Safe Net Usb Superpro/ultra Pro

Poetry

Poetry

; you may live

Vêtue

grand soleil             d’intuitions fulgurantes

                                    de prairies ondoyantes

; under the mouth of the wind

you lived invisible

, among the fireflies

roadsides

your face reflected

; the wonders of the track Milky

you did not have enough sky

among the people lost

seeking a savior

between pages of the Book

; you lived

like a pearl

; the seabed

; with gestures elliptic

Your réglais in silence

choreography sumptuous

; octopus from fish hippocampus

Starfish and algae fluorescent

you were the wings of the mountains

; the source of cloud

while you took root

; to come off soon

as flakes Snow

the eyelashes of a child

; you did bloom

; charred seeds

the warriors strewed

with fire and death

you lived then

fountain or fire

; as a gift from gods

Andre Chenet (Unpublished)

Dear Readers and Friends of Danger Poetry

We will continue to live poetry with passion so that it does not Dead Letter or sanitized in literature anthologies heavy as tombs. It clarifies and extends our beautiful brief passage on this earth if it is abused and the ferment of our fraternal aspirations not imagine a better future but to create it with courage and generosity,

I wish you a very happy new revolution in poetry,

Andre Chenet

Letter to Olivier Viscont :

Viscont Dear Olivier,

Thank you for your good review of Danger poetry, especially in this time of return to formal poetry, narrative (after all, very literary) you are able to discern an acute one of the reasons to me brought to the creation of this online journal: in a time of great global upheaval (both locational, environmental and political) poetry, through those who claim it does not remain benign.

We are at the critical point where human beings, people will be completely deprived of their collective responsibilities. Insidious propaganda undermines what Paul Eluard called "immediate life" where is our freedom to be. One to think, wonder, love, to fraternize.

there is now a kind of suffering which will inform subtracted from a privileged minority, protected by tax havens and their purchasing power.

I'm not saying that the poet must necessarily deliver a political message through watchwords provocative but in these times of increasing human misery and loss of freedoms, that he engages in the fields of collective consciousness is his responsibility to confuse the legitimate refusal of the die-hungry, the marginalized, the repressed victims of an economic system without qualms that form, if the Looked at closely, the vast majority of world population.

The songs of the poets, whatever the time, have never been neutral. They are recovered progressively by an elite carefully handpicked not alter the case.

My traveling companions (André Laude, Tristan Cabral, Emma K, Jean-Marc Lafreniere, Erwin Christian Andersen, Dom Corrias, Ghyslaine Leloup, Cristina Castello ... and others with whom I communicate fairly regularly and that I could not even publish ...), were not content to write poetry gesture for beauty alone. They feed on all legitimate rebellion in the near future, should lead to highly creative acts of unprecedented situations.

They are processed, so to speak, through the very real and dangerous situations in which their consciences bear lit up voices, dreams and aspirations that belonged to them more: their speech is releasing restrictions and personal injury led to the increasingly counting of themselves, of questionings painful and tragic.

As

love breaks all our certitudes and shakes our foundations intimate poetry proceeds by lightning tearing the fabric protectors of our comfort and our habits. Much it stirs our rejection of a dehumanized world, as it leads us to the heights of vision.

Ultimately, I hope at least be worthy of the poets I publish a constantly renewed fervor.

You had an expression could not be more specific about Mr. Darwish and A. Laude "the carvers of the cry" which, undoubtedly, gives me the full measure of your sincerity.

Through you, I salute all the "frogs " as well as our distant ancestors "frogs". And especially Serge Mathurin, who I was talking on the phone last night. Sincerely,

Andre Chenet

Read the article by Olivier Viscont to: @ rt- chignaned

How Do A Business License Look

body "after" The body

Can fearless cliché evoking the metaphor of "ruins" to describe the body "after"?
child leaves behind a body through an open body. This opening becomes irritated and sometimes become infected. Sex is a wound - which is never just another form of opening ... Pending healing, childbirth is experienced like a wound, there exists another physiological process that injures the body at this point? Another bodily function so traumatic?
traumatic as aesthetically speaking, of course: the body is left soft, empty, flaccid. The roundness of the breasts replaces gelatinous belly, there is always a projection, but as misplaced. The hormonal upheaval also causes hair loss, loss of blood and various fluids, incontinence due to the decay of muscle tissue. The body is moved, he loses, he escapes.
The mother herself has changed his identity thanks to this debacle, since is actually increased from 1 to 2. We can probably consider that the transformation of the body is as somatization early schizophrenic crisis facing it. The violence prompted the process to think his body "before" as a paradise lost.
It must then engage in a relearning of herself, at the exact moment when the child, in turn, explores and discovers the potential of this new body out of the maternal matrix. Relearning of urination, defecation, sexuality. Alternative Learning
of breastfeeding: the flow of milk, handling the baby's body, care of nipples. Do mourning for certain functions, master new.
More importantly, the rediscovery of blood flow, which had disappeared during the long months of gestation. And soon, awaiting rediscovery of rules. Cyclical time resumes running after the linearity of the pregnancy.

I Masterbated My Father

"during"

Pregnancy is an invasion granted.
How was the experience she lived in the absence of any contraception? But this is a false question: there was always contraception - ie the desire to preserve freedom, the enjoyment of the intimate private body.
Pregnancy is alienation, loss of self ; The loss of his own limitations, loss of power to act. It is punctuated by "I can not" I can not until "after" quite hypothetical. Quite quickly the "I can not" becomes "can I still?" Will there a "before"? For the experience leaves its mark for some irreversible. There will be an "after", but will not be like the "before".
What man would accept?
Yet the ease with which one engages in it!
Unconsciousness? Appeal of this case? Or mental structure steeped in devotion?
Or perhaps it would he earn more than what we are preparing to lose ?

Paint Microwave Exterior

Birthing?

Pregnancy and childbirth have never been invested so far as objects of reflection by philosophers. They are, at best, integrated into broader issues, policies, mostly at worst melted in the darkness of a purely private experience, impossible to universalize - thus deprived of all dignity concept. Thus, these moments yet so common in the lives of nearly half of our species, when (rarely) envisioned by the thinker, are reduced to what they are supposed to be signs - disposal social, the stranglehold of patriarchy as the traditional universalist feminism, or correspondence of irreducible woman with nature to some essentialist rhetoric - when they are not neglected in favor of bioethical questions concerning the status of the embryo ...
But to my knowledge there is no attempt to think, understand, conceptualize these events for themselves, as they are realities to understand and examine the first degree, depending on the point of view the person who lives in the flesh - the pregnant woman and the woman who gives birth.
course, there is the Socratic - But this is not a reflection of the rather brilliant use of an image, itself considered well known, transparent. But what image can make us understand what it's like giving birth to a child? Once past the dizzying time of copulation itself very well described and analyzed since ancient times, we are facing an ocean totally blank mind, which extends roughly from the implantation of egg in the uterus to breastfeeding newborn.
Metaphysics of parturition remains to be built. This terrible gaping
several reasons. We can consider it is just another example of repression of women outside the space of rational power - space traditionally occupied by men of thought. This is so true that some women philosophers to date entries in the Pantheon of the Logos were carefully excluded the possibility of existence of childbirth. One can also find a reason "category" for this absence. Pregnancy and birth are unique experiences - and by definition the singular is not easily accessible to the philosopher. It does not submit to scrutiny of the concept without resistance. There are other similar cases : The experience of desire, that of pain or death. But these have not been so ignored. Probably because men live, all, desire, pain, and death. It was therefore with the pregnancy the problem of a singular experience that is not suitable for all humanity - but only part of the package. The problem is intensified since the party itself may, through prog contraception, shirk this experience, avoid it. Every woman does not give birth, a woman will not give birth.

I am woman, I am modestly profession philosophizing - and I gave birth.
As a woman, I had this unbelievable experience that I'm still not returned.
As a philosopher, I was stunned by this terrible silence, the opacity of any share held in front of what seemed to think so rich, so important to say - something that seemed likely to illuminate an unusual way the human condition - the condition of mankind in general, beyond that of my peers, primiparous, multiparous or nulliparous. Any woman will not give birth - but every woman is affected by birth.
Birth is a business woman - but it is the responsibility of every man, because it also tells us what it means to be human. The role of philosophical thinking has always been, in my view, to clarify the human experience, to clarify the meaning. Why should I be forbidden to enter under the beam of the concept that time of my life?