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started in 1914 by
Filippo Tommaso Marinetti
Otto Dix
Mina Loy:
Active in the futurist movement befor writing her Feminist manifseto
W. Lewis
Ezra Pound
The dam Bellona
littered
her eyeless offspring
Kriegsopfer
upon the pavements of Vienna
Sparkling precipitate
the spectral day
involves
the visionless obstacle
this slow blind face
pushing its virginal nonentity
against the light
Pure purposeless eremite
of centripetal sentience
Upon the carnose horologe of the ego
the vibrant tendon index moves not
since the black lightning desecrated
the retinal altar
Void and extinct
this planet of the soul
strains from the craving throat
in static flight upslanting
A downy youth's snout
nozzling the sun
drowned in dumfounded instinct
"The women who adopt... their sex as a relative impersonality are not yet feminine (Loy 992).
"Der Blinde Junge"
The 'vorticists' enjoyed a life of a year or two,no more they were snuffed out by the Great War (Hickman 293)
Nine adulteries, 12 liaisons, 64 fornications and something approaching a rape
Rest nightly upon the soul of our delicate friendFlorialis,
And yet the man is so quiet and reserved in demeanour
That he passes for both bloodless and sexless.
Bastidides, on the contrary, who both talks and writes of nothing save copulation,
Has become the father of twins,
But he accomplished this feat at some cost;
He had to be four times cuckold.
T.S.Ellot
Dali
"The archetypal surrealist figure is, in poetry the metaphor" (Skaff 170)
Shall I say, I have gone at dusk through narrow streets
And watched the smoke that rises from the pipes
Of lonely men in shirt-sleeves, leaning out of windows? (ll. 122-124)
The muttering retreats
Of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels
And sawdust restaurants with oyster-shells:
Streets that follow like a tedious argument
Of insidious intent
To lead you to an overwhelming question ... (ll. 5-10)
Pablo Picasso
We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown
Till human voices wake us, and we drown. (ll.129-131)
A kind in glass and a cousin, a spectacle and nothing strange a single hurt color and an arrangement in a system to pointing. All this and not ordinary, not unordered in not resembling. The difference is spreading
Gertrude Stein
"An Image, in our sense, is real because we know it directly"- Pound
THE HARD sand breaks,
And the grains of it
Are clear as wine.
Far off over the leagues of it,
The wind, 5
Playing on the wide shore,
Piles little ridges,
And the great waves
Break over it.
But more than the many-foamed ways 10
Of the sea,
I know him
Of the triple path-ways,
Hermes,
Who awaiteth. 15
Dubious,
Facing three ways,
Welcoming wayfarers,
He whom the sea-orchard
Shelters from the west, 20
From the east
Weathers sea-wind;
Fronts the great dunes.
Wind rushes
Over the dunes, 25
And the coarse, salt-crusted grass
Answers.
Heu,
It whips round my ankles!
II
Small is 30
This white stream,
Flowing below ground
From the poplar-shaded hill,
But the water is sweet.
Apples on the small trees 35
Are hard,
Too small,
Too late ripened
By a desperate sun
That struggles through sea-mist. 40
The boughs of the trees
Are twisted
By many bafflings;
Twisted are
The small-leafed boughs. 45
But the shadow of them
Is not the shadow of the mast head
Nor of the torn sails.
Hermes, Hermes,
The great sea foamed, 50
Gnashed its teeth about me;
But you have waited,
Where sea-grass tangles with
Shore-grass.
The apparition of these faces in the crowd;
Petals on a wet, black bough - Ezra Pound
"Hermes of the Ways"
The Gross Clinic