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Take your foot out of the graveyard, they are busy being dead. I hid in the kitchen under the ragbag. I refuse to remember the dead. And the dead are bored with the whole thing. But you — you go ahead, go on, go on back down into the graveyard, lie down where you think their faces are; talk back to your old bad dreams. I have a black look I do not like. It is a mask I try on.
I migrate toward it and its frog sits on my lips and defecates. It is old. It is also a pauper. I have tried to keep it on a diet. I give it no unction. There is a good look that I wear like a blood clot. I have sewn it over my left breast. I have made a vocation of it. Lust has taken plant in it and I have placed you and your child at its milk tip.
Oh the blackness is murderous and the milk tip is brimming and each machine is working and I will kiss you when I cut up one dozen new men and you will die somewhat, again and again. I was thinking of a son. The womb is not a clock nor a bell tolling, but in the eleventh month of its life I feel the November of the body as well as of the calendar. In two days it will be my birthday and as always the earth is done with its harvest.
This time I hunt for death, the night I lean toward, the night I want. Well then— It was in the womb all along. I was thinking of a son … You! Will I give you my eyes or his?
A Cruse Against Elegies
Will you be the David or the Susan? Those two names I picked and listened for. All this without you— two days gone in blood. My death will come on my name day. Woman, weaving a web over your own, a thin and tangled poison. Scorpio, bad spider— die! Leave the door open on its hinges!
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That red disease— year after year, David, you would make me wild! I am in a crate, the crate that was ours, full of white shirts and salad greens, the icebox knocking at our delectable knocks, and I wore movies in my eyes, and you wore eggs in your tunnel, and we played sheets, sheets, sheets all day, even in the bathtub like lunatics.
But today I set the bed afire and smoke is filling the room, it is getting hot enough for the walls to melt, and the icebox, a gluey white tooth. I have on a mask in order to write my last words, and they are just for you, and I will place them in the icebox saved for vodka and tomatoes, and perhaps they will last. The dog will not. Her spots will fall off. The old letters will melt into a black bee. The night gowns are already shredding into paper, the yellow, the red, the purple. The bed — well, the sheets have turned to gold — hard, hard gold, and the mattress is being kissed into a stone.
The one where you name my name right out in P. Despite my asbestos gloves, the cough is filling me with black and a red powder seeps through my veins, our little crate goes down so publicly and without meaning it, you see, meaning a solo act, a cremation of the love, but instead we seem to be going down right in the middle of a Russian street, the flames making the sound of the horse being beaten and beaten, the whip is adoring its human triumph while the flies wait, blow by blow, straight from United Fruit, Inc.
Not that it was beautiful, but that, in the end, there was a certain sense of order there; something worth learning in that narrow diary of my mind, in the commonplaces of the asylum where the cracked mirror or my own selfish death outstared me. I tapped my own head; it was glass, an inverted bowl.
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At first it was private. Then it was more than myself. Something cold is in the air, an aura of ice and phlegm. The horizon bleeds and sucks its thumb.
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The little red thumb goes out of sight. You always read about it: the plumber with twelve children who wins the Irish Sweepstakes. From toilets to riches. Although all four causes are relevant in biology, Aristotle tends to group final causes with formal causes in teleological explanations, and material causes with efficient causes in mechanical explanations. Teleological explanations are necessary conditionally; that is, they depend on the assumption that the biologist has correctly identified the end for the sake of which the organism behaves as it does.
Mechanical explanations, in distinction, have absolute necessity in the sense that they require no assumptions about the purpose of the organism or behavior. The final cause of each kind corresponds to the reason that it continues to persist. They are activated, whether consciously or not, for the good of the species, namely for its continuation, in which it imitates the eternal things Gen et Corr. In this way, life can be considered to be directed toward and imitative of the divine DC b18— Perhaps foremost among these is reproduction, which establishes the continuity of a species through a generation.
As Aristotle puts it, the seed is temporally prior to the fully developed organism, since each organism develops from a seed.
But the fully developed organism is logically prior to the seed, since it is the end or final cause, for the sake of which the seed is produced PA b29—a2. In asexual reproduction in plants and animals, the seed is produced by an individual organism and implanted in soil, which activates it and thus actualizes its potentiality to become an organism of the kind from which it was produced.
Hence, the natural kind to which an individual belongs makes it what it is. Animals of the same natural kind have the same form of life and can reproduce with one another but not with animals of other kinds. In animal sexual reproduction, Aristotle understands the seed possessed by the male as the source or principle of generation, which contains the form of the animal and must be implanted in the female, who provides the matter GA a14— In providing the form, the male sets up the formation of the embryo in the matter provided by the female, as rennet causes milk to coagulate into cheese GA a10— Just as rennet causes milk to separate into a solid, earthy part or cheese , and a fluid, watery part or whey , so the semen causes the menstrual fluid to set.
The form of the animal, its psyche, may thus be said to be potentially in the matter, since the matter contains all the necessary nutrients for the production of the complete organism. However, it is invariably the male that brings about the reproduction by providing the principle of the perceptual soul, a process Aristotle compares with the movement of automatic puppets by a mover that is not in the puppet GA b6— Whether the female produces the nutritive psyche is an open question.
Thus, form or psyche is provided by the male, while the matter is provided by the female: when the two come together, they form a hylomorphic product—the living animal. While the form of an animal is preserved in kind by reproduction, organisms are also preserved individually over their natural lifespans through feeding. In species that have blood, feeding is a kind of concoction, in which food is chewed and broken down in the stomach, then enters the blood, and is finally cooked up to form the external parts of the body.
In plants, feeding occurs by the nutritive psyche alone. But in animals, the senses exist for the sake of detecting food, since it is by the senses that animals pursue what is beneficial and avoid what is harmful. In human beings, a similar explanation can be given of the intellectual powers: understanding and practical wisdom exist so that human beings might not only live but also enjoy the good life achievable by action Sens. For example, Haldane shows that Aristotle gave the earliest report of the bee waggle dance, which received a comprehensive explanation only in the 20 th century work of Von Frisch.
Aristotle also observed lordosis behavior in cattle HA b1—2 and notes that some plants and animals are divisible Youth and Old Age b2—15 , a fact that has been vividly illustrated in modern studies of planaria. This is because Aristotle conceives of the psyche as the form of a living being, the body being its material. Although the psyche and body are never really separated, they can be given different descriptions. For example, the passion of anger can be described physiologically as a boiling of the blood around the heart, while it can be described dialectically as the desire to pay back with pain someone who has insulted one DA a25—b2.
While the physiologist examines the material and efficient causes, the dialectician considers only the form and definition of the object of investigation DA a30—b3. Rather than relying on dialectical or materialist speculation, Aristotle holds that demonstration is the proper method of psychology, since the starting point is a definition DA b25—26 , and the psyche is the form and definition of a living thing.
The nutritive psyche—possessed by both plants and animals—is responsible for the basic functions of nourishment and reproduction. Perception is possible only in an animal that also has the nutritive power that allows it to grow and reproduce, while desire depends on perceiving the object desired, and locomotion depends on desiring objects in different locations DA a1—8.
More intellectual powers like imagination, judgment, and understanding itself exist only in humans, who also have the lower powers.