the philosopher’s lamp

The philosophers lamp by René Magritte

The philosophers lamp by René Magritte



the saloon! the speaker
suddenly exclaimed:
clinging with one hand

a few seconds
darkness aided by the faint

and having watched for
the spar deck above their
heads, his comrade
which was suspended from
the direction of his finger

Major Bellamy, followed
to the rail which ran round
pointed eagerly into the
gleam of the electric lamp

text was taken and deconstructed from a random book.
Clinging with one hand to the rail which ran round the saloon, the speaker pointed eagerly into the darkness. Aided by the faint gleam of the electric lamp which was suspended from the spar deck above their heads, his comrade, Major Bellamy, followed the direction of his finger, and having watched for a few seconds, suddenly exclaimed:

Today at dVerse Form for all, Charles wants us to go Avant-garde and try methods of dada or cut-up poetry of the Beat poets. I’m travelling so I will get back later.

29 responses to “the philosopher’s lamp

  1. haha…really cool what came out of the mix here björn..i find a fascinating tool and it takes us along paths we wouldn’t usually go..
    hope you’re enjoying your travels..

  2. OK, Bjorn, this piece hums with irrationality & DaDaist aplomb. Kind of reminds me of the “found poetry” form. Love how somehow each of us found throughlines in the absurdity & verbose chaos.

  3. Interesting, isn’t it? I think it works far better on an intellectual level than on an emotional one. Mine too.

  4. Wonderfully written from an old text Bjorn. I think you have integrated the technique and produced an original text. I would love to hear how you did this.

  5. Excellent deconstruction Björn – love Major Bellamy’s eagerness!

    Anna :o]

  6. Oh yeah, I love this! Especially this:

    “his comrade
    which was suspended from
    the direction of his finger”

    … and the last two lines.

  7. …i didn’t get the whole thing honestly… quite vague and started to get lost t’wards the latter part… but then i think this is the essence of dadaist poetry… to entertain more than to solicit understanding… well in that case i was entertained… your title was as intriguing as well… smiles…

  8. Loved it! The words twist and I believe, that is the beauty of Dada, it gets your brain churning out of the confines of regular language…So nice.

  9. Björn- this has a surrealist quality to it in addition to Dadaist; this is one of the strongest pieces I’ve read from the list of links. I liked the comrade suspended from the direction of his finger too, but the opening stanza for some reason made me laugh, which is far, far too rare in poetry.
    the saloon! the speaker
    suddenly exclaimed:
    It just strikes me as a very-well-written non sequitur. It’s a funny thing to exclaim. Good job. -Mike

  10. This reads as if there are two choices–the saloon! or the gleam of the philosopher’s lamp. Can’t we have both!? Very well done!

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