Friday, May 1, 2015
small baltimore
Small Baltimore
Ernest
Hemingway brought his portable typewriter
to class
this morning and tap tap tapped out a short
story.
tap
tap tap tap tap tap
tap tap tap tap
tap tap
You could
hear mind-a-work. Morse code.
(suffers
in translation: tappety tap tap):
No one
mentioned the obtrusion, sonic disruption—
or even
glanced up or at each other in recognition
of the common
blow to our protocol—offense to
status quo. Challenge.
We went about our thinking & writing business—
nonchalant. No big deal.
Arthur
Koestler. in The Act of Creation. says the
origin of
humor, science, and art are all 3 generated
by the
same thing: collision—when 2 opposing
realms
(fashions,
habits, cultures, customs, conventions)
collide.
Bang. Bump. Crash.
He calls
it the “bisociation of matricies”—wombs
knocking
against each other, whelms at war,
hustera, hysterics.—bang
ooo, ouch, shit, damnit:
hurts—no doubt.
Origins.
Ha—that
makes me laugh
Aha—that makes
me think
Ah—the humanity!..
Humor,
Science, Art:
all three
diverse reactions to the
same confounding
catalyst: catastrophe,
crash, collision.—a
consternation.
Collide
Disruption.
Perturbation.
How do
you frame it?
Meaning: a
difference that makes a difference.
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