Alan Sondheim

Selected Works
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Date: Sat, 21 Mar 1998 22:04:55 -0500
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From: Alan Myouka Sondheim
Subject: sonnet, DNS, entropy

sonnet, DNS, entropy

now the time of thermal heating splatters a particular zero
across the domain name insertion, that is to wet what bit
into the format of the seven groves, consider education .edu
lending a path crackling with desire and naked students
hardening an axiom. Here is the axiom: Succession always
follows, and there is no Reason. To assume a One anywhere in,
the vicinity. so it lays there, stillborn with umbilical.
which would be the folding of a catastrophe still fresh.* now is.
The time of domain names expands, .mil for example turns
to ash, the military. .net splays mesh across the same.**
a student previously mentioned. there are never enough
portions to go around. To assert a One is to beg her, the question.

________________
*Thom, Two
**Irigaray, Irrigation

 


 

Date: Thu, 26 Mar 1998 09:43:40 -0500
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Subject: A True Story

Nikuko Sells and Jennifer Buys, A True Story

Nikuko sells her panties in Nakasu with a sigh;
Jennifer approaches her; she was just walking by.
"I need some fifty-thousand yen," Nikuko tells a lie.
"I'll pay you more," says Jennifer, and she begins to cry.
"They're highly worn, and partly torn," Nikuko says with sighs.
"I'm getting damp, I'm getting hot," wet Jennifer now buys;
She pays the yen, the panties hers, brown odor on them lies.
Nikuko's first in ecstasy, and comes with great loud cries.
Then Jennifer is home with them, and starting with a sigh,
She slips her clothes from her lean form, is naked by and by.
They're on her face, she will debase, so she begins to lie
Back on the bed, and smiling wan, she too begins to cry.
She's brightly lit, glows in the dark, so virtual and high,
The panties worth a million yen, if she could only die.

 


 

Date: Tue, 26 May 1998 17:17:57 -0400
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From: Alan Myouka Sondheim
Subject: a poem

Nikuko draws a thread around her arm, just below
The elbow, it's thin, red, it's a division, it's a line.
The leg is marked as well, left arm and leg right,
Staggered dashes that would be parallel and posed.
They are slightly taut, so that the skin swells, lunar,
Around the moon of her taut body, and if kimono
Were wrapped and opened like silk and doubled boxes,
Near sleeves of flowers, like her arm or body.
Between the the threads, a golden twine connects
Clearly to an Alan placed in front of her.
There are flowers, pistils, stamens, across him.
There are stems, thorns, roots and leaves, across him.
The twine is there on or in the Alan.
A breeze strokes the tsuchi sign for earth,
A whisper moves the kire sign for cloth,
Speech appears, the sign of fire, threads its golden
Way across both bone and skin, the sky on fire,
Kimono shuttled on the earth, the cloth on fire,
Threaded Nikuko has closed her eyes, her neck exposed

 


 

Date: Sat, 31 Jan 1998 12:43:18 -0500
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From: Nikuko@RIOT.GRRL
Subject: I, Nikuko, am Listening to Buffalo Daughter

==

My Mythology

The earth was formed from a swelling that began out of a primordial germ and split, separating dust from effluvia, debris from stony veins. From this, the kami emerged. Soon veins formed head-bands, emptied of swollen lungs and brains. Some kami committed seppuku, removing their tongues by means of pinchers forged from stony veins. Thus were formed brains with their many channels of mizu. Ah, lovely mizu! Transparent mizu! Tasteless mizu! Channels of mizu run down tiny brain-cunts in skulls formed from stony veins. Thus were formed "channels." Inkan stamp the elbows of kami-heads; the stamps cry "Oh Holy Mother Let Us Have Necks And Shoulders." Thus did necks and shoulders form. Some kami have arms on shouldes on necks on heads. They are meat-girls, Nikukos swelling into split germs and stony veins. They are angry girls! They are Buffalo Daughter, whose New Rock release is on Toshiba-EMI Limited, a blend of techno and industrial voice-over somewhat reminiscent of Big Stick, first heard at Rhino Records in Los Angeles (as usual, their lead singer died). Buffalo Daughter appears courtesy of Chameleon Records in Fukuoka, punk-animals everywhere or rather can you dance as the voice goes _way behind_ the back-beat. Meanwhile, in the Nihongi, Izanagi no Mikoto and Izanami no Mikoto say "Why should we not produce someone who shall be lord of the universe?" - an off-handed remark leading to much future woe. One can only imagine. "Universe" is given as "tenka" in a footnote, now meaning "the whole country; the public; the reins of government." Either a bring-down (EFL students wa take-note of the idiom) or hubris, from The New Crown Japanese-English Dictionary. What happens in the tenka? I don't know, but return to Nikuko's story, for her promising anger which spread like a virus from Nikukos-coalescing with trunks and legs, breasts and wombs, fierce warriors who have heard of Greece and Monique Wittig. They come across a hermit in a cave, another kami in disguise, since there are Nikukos-One and kami, and that's all. They show him their cunts, ask for sake; they drink much, push the stick through his cloth, and that is all there is to it. Shite, lead character in a Noh play, he begins to sing, Wa! (Harmony!) Waa! (Hurray!) He's _it,_ goaded by the _waki,_ Nikuko-who-does-not-wear-a-mask. Wa! Waa! Yugen, mystery-depth-profound-subtle-aesthetic, emerges among the kami, a beat magazine in New York 1950s, edited by Leroi Jones, if memory serves me. "It runs fine when I'm here," sing Buffalo Daughter, thinking of Nikuko. Shite-hermit sings and sings, stick poking through. Thus was born "song," "Noh," and "penis." In revenge, Shite-hermit says, "Nikuko, you cannot be in Noh." No-Noh-Nikuko. She sews him back up in the cave. (Was he sewn at first? Whose cave? Was that Nikuko's? Nikuko's cave - thus was born possession. Buffalo Daughter change to swing-beat. The synthesizers wind down. Anyway, they make the Sun-Goddess, called Oho-hiru-me no muchi, although Ama-terasu no Oho kami and Ama-terasu-oho-hiru-me no Mikoto are cited as well. Nikuko takes pity; the earth is kami, too. So are Buffalo Daughter, who are auspicious; the hermit, who receives the penis; the waki, helping everyone. Now everyone has all limbs and bodies but the penises and wombs are equally divided. When a war comes, Nikuko-who-does-not-wear-a-mask, and is a dark-haired girl living near Nakasu, gets angry, and says, there is no kami for any of us, and there are many less penises perhaps at first, and then less wombs. When the earth swells, there is an earthquake and caves are swallowed in the earth. Sesshu's Long Landscape Scroll portrays this incident of Nikuko and hermit, and, as if in despair and irony, there is earthquake also, destroying the earth shrine at Hakata, until its memory faded from the affairs of men and women. (Some men and women are born without arms or legs; some without brains; some without breasts or wombs; some without penises; some without heads; some without skulls or necks; and some without shoulders.)

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Mizu, water; Nikuko, meat-girl; seppuku, suicide; shite, hero or heroine in Noh play, primary actor (wears a mask); waki, secondary actor, (maskless) in the same; Buffalo Daughter, playing now; kami, deity/ spirit of sorts; inkan, signature-stamp; Sesshu painted primarily in the 15th century; head-bands are often worn by workmen in Japan; Rhino Records was (and maybe is) the best alternative music store I've seen in America. The last copy of Yugen was going for $10 a few months ago on the Lower East Side. Big Stick has disbanded. The Sun-Goddess names are from Aston's translation of the Nihongi. Monique Wittig wrote The Lesbian Body among other works. Nakasu is the snack-bar district of Fukuoka. Noh is a form of Japanese medieval theater; there are translations by Waley, but the intensity of televised Noh was completely unexpected. I live in Hakata-Ku, Hakata Ward, which is the merchant's town of Fukuoka. I have no brain or skull. Aston translates the Sun-Goddess' names as "Great-noon-female-of-possessor"; "Heaven-illumine-of-great-deity"; and "Heaven-illumine-great-noon-female-of-augustness"; but then Aston was writing in the nineteenth century.

 


 

Date: Thu, 1 Jan 1998 21:55:46 +0900
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From: Alan Myouka Sondheim
Subject: "saying 'girl'"

"saying 'girl'"

saying "something" about writing, writing the "something" which turns _in a manner of speaking_ into something, which you might hear sounding out the antecedent of the word to your virtual self, although not the obdurate quality of the grain of the voice certainly, but "something" that you had processed, constituted (without image or sound, without text or reference) by virtue of a _textual disposition_ as a result of cultural capital (for example), not to mention processing something which might be interpreted through the signifier "something" dependent on its interpretation in the first and last place ... saying "girl" about writing, writing the "girl" which turns _in a manner of speaking_ into girl, which you might hear sounding out the antecedent of the word to your virtual self, although not the obdurate quality of the grain of the voice certainly, but "girl" that you had processed, constituted (without image or sound, without text or reference) by virtue of a _textual disposition_ as a result of cultural capital (for example), not to mention processing girl which might be interpreted through the signifier "girl" dependent on its interpretation in the first and last place ... saying "children of the apocalypse" about writing, writing the "children of the apocalypse" which turns _in a manner of speaking_ into children of the apocalypse, which you might hear sounding out the antecedent of the word to your virtual self, although not the obdurate quality of the grain of the voice certainly, but "children of the apocalypse" that you had processed, constituted (without image or sound, without text or reference) by virtue of a _textual disposition_ as a result of cultural capital (for example), not to mention processing children of the apocalypse which might be interpreted through the signifier "children of the apocalypse" dependent on its interpretation in the first and last place ...

 


 

Date: Thu, 19 Feb 1998 05:01:04 -0500
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Subject: NIKUKO RAGES (fwd)

NIKUKO RAGES

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Date: Sat, 7 Feb 1998 15:30:21 -0500
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From: Nikuko@SEXXXYGIRRRL.CUM
Subject: From Kon as well (this is from both of us!)

(Hey, sorry guys, no sex in this one! But K & I think _a lot_ at times!)

The Game of Japan (of Signifiers)

Mendicant monks, we are on the road of total dissolution, along which a stream hampered by concrete flows, down predestination, we're carrying the magatama jewel, curved like liver like tear like conch like Nikuko, we're biting the head off to make kami-gods, we're biting the middle to make more of 'em, we're biting the tail, just when we thought there wasn't any more, we're biting each other, falling over in the ha-ha-onsen, suddenly switched, I've got my mouth fastened on some nether parts of me that hurt hurt hurt, they disappear along with the rest of my jewels, so like liver like tear like conch or ouroboros, I go in, she's elsewhere, smarter with all this Nikuko-biting, oh reader here I am!, until somewhere my toe meets my head and I'm an inch of flesh, all necessary for the jewel-cushion, Yasaka-jewels, you would've heard of them! on the couch, coach, shaped like conch - see where language gets you, not a bit of it!, hurt hurt hurt, you'll never guess what I'm typing with (it's not what you think, Yasaka!), I'm sitting on the conch

ii

We travel to Beppu where we make a big storm and a tsunami fills all the onsen with frothy-fish-foam and someone makes an island.

iii

There are trees on the island, there's a dragon and a cave made of burning human skin, the skin grows from the outside in, it's like a yakitoriya there, all warm and would-be pretty good to eat, but the dragon likes the roof, her flame goes out in the rain, you can only imagine the rest of this, how we burrowed and made little rooms for ourselves, ringing our begging-bowls, playing shakuhachi, until she gave up, in, out, 10,000 yen for the troubles, and how they emerged in Ireland.

iv

We leave the island, heading for a place that makes crows constantly.

v

In this place, there's a parliament of birds deciding on a proper constitution. So it includes homage to the emperor, a clean death for all traitors, exchange students and retributions well-crafted for certain crimes and misdemeanors, take care of the shrine! which means liquid for everyone, you might think someone would care in the midst of all this chaos. But now there's a text and everyone can read, and happily everyone does the production, even criminals who gladly retribute. Now we collect money from the criminals, because we rebuild the onsen, that's so necessary. It's quite nice now and not very expensive, and a writer like me can disgorge, unravel, open up like a box of shogi pieces which can't play the game of Japan. I will sit down at my desk with my brush. I will ink the inkan and ink the computer. I will portray my whole life, mendicant, auspicious, medieval. You will not believe the lovely jewels, curved, bitten in three places, tongues torn from mouths, just lovely talk. There's no mouth (against which the tongues) pressed against the skin against the dragon cave. The skin against the cave was comfortable, warm, worn; the cave wore the skin.

vi

The skin against the cave was the cave, the game of Japan.

vii

I sit at my desk and oh I am bleeding to death! I cannot, oh, type, touching myself in this matter, the A B I D E already have disappeared "in the manner of painting." You will see depth when something goes wrong and there is a big fixture (interlinear chandelier) in a space in which I am a magatama jewel. Now you will bite me in three places, what I call "the game of Japan."

viii

The apology for all peoples, which I make, a life of regret. That I am not all peoples, that I am on the exterior of any skin for any house containing any plant or animal. I am called a "covering." A "covering" may be a surface with thickness, and may serve the purpose of rainful-keeping-away. Together we meet again and shake hands and smile and the sun is warm (we have made it that way). And we are mendicant monks; we are wandering. We're on the road of total dissolution. There's a stream hampered by something or other, and we've got these jewels.

ix

_I'm bitten._

 


 

Date: Tue, 24 Feb 1998 10:59:24 -0500
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Subject: Forwarded mail.... NIKUKO EDUCATES

>---------- Forwarded message ----------

>Date: Wed, 25 Feb 1998 00:51:32 +0900 (JST)
>From: Nikuko (Shakespeare@japan.org.asm)
>To: sondheim@gol1.gol.com
>Resent-Date: Wed, 25 Feb 1998 00:52:29 +0900 (JST)
>Resent-From: Alan Myouka Sondheim sondheim@gol.com
>Resent-To: sondheim@panix.com
>Resent-Subject: Resent mail....

NIKUKO EDUCATES

(text from julian beck, the life of the theater, the relation of the artist to the struggle of the people, city lights, 1972)

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<hyd> hey all

<MI> i usually call her at work..and give her an ear full

(Middnite/#CyberSex) lol Oxx

#<#Nikuko#># you burn the texts

<lookin4luv> Hello i'm Looking for some loving from some chicks ............ sorry guys!!!i am bi

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[#E/X#] #You have new email!# (Mail Waiting: 7)

(Middnite/#CyberSex) WooHoo

[#E/X#] #Mail:# From L-Soft list server at Purdue University Your removal from the FOP-L list

#<#Nikuko#># this is what the masters have finally told me

(Frawg/#cybersex) lol mi

<MI> <<<not a flower sender

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(Frawg/#cybersex) HAHA SURPRISE HER!

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#<#Nikuko#># this is what the greatest of their greatness

<MI> nope

(Oxxman/#cybersex) flowers are a rip off

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#<#Nikuko#># has whispered what the failing light

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#<#Nikuko#># hesitatingly points out

#<#Nikuko#># leap

(Oxxman/#cybersex) give the gift that dies

#<#Nikuko#># we are the fire behind you

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<stonedagain> any horny women in here wanna

chat

#<#Nikuko#># self immolation

(Middnite/#CyberSex) send her fake flowers...she can keep em

<MI> when they is in season..ill go pick em and hand deliver

<earthenv> hello, Sharon20

#<#Nikuko#># the burning bodies of the dmaned

#<#Nikuko#># KULCHUR

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#<#Nikuko#># the torch

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<MI> but i dont buy em

(Frawg/#cybersex) here comes haylo

#<#Nikuko#># the twilight of those gods

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(Frawg/#cybersex) oh shit here she is stop talkin bout her

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(Oxxman/#cybersex) nikuko...what are you babbling about?

(Middnite/#CyberSex) awww...how romantic:)

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