dada

How much there is in the world I do not want,
who knows the utility of futility?
awake, arise, or be forever fallen,
antithesis…

what soon grows old? gratitude…
all men by nature desire knowledge,
education is the best provision for old age.

does piety requires us to honor truth
above our friends?

well begun is half done,
creation is the same as destruction,
we flatter ourselves.

each mortal thing does one thing
and the same; you should go
to a pear tree for pears,
not to an elm.

may I hold you, as I sink,
with my failing hand?

dada self-portrait

in the midst of life we are in death
poets tell many lies,
the philosophers tend to give with one hand
and take away with the other.
All knowledge that the world has ever received comes from the mind;
the infinite library of the universe is in our own mind,
the softest things in the world overcome
the hardest things in the world,
non-being penetrates that in which there is no space
through this I know the advantage of taking no action.
I am not at all interested in immortality, only in the taste of tea.
Don’t eat your heart.
Granting our wish one of Fate’s saddest jokes is.

What you do not want done to yourself,
do not do to others.
Nothing endures but change,
let things flow naturally forward
in whatever way they like.
Wisdom outweighs any wealth,
and one evil, ignorance…
you cannot teach a crab to walk straight.

in the midst of life we are in life
poets tell no lies,
the philosophers tend to give with one hand
and take away with the other,
nothing is easier than self-deceit
for what each man wishes, that he also believes to be true…

the horse

It is true that I believed in the immense privilege of living.
Each step amplified in me old but always mobile adorations.
It was a tree, the night, whole forests of roads,
or the sky and its troubled life, certainly the sun.
One day I saw solitude.
At the top of hill, a horse, alone, immobile, was planted in an arrested universe.
So my love, suspended in time, gathered to itself in one instant its petrified memory.
Life and death completed each other, all doors open to possible prolongations.
For once, without sharing in the meaning of things, I saw.
I isolated my vision, enlarging its borders infinitely.
I left for later the concern of seeing what one was to see.
But who could maintain that the promises had been kept?

Tristan Tzara

apology

Let the speaker speak truly and the judge decide justly
…because they were good workmen they also knew all sorts of high matters, and this defect in them overshadowed their wisdom.
He, O men, is the wisest, who, like Socrates, knows that his wisdom is in truth worth nothing
but the truth is, O men of Athens, that God only is wise;
this villainous misleader of youth,
the envy and detraction of the world,
no one knows whether death may not be the greatest good,
hitherto,
pilgrimage…

Plato

The Lion Tamer Remembers

look at me and be color
later
your laugh eats sun for hares
for chameleons
squeeze my body between two thick lines
let famine be light
sleep do you see we are heavy blue
antelope on a glacier ear
in the stones
lovely frontiers—hear the stone
old fisherman cold tall on
new letter learn the girls
in iron wire and sugar return
long time the bottles are tall
like white parasols listen
roll roll red

in the colonies
memory odor of a clean pharmacy
old servant
joyful horse and cereals
horn cry
flute
baggage obscure menageries
bite saw do you want
horizontal to see

Tristan Tzara