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w r i t t e n w i t h a
n i c t o g r a p h
a r t u r o c a r r e r a
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TRANSLATOR'S INTRODUCTION
If I wake in the middle of the night and think of something that merits recording, I
just take from under my pil low a small box containing my Nictograph and I write a
few lines without ever having to take my hands out from under the covers. Then I
put the Nictograph back and return to sleep.
Lewis Carroll wrote that, in a year and context unknown to me. Freud would have
approved, for Carroll's little device evokes nothing more than those notebooks
recommended in The Interpretation of Dreams . Utilitarian devices, these are, but
like every tool they lend themselves to every sort of fantasy, every perversion.
Can't we i magine the nictograph as the "wri ting material" of a scene like this one?
Having settled down in some spot most conducive to the mind's concentration upon
itself, order writing material to be brought to you. Let your state of mind be as
passive and receptive as possible.... Write quickly without any previously chosensubject, quickly enough not to dwell on, and not to be tempted to read over, what
you have written.
Breton's surrealist artist, having ordered paper and pen (a little notebook, tocontinue with the present fantasy), would write as if in a trance, in a state between
sleep and arousal (a state of arousal through sleep, as that photograph of Robert
Desnos in Nadja is meant to convey). Writing quickly, reaching for what Foucault
calls the "raw being" of language, writing the night, emptiness and plenitude, a
shattered mirror and an incandescent globe: for all this the nictograph might be
useful.
And if it is, this is because the night has become something other than the night.
It's because the night has become a site of poetry, is "that empty Nothingness,
which contains everything in its undivided simplicity: the wealth of an infinite
number of representations, of images, not one of which comes precisely to mind,
or which moreover are not there insofar as they are really present.... Inphantasmagorical representations it is night on all sides: here suddenly surges up a
blood-spattered head; there, another, white, apparition; and they disappear just as
abruptly. That is the night that one perceives if one looks a man in the eyes; then
one is delving into a night which becomes terrible; it is the night of the world
which then presents itself to us."
That is Hegel, quoted by Bataille: a Romantic Hegel, "fundamentally" Romantic,
wrote Bataille. The night of the world, night on all sides, an empty nothingness
punctuated by nothing less than bloody, severed heads (heads of aristocrats, headsthat reappear, crowning crowns that once crowned them, in Severo Sarduy's Big
Bang): such is the night that might be written here.
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A mess of quotes, all this, at once too academic and not rigorous at all. But a mess
of quotes is perhaps fitting for a prologue to this long poem, which is "about"writing the night. After all, years later, some three decades after Escrito con un
nictógrafo first appeared in Buenos Aires, another book about night was published.
And in it we find a refrain: "you said..." "he said..." The refrain leads us back into
a mess of quotes, like this:
You could say a murmur doesn’t capture the light
but the shadows trapped in every poem.
You said: "The astronomers would say: black holes,
Freud: melancholy, Lezama Lima: tokonoma, and Bataille:
petite mort ."
Murmurs like these capture shadows, the ghosts of Lezama and Bataille and therest. I hope something of the ghost of Arturo Carrera's nictograph is captured in
the murmurs of this translation.
--Craig Epplin
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THE NIGHT WRITES
(by Severo Sarduy, Sai nt Leonard, 1971)
0. "Contradiction is revealed to be the matrix of all signification." J. Kristeva.
I. In the beginning--à ceci près: there is no beginning--was the white: a slow milkyspiral, knot of snow dwarves, helix of semen. Black swaths, carbonized beaches
striating it, veins of onyx. In the beginning was the page: textured by the night of
the inkwell. Scarce letters: "Use ink as if it were gold."
II. And after--though simultaneously--its scorched flipside: black rectangle-surface, bands torn away. Negatives, the letters of the day shine bright, the absent
ones. Covered with "blue rice"--semen, in Chinese--the emission looks at us.
III. Not black on white, not white on black. There is no medium. There are no
figures. Positive and negative, yin and yang, night and day, evoking and
supporting each other. The painters of the Song dynasty and Franz Kline, here onthis side, have allowed us to see that equilibrium. The winter plum, frost on leaves,
creaky bridge, successive swaths of mist, and beyond, in the fissures of a cliff, the
cabin of the mute inspectors of the void, it all "forms a body," fragile silk
unwinding, cascading over the wall. The authoritarian barriers, made of asphault,
the black signs, quick, pure gestures, writings that dance, the nocturnal trace--impenetrable shadow theater--left by Kline: all on the same plane as the white
cloth that seems to hold i t up.
IV. Not the affirmation (figure, motive, letter) of negation (medium, cloth, page),
not the negation of affirmation, not the negation of negation...
V. Writing in the dark, with his box for making texts, infallible like the machines
of Locus Solus, writing in the dark, illuminated by the faint, ashen light of hiswhite dwarf--the one wi th pigeon's feet- -Arturo Carrera unfolds a black galaxy, the
one centered--a zenith--by midday, i ts reverse: the blinding day of mid night.
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And the night is clad in the light of its lamplike the black ink is clad in white paper.
--Cordoban secretary Ben Burd, the Ne phew (d. 1053)
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the scribe has disappeared
I poi nt at the empty place
where the dead rejoice
The night penetrating
the organ swollen with i nk, p enetratingand making the same sound
as death penetrating
i attend to its dura tion in the instant
EXORBITANT SILENCE
its feast i n the opaque, in the full , in the flat
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attention wears a tar get on its forehead
wears a blac k cape of waking
dormice
The time's arrived when death begins to moltI MOLT MY BODY
I prevail within your death
I ADORN YOUR MOLT
time of attenuation
time of purification
time of rains that never end
The numbness vibratesthe numbness tolerates the night
sprouts flowers in the middle of the night
middle of the page
over the paunch of death
orphanhood wears a target on its forehead
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T H E P O E M U N F O L D S
that is your strength
orphanhood is spellboundcommanded, hoisted up to the lifeboat
invaded, sunk by the de ad
i in the PROwSE of your book
on the Vess el of the Deadamong hollow volumes
my cor po/graphyto a nother wa steland
unloa ding letters
H O L L O W bones
The poem unfoldsthat is your strengthThe poem makes c ontact
glides with open arms
over both shores:
that is your strength
You spoke to me of a ruse of la nguage
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the poem unfolds
Y O U R D E A D S P R I N G U P
C L O W N S
D A N C E Sinterference of dancespalimpsest of dances
in the darkness
the dar kness polarized, and danceslike the dances of the honeybees
unchanging
/they draw you in
their meticulous movements
to exhaust some place
to unhide another placeto feign an invasion
to inform
/dances /quiet voices
/didacticisms /accumulated spaces
/earthquakes
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-- these are my dead
(pointing at the words)
-- these are my dead
GOLDEN TREPHINE
I speak w hile wri tingmake marks in no place
can return no longerto any place
PIRACY WITHOUT TREASURE, WITHOUT MAPS
i breathe to become two, inside my lungs
i penetrate the dark
i rise with the sun to drink
to dri nk cinnabarand paint mysel f in white
to fill grandmother's giant hat
with Kabbalistic si gns
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-- Grandmother of the Day. Grandmother of the Dawn
Ancient Secret
Ancient Concealer
They were co nsumed by your songthe ink/the bitten ta blets
your houses of precious stones
my house of boo ks of riches
that's now become your dwelling
of the songs
little boy from Aveyron
little girl from Aveyron
covered in scars
writ ten
ungraspable/sabre/izable
pavilion of the dead
Tomb of mutations
orphanhood/onehood
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i 'm disappearing into pieces
i 'm disappearing from the d ark
Dolls of gold and jadeand dolls that smolder
and dolls of bark from trees
hammere d a nd bitten into
covered i n writings
they unveil your home
now the writing dancesnow the automaton stands up
now he begins to walk
around
to rouse the dead girl
Another shut-in Virgen of Iron over the cadaver of the mechanical
night
IN THE GREAT COLD
IN THE WHITE
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in the succession of shadow theater
the unceasi ng apparition reigning
adversity / diversity
the sun
that sound that co verscovers / i mpression of you
IMPRESSION OF THE DEAD
the sun large like the foot of a child
filling a body with a likeness
that proliferates unceasing
HOMOSEMANTICS OF DEATH
impossible to hear the song of sameness
impossible to hear the song of difference
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Death occupies each o ne
returns them all to the surface
large book, small book, Ta hdolASHEN WHITE / floa ting
in the Dead Sea
WORDS:
infinite succession of waking dormice
WORDS as the figures go on increasingin the Wheel of Years / slowest recognition
EVEN THE FIGURE OF MIDDAY
here the dead are hungry
sign of the great famine
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words OMNIPOTENT ATTENUATION
cavities in the smile of the Cheshire cat
doors enclosed with a key
this place listensthis place writes
it changes the wordthe decoy, the plot
this place constructs a trap
HERE FALL YOUR DEAD
--Awaiting you makes the winterthe table, the lamp
silence, violence
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--Awaiting you surrounds the day
with questions about your death
ideograms, mantras
Words that look li ke your death
--I make them laugh, sovereigns of the day
-- I write as i f I stole.
I make a shes cold.I speak
-- As the ventriloquist spokelike Er ykles under the windthey spoke: death
dance
the wind
DEATH IS A VENTRILOQUISTTHIS IS AN EXPERIENCE OF VENTRILOQUY
tribes of ve ntriloquists i nvade the page
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your s lumber , d ream of fa lcons
Like the fa lconunder your hoodr e p e a t i n g d e a t h
over an osc i l l a t ing r ing
s tays ba lanced th roughout the n igh t
Mot ion less a t middayu nd e r r a i n b o ws b l a c k
he sc ra tches in the ashes o f a PHOENIX book
MILLIONS OF RAINBOWS OF STONE ON FOOT
MILLIONS OF RAINBOWS OF STONE ON FOOT
i awai t my d i sencrus tment
t h e a t e r
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imprinting w ords:
the impression of my dead
the slow ness of the living
form invaded by an i mme nse s un
permitted to speak of sl umberorphanhood, co nvenience
permitted to speak of the body
the book/dance floor of the dead
the poem/home of disguises of the dead
the sum of inscrip tions on the te mple d oors
temple of discontinuity
temple of instantaneity
temple of transient brevity
RAINBOW TENSED
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golden sleigh
over the boards of language
that sketch / is your inscription
Nothing / to whom do you speak?no questions
Your attention visibly
to encounter the ri nged falcon
visionary-like / ev eryone
-- You said that to wri te is to graft disguises to evade
genders, families, species, variety.
-- You disseminated and d eveloped the less on of your master: to write isto or ganize and not represent reality. Disorder irreality.
REPRESENT IT.
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .to your fragments
to your fragments
when you can see
when you can know
when you know how to point
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to every fragment a s un will rise
to every word a rai nbow
to the words/carnivorous flowersi distribute my body
Breaking the s tones of bo dies
among the hib ernators
i dance
reading the graphism of motionless dances
NO / they're barometric flowers
constellations of fragments
perfect presences
ideograms of w holeness
the gestures in quicklime of your agony in the rain
INFANCY BOILING:
LIME AND WATER
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"the grandson goes to his granddad's house"
/the obscene marionette led by the Bacchants
/the Chinese marionette there in the Two Worlds
/the hydraulic girls of Agdal Chahanchah
in the mummified darkness
/the mechanical girls of the temple of Delphivibrating on pedestals, covered in leaves of gold
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/the hibernating boys of Lonhmans
IN A SANCTUARY OF AUTOMATONS
/sought after
/automaton
/.......... . . . . .
/desired in error
/Egyptian androidits legs pronounced
UPROAR IN THE CAGE
won't let the wind pass by
MUSICAL TOTEM
gestures impale himgestures tear him apart
gestures tear out his sex
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where's he wandering?
Silence is forced by silent suns
nomad images
sedentary i mages
openments, fusionsdecantments
of forms, of colors
ASH-BLOOD
poured through a sieve
tactile, contact
Violence contracted in the forms
in the colors, in what you lovevery little
much less
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EVERYTHING
NAMES ON ALERTTHE DEAD ON ALERTbefore language
before me
scribe giving to the instant
magnetized pencilsseismographs .......... . . . . . . . .
YOUR BODY IS A WORD
wa nts to be wri tten and erased
V o c a b u l a r y
h a s d i s a p p e a r e d .
guided like the brush of the automaton from Droz
i exis t in the numberle ss double
i request in the doubled darkness
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PUZZLE
PUTTING ME TOGETHER
GATHERING ME
... . . . . . . .an arm
... . . . . . . .
the hand
.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .the heart swelled up like a balloon
.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
blows up
.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
the center gone as tray seeks another ce nter
the ornamented center goes to another feast
the dance is there at the motionless tip
subinstantaneouslydivided in two
by the musical unity
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to where they lead me
to where music listens to me
to where I am on the surface
music is my pl ankton
music moves mespies on me
stri/etches m/e
Music drags you to fruitless safety. It finds a place for you among the dead.
Music makes you an object.
Become an object.
The object of music is to saturate death.
The object of death is to moderate music.
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UNTIL WE TOUCH THE EMPTY BOTTOM OF LANGUAGE
TORRENT ARRESTED TO WATCH GO BY
spilling of all
upending everything
The hand that erasesis the same one that plows
that changes that copies
that doesn't innovate
that repeats
that steals
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b e l o w a l l t h a t i s t h a t s p e a k s
Your face recedes
i wreak havoc
make the genesis-texts
of a foretold havoc
poem of long-drawn lifelike the marria ge of the Tartar dead children
poem that copies my life
dead / omnimetonymy
And suddenly the desire to seal with stoneswith a rain of stones
with a rain of wa x that seals
broken off from significationsi am fragments
collected by my fragmentsraised, gone, run over
by fra gments
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mimetic: the chameleon sitting on stained glass
What's left is the word scratched by your fingernails duri ng a callingthe word like plasterthe word
not the wall
the word
like a weighty animalfull of fissures
with lines from another's skin
Tatooed
baroque temple, minimalON THE WALL
IN THE WORD
on the wall of the nightyour insistence/you called
not to be alone
or w hen you weren't alone
not to be
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Us
abandoned to the molt
in the most dangerous night of the molt
In the middle of the wait
i know i d on't belongi know they don't belong
persuaded that they've all been orphaned
instantaneousvibrating tapestry
the instantaneous deadthese naïve monotonous doubles
the tensed page
the pregnant page
the mo untain page
the gong page
to another templeto see the doors inscribed
of another temple
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Saved again
adopted by another rhythm
in a minaret made of my bones
and of your bones/looking
at w hat I don't knowa loo king no longer together wi th what it sees
nor wi th what penetrates
nor wi th what pierces
MARIONETTE OF THE DEAD
the page is your pla tform
From the page I was expelled
We don't know w ho speaks...
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webs and violences
Gathering of all that falls
after every death
/lines of resurrections: creatures opaque
/alphabets, new alphabets
Proliferation: HEDGEHOG OF GOLD
the body seduces these keys under lock and key
IN THE CLEARING LEAST CLEAR AMONG THE UNCLEAR
to hide is to beat the drum of your coffinof this page
of this book
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Subject to instructions from the dark:
a) walk over black sand
with a seis mograph in hand
looking for rattles
b) excise your bladderblow it up
fill it wi th rattlesMAKE A DEATH- RATTLE
for the dead
-- Have to theatricalize the uselessness of it all--says
Rosa, the fortunetel ler.
Afterwards death scatters
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its double sleeps in my bed
It changes character
it 's uncovered in the plural
in the s tereographic garden
in the Book of all boo ks
Chained to excesschained the excesses
of e xclusions/of attractions
Arrested in dunes of gold
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i le t mysel f/i go
senses intact
all of them
senses that refuse se nse
In a tumultuous decanting
Embra cing the unfolded bodies
with sensualitywith horror
Lost in the catacombs of the page
lingering in form
unhinging in for m
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fal ls
instantly
through the pronouns
pain embracedabove all, e mbraced
in the coming and going of the trees
in the coming and going of the rocks
IN THE HOUSES OF GOLD OF THE SONG
IN THE HOUSES OF JADE OF THE SONG
sleeping theredancing there
motionless there
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Life without an accent
appetized by silence
sponge of gold
After the puppeteers
of the mystifiersof the fairgoers
by means of/receiving everyone
/fear--folded--with every visage
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Tied to a bi tten trunk
tinged with arrows
or is he asleep
Now the body is made of w hite ashthey'r e spinning the one who fans the wordsover the garden uncovered by dances
over your bod y/the book/the page
smell of incense rising from the nic tograph
trembling, the fragmenter of the mechanical night
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Increasing, the memory of my hands
A full assemblage overflowed by emptyness
i ca n't anymore
contained moremore
empty/excluded
from all/by all
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-- no one knows w ho's writing
-- no one knows who's dancing
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-- You'll li terally hear my lactation
you'll literally hear my infancy
my conceit
in the dark
music unknown to you
STUDDED BY THE WORD/
DEATH/THE DEAD/DEAD
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in slow and dangerous molt
in slow a nd dangerous mimesis
ESCONCED IN THE TREE FOR BURNING
THE HERMAPRODITE TRANSVESTITE
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NOTES
My nictograph has little in common with the apparatus invented by Lewis Carrollfor "writing" insomnia. It only expropriated from it the signifying force of the
name, forcing, through use, that emptying-out of meaning, end and beginning of
language, which is the practice of writing...
...writing the dark, "blindly," in the crevices of a cube-shaped box--that primary
space also seeking the emptying-out of meaning--I piled up fragments,
infinitesimal, plane-like temple-texts that inform--the scribe having disappeared--
that empty place where the words rejoice: preeminence of language over all .
Monotony--of the poem--and découpage: these are the extenuated forms of my
little reports. Reports whose nuclei of meaning would be:
I--: Death, how it hides within language. The recent disappearance of mygrandmother and the ceremony of death's unveiling--verbal, vocal. Her devotion to
dolls and automatons. The shroud-page, mourning.
II--: Closed eyes. The panic provoked in me by vast white surfaces. The "use" of
ink as night and vice versa. Ink as semen. The poem by African Pygmies that I
often reread: the great cold of the night has come, blackness... The periodicblindness in certain animals that's caused by their molt. --Orphanhood is a constant
molt.
III--: Like that Melanesian tribe that with every death supresses various words
from their lexicon, I wanted to suppress, after a rereading, certain fragments. I'vecrossed out (a gesture more indecisive than elimination). My attitude is theatrical:
"dramatico-comical," I know. But someone motivates me: Barthes. When he writes
this: What is it to theatricalize? It is to limit language.
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IV--: Finally, like Jean Marie Straub in his Chronicle of Anna Magdalena Bach,
I've tried continuously to eliminate all intention--the will to express . Which ishow Straub defines découpage . I know quite well--Stravinsky said it about music,
Straud about film--that the poem is incapable of expressing anything.
Monotony, cutting, nonsense: they'd be for the poem a plurality of meanings--and
vice versa-- the search for meaning and the meaning of that unending search.
Explanation amounts to a broken mirror: myriad reflecting surfaces emerge, they
annull The Great Surface.
Darkness breaks the mirror.Death clouds up the mirror.
Let her be.
--Arturo Carrera