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Sing for Our Time Too
Declamation given by Christie DeNizio (Dec. 2016)

Text:
Sing to me of the man, Muse, 
the man of twists and turns
Driven time and again off course
Many pains he suffered, Heartsick on the open sea
Launch out on his story, Muse, daughter of Zeus
Start from where you will --- Sing for our time too (1)

And yes I said yes I will yes (2)

Then I felt too
That I might take this opportunity
To tie up a few loose ends
Only of course
Loose ends can never be properly tied
One is always producing new ones
Time, like the sea, Unties all knots (3)

We are such inward secret creatures
That inwardness the most amazing thing about us
Even more amazing than our reason
But we cannot just walk into the cavern and look around (3)

Out of the nothingness and the undifferentiated mass
To make something of herself! But what? (4)

Amidst a waste of wild air and brackish waters
And the seaharvest of shells and tangle and veiled grey sunlight (5)
Completely submerged – the pure cold abyss (6)

History is a nightmare from which I am trying to awake (2)

O Sleepless as the river under thee,
Vaulting the sea
The prairies’ dreaming sod
Unto us lowliest sometimes weep, descend
And of the curveship lend a myth to God (7)

My dear friend
I write this to you
while riding the F train
into Brooklyn (8)

I search for the language
That is also yours --- (9)

And yes I said yes I will yes (2)

All we do is for this frightened thing
We call Love,
Want and Lack (9)
His heart danced upon her movements
like a cork upon a tide
He heard what her eyes said to him
And knew that
in some dim past,
whether in life or reverie
he had heard their tale before (5)

Of course Reading
and Thinking
are important, but my god
Food is important too (3)

I eat a slightly stale
No.
a stale piece of carrot cake
at that Diner on 202
I had to go – Return - I Never Left -
Home
to look at things
I wish I had been able to go inside (6)

How can I spend my life away from the Home
that you feel like? (8)
And Yes I said Yes I will Yes (2)

But then,
When the happy gods bring on the long hard times
Bear them he must, against his will
And steel his heart.
Our lives, our mood and mind
As we pass across the earth
Turn as the days turn….  (1)

Let the State Tremble
Let the Nation Weep
Let Congress Legislate its own delight
Let the president execute his own desire
--- FUCK THAT --- (6)
This Act
Done by my own voice
Nameless Mystery —
Published to my own Senses
Blissfully received by my own Form
Approved with pleasure by my Sensations
Manifested of my very Thought
Accomplished in my own Imagination
All realms within my consciousness fulfilled (9)

For we can still love the world
Who find a famished kitten on the step
And know recesses for it from the fury of the street (10)

I lift my voice Aloud
Make Mantra of American Language NOW
I here declare the end of war!
Ancient days’ illusion!
And pronounce words beginning my own millennium (9)

You made me confess the fears that I have
But I will tell you
Also
What I do not fear.
I do not fear to be alone
Or to be spurned for another
Or to leave whatever I have to leave.
And I am not afraid
To make a mistake
Even a great mistake
A lifelong mistake
And perhaps as long as an eternity too (5)

Sing to me of the man, Muse, 
the man of twist and turns
Driven time and again off course
Many pains he suffered, Heartsick on the open sea
Launch out on his story, Muse, Daughter of Zeus
Start from where you will --- Sing for our time too (1)

And through all sound of gaiety and quest
Have heard a kitten in the wilderness (10)

Sources:
1         Homer. Odyssey
2        James Joyce. Ulysses
3        Iris Murdoch. The Sea, The Sea
4        D.H. Lawrence. The Rainbow
5        Joyce. A Portrait of the Artist As A Young Man
6        From the private journal of the artist
7        Hart Crane. “To Brooklyn Bridge”
8        From a letter sent to the artist
9        Allen Ginsberg. “Wichita Vortex Sutra”
10       Hart Crane. “Chaplinesque”

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