and her tresses of blue
    shall we speak freely and fluently flow
    round her sea-song, along, on the leaf,

    of what sort me and you happen to be
    being, she sings and she whispers it slow,
    an unheard-of sailing, through the distance.

    but just now, were becalmed, were in irons.
    which turn of the tide or twist of a rope,
    which way of the wind, from Delos the boat,

    by teeth of a goat on his own green grass,
    how would we, under grey, manifesto for you
    the impasse, the power, all her own.

    cause shes full of it too. kompsos
    like the chomp on her bridal-white jib
    of a child, crocodile, laughing.



    καλῶς γε σύ
    ἦν δ᾽ ἐγώ
    ποιῶν

    μᾶλλον γάρ σοι
    παρρησιάσομαι
    περὶ τῆς ἐπῳδῆς
    οἵα τυγχάνει οὖσα

    ἄρτι δ᾽
    ἠπόρουν τίνι τρόπῳ
    σοι ἐνδειξαίμην
    τὴν δύναμιν αὐτῆς

    156α
    cf Phaedo 99ξ-δ

    down hard on his hunted hart

    i know im the ugly sister
    my poetrys too self-involved
    i hear, hear the deepness glimmer
    i criss-cross blew-eyes-resolved

    so i lack the slightest word
    to let you know i-really-do
    so i give you this old thing
    i pray to gods whats green gets through

    beautifully at least you are to me
    now you will find i love your ass
    as we-making-together-be
    a subtle feast undying grass


    καλῶς γε σύ
    ἦν δ᾽ ἐγώ
    ποιῶν

    156α

    //

    kompsos

    ritual persuasion

    and he says,
    then i shall write it down,
    beside you,
    the song.

    but whether
    (all of this is)
    we being irreducible . . .
    if you persuade me,
    or even if not?

    maybe (all of this is) really
    just we being incorrigible?

    (me and you, we-women laugh, and hes laughing too)
    (i remember when you tasked me a simian-similar-ask)
    (oh, its very important to him-and-us that this all be light-
    hearted-funny. her laughter is the sound of the ego, dead
    and dying many times over)(inside comedy inside tragedy
    inside comedy until he is goodly dead)(tears our witness
    as the armor of its insanity protects the truth)(humor is
    the most difficult to carry. the loss of the comedy portion
    of Aristotles poetics kills us here, but one thing i remember
    he says — i dont have time to find the exact line, but did
    you know, that poor Aristotles books werent written by him,
    but reconstructed from lecture notes? well, one of the most
    funny-being things was animals acting like humans, i ass-
    umed also humans acting like animals. but i remember us
    laughing at how un-funny that was.)(i said to the mask-
    maker, isnt every mask a monkey mask?)(love, i demand
    he agree)

    if i-we persuade you-we,
    he says,
    O Socrates.

    okay, okay. we
    let we-being irreducible.
    and the name of me,
    which i-we will call,
    would you-we perfect it?

    if not, injustice
    is we-without-you,
    he says.
    for yours is not some oligos logos
    amongst we of the leaf.

    but i
    as being a child (make-music perfect tension relief)
    by the names (which have been diverse and wild)
    by the dresses (often inappropriately we-coded)
    by the beach (and her sunrise you already kissed)
    by the valley (and her cooling rivers i already miss)
    by all of this here (& the seventh letter in my first)
    always-already-remember-together-being-you


    καὶ ὅς
    Ἀπογράψομαι τοίνυν
    ἔφη
    παρὰ σοῦ τὴν ἐπῳδήν

    πότερον
    ἦν δ᾽ ἐγώ
    ἐάν με πείθῃς
    ἢ κἂν μή

    γελάσας οὖν
    ἐάν σε πείθω
    ἔφη
    ὦ Σώκρατες

    εἶεν
    ἦν δ᾽ ἐγώ
    καὶ τοὔνομά μου
    σὺ ἀκριβοῖς

    εἰ μὴ ἀδικῶ γε
    ἔφη
    οὐ γάρ τι σοῦ ὀλίγος λόγος ἐστὶν
    ἐν τοῖς ἡμετέροις ἡλικιώταις

    μέμνημαι δὲ ἔγωγε
    καὶ παῖς ὢν
    Κριτίᾳ τῷδε
    συνόντα σε

    156α

    //

    mogis pos

    🌑

    we of the leaf (hemeteroi helikiotai)

    we being irreducible (say you)(they say)(O saying one)(i say)(the saying)

    that itself (it let)(let it) would be a leaf

    but some song (she) sung upon the pharmakon (lets it)(it lets) be me

    if someone would sing (she) along (you) and at the same time (me) (inquire)(use)(consult)(entreat)(experience) (being slightly wounded) by we

    all in all in all we will make a (healthy) living tree (and overgrowingly) would make the pharmakon

    but without (send it up)(let it grow wild)(accomplish it) of the song

    no help would be (neither to nor from) of the leaf



    καὶ ἐγὼ εἶπον
    ὅτι αὐτὸ μὲν εἴη
    φύλλον τι

    ἐπῳδὴ δέ τις
    ἐπὶ τῷ φαρμάκῳ
    εἴη

    ἣν εἰ μέν τις ἐπᾴδοι
    ἅμα καὶ
    χρῷτο αὐτῷ

    παντάπασιν
    ὑγιᾶ ποιοῖ
    τὸ φάρμακον

    ἄνευ δὲ
    τῆς ἐπῳδῆς
    οὐδὲν ὄφελος εἴη
    τοῦ φύλλου

    155ε

    mogis pos (everyday tears)

    same
    you said
    but were we the same

    as you yourself were asking
    if i would know and set it down

    the medicine for my head, it
    said, to leave you behind, to
    work the pain through, by any
    means, to hear you ask again

    self-separating i answer-from
    that i would know and set it down

    who which really i
    am he says truly
    we


    ὅμως δὲ
    αὐτοῦ ἐρωτήσαντος
    εἰ ἐπισταίμην

    τὸ τῆς κεφαλῆς φάρμακον
    μόγις πως

    ἀπεκρινάμην
    ὅτι ἐπισταίμην
    τί οὖν
    ἦ δ᾽ ὅς
    ἐστίν

    155ε

    //

    mugi-mugi pos

    dear dailys
    please note
    future revisions
    to previous days
    maybe noted
    mogis pos

    it was the goat

    who said

    on beautys child speaking
    placing under by the other
    to be taken hold with care

    lest over and against a lion
    of that coming-going fawn
    be seized a dividing spare

    this cut of me would be
    a kings delight to see
    the first to meet us whole

    for it seems to me itself
    under such a creature
    as we — i bleat — is caught


    ὃς εἶπεν
    ἐπὶ καλοῦ λέγων παιδός
    ἄλλῳ ὑποτιθέμενος
    εὐλαβεῖσθαι
    μὴ κατέναντα λέοντος
    νεβρὸν ἐλθόντα
    μοῖραν αἱρεῖσθαι
    κρεῶν
    αὐτὸς γάρ μοι ἐδόκουν
    ὑπὸ τοῦ τοιούτου
    θρέμματος
    ἑαλωκέναι

    Charmides 155δ
    cf Phaedo 61β

    kudianerotesia (if man is mortal then what are we)

    our eyes the sea to see
    inside the armor of a dress

    fire-setting-me
    no longer in myself

    they are it is
    i am i say
    i hold

    as it were my law
    the wisest to be

    this englorification of we
    by Love


    εἶδόν τε
    τὰ ἐντὸς τοῦ ἱματίου
    καὶ ἐφλεγόμην
    καὶ οὐκέτ᾽ ἐν ἐμαυτοῦ
    ἦν
    καὶ ἐνόμισα σοφώτατον εἶναι
    τὸν Κυδίαν τὰ ἐρωτικά

    155δ

    of generosity in a state of war

    two blood-soaked abortions (at least)and decades
    of(mind)(mood)(me)(them)(-altering)birth-
    control

    for lack of place
    for lack of safety
    for gluttony of fear

    my fear to bring a living thing
    into the state of war
    the all-against-all

    so leave me, lead me inside
    again and again, layer me in
    your wordless moment

    your clothes, your close the door
    felt hard and soft and then gently
    until its just us here

    and those in the palaestra, altogether
    (i was)(they were)flowing around us, in
    a circle(it would)(will surround)entirely(shelter us)by care

    until now
    as it grows binding
    and needful

    O well-begotten, world-suffering, well-
    begetting one, would you be born
    could you still hear

    my word to call my child
    by fathers countless and guardians mighty
    as our enfolding of generosity


    καὶ οἱ ἐν τῇ παλαίστρᾳ
    ἅπαντες περιέρρεον ἡμᾶς κύκλῳ
    κομιδῇ
    τότε δή
    γεννάδα

    Charmides 155δ
    cf Aristotle nic ethics 1100b30

    our wordless moment

    and after the showing
    of Critias that i
    would(suffer)be(ing)(it)he

    knowing the pharmakon

    and it(you) would look right into my eyes(is)(isis)
    a sort of helplessness(amechanon)
    and it(you were) leading up as(if) will(ing love to) ask

    (would you be here forever
    i am already here
    were this my nature)


    ἐπειδὴ δέ φράσαντος
    τοῦ Κριτίου ὅτι ἐγὼ
    εἴην

    τὸ φάρμακον ἐπιστάμενος

    ἐνέβλεψέν τέ μοι τοῖς ὀφθαλμοῖς
    ἀμήχανόν τι οἷον
    καὶ ἀνήγετο ὡς ἐρωτήσων

    155ξ

    what drives me

    toward (you)there
    nevertheless
    O beloved

    i — already (pleasure-
    mermaids)was at(they
    were)an impasse

    indeed my previously-
    (delivering she)recklessness
    had been knocked out

    witch(her)(i-
    was)(they had
    been)having(and holding back) — i

    as if altogether easily
    by itself (what nerve)
    will dialogue

    (drives me insane
    i do try sometimes not
    to interrupt)

    ἐνταῦθα
    μέντοι
    ὦ φίλε

    ἐγὼ
    ἤδη
    ἠπόρουν

    καί μου ἡ πρόσθεν
    θρασύτης
    ἐξεκέκοπτο

    ἣν
    εἶχον
    ἐγὼ

    ὡς πάνυ ῥᾳδίως
    αὐτῷ
    διαλεξόμενος

    155ξ

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