Meditation 1
corruptive
principle
incessant
production
as
supplement in
the
event of
capture
(i
relish
that
challenge)
it
was
not you but
my
thoughts about
you
that i didn't like
i
was always
practicing
for another
life
though
one wonders
the
only elements of
design
on
the
site of art be simple
and
possible to think
all
detours necessary here
comes
the illusion intervals
within
harmony disease
in
substitution a sort of
happy
pause that which
causes
the present
to
pass the malign
element
of melody so
that
moral effect be
operated
on
expressing
the passions a
virgin
language or phantom
of
alienation will erase
the
past or dialectical replay
in
which all neighbors are plexiglas
Meditation 2
distinct
and obscure
assorted political
dementia orchestrated by
the death instinct by
way of disguise the pleasure
principle
founded a new philosophy
beyond
false movement recalling
imaginary
events in which they are
inserted but only halfway
stability
and immobility of
contrary subjects they
governed
a priori absence if
all parasites be poets and
events less than memory
Meditation 3
The body is jumbled woods
and everything has gone away
vulture in a tomb of violent
stars
gathers up the evasive
imprint of muddied water
upon
that flying dot
she deferred her pain
towards contained places
the plunge begins where the
thrust
leaves off
destroying a living woman
along with the illegible
itinerary of
her sleep
motionless winds fence in
your field
so as to lay out your bones
in a tight
circle
a taste for tortured water
you will stretch out to your
skin's
farthest limits
but it's a poor summer in
and life is a long murder
your life-span stretches
over at least
an acre of birds
from arm to hillside
yet my gaze erases them
with a tattered cloth of
smiles
Ekleksographia #1
January 2009
Poems
Jane Joritz-Nakagawa
Jane's third book of poems, EXHIBIT C, has been
published by Ahadada (Fall 2008). Her other poetry books are Skin Museum (2006)
and Aquiline
(2007). Meditations 1 through 3 are part of a fourth book in
progress. Meditation 1 contains a phrase from Gilles
Deleuze's Difference
and Repetition. Meditation 3 is comprised of lines written
by various poets found in the book Women's
Poetry in France 1965–95, selected and
translated by Michael Bishop.