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1978-1985Bp nichoL copyright bpNichol, 1987 ISBN 0-88910-319-4 This epub edition published in 2010. Electronic ISBN 978 1 77056 139 7. Ones pestered in these days by so many Ologies
We thought we would fain see the tale of our foes;
A niche of your own in the new Martyrologies
Youd earn if youd only go halves in our woes. author unknown -- quoted in C.C. Bombaughs
Oddities
and Curiosities of Words and Literature If I dont learn to shut my mouth Ill soon go to hell
Christopher Okigbo (1932-1967) these books are Saint Albans Road
Saint Andrews Boulevard
Saint Aubyns Crescent
Saint Bartholomew Street Saint Clair Gardens
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Book I
IMPERFECTION: A Prophecy straight as the crow flies arrow
part 1 Salute Andronicus and Junias, my kinsmen, and my fellow prisoners, who are of note among the apostles, who also were in Christ before me.
Romans 16: 7 did you see Him then upon the mount? we saw Him and did you see Him then in the hills of Galillee? we saw Him boat water sail in a corricle over the sea in madness in a corricle over the sea in grief forgive us our tongues of dust our lips of stone forgive us under the sun on a blue sea in the salt wind sail water boat. skin wrinkle brown hand tiller eye robe wind skin beard hand brown hair tiller hand arm wrinkle wind sun eye robe brown skin sky boat brown tiller robe wind wrinkle eye forgive us for words said forgive us for words unsaid forgive us who loved You silently forgive us the day we failed You Lord forgive us the day we failed ourselves failing You Lord in a boat on the sea under the sun in the sky beyond us forgive us so that this way we went & this that way & back this way & that following Joseph & did you find him in time yes & the voyage yes mistmistmistmistmist mistmistmistmistmist mistmistmistmistmist boatmistmistmistmist avewavewavewavewav mistmistmistmistmist mistmistmistmistmist mistmistmistmistmist mistboatmistmistmist avewavewavewavewav mistmistmistmistmist mistmistmistmistmist mistmistmistmistmist mistmistboatmistmist avewavewavewavewav i have not known Thee or loved Thee enough Lord who would seal his lips up against Thee would not make my stand in the marketplace hid back amongst the shadows as they lead Thee away tho You smiled at me let me know You understood the dreadful fear within me which has no place with Thee i have not understood Thy suffering in the simplest terms Lord how You let them know Thy spirit & Thy name how You let them laugh & jeer at Thee firm within Thyself let them kill Thee & did not curse them i have understood so little Lord in my cringing smallness my weaknesses I have indulged Lord did not understand how they weakened me until they lead You away Lord & i was silent did not strike out did not lead a multitude against them as i should have could have had i but faced the fear & littleness within me rainmistmist
rainmiboatst raimnistmist
raimniboatst ramiinstmist
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mriasiboatst mirsatimnist
mirsatboatst misrtamiinst
misrtaboatst mistrmaiisnt
mistrmboatnt mistmriasitn
mistmrboattn mistmirsatin
mistmiboatin mistmisrtain
mistmiboatin mistmistrain
mistmiboatin we have left Thee behind Lord, left ourselves in that leaving, far from truth from being true to Thee, fled, in our fear, over the sea, forever, i can never forgive me, we can never forgive us, the day we fled that last chance to serve Thee we left us behind Lord, with Thy body, on a cross, saw them hammer the nails in, with the others, so many before You we had watched bleed to death, so many deaths we have spoke against in silence, as we did again, railed against them wtih downcast eyes & turned backs, railed against them & abandoned Thee the waves against the boat the waves against the boat the waves against the boat the waves against the boat the waves against the boat the waves against the boat the waves against the boat the waves so where did you go? this way
& that & only ourselves crazy in the vast blue of the sky the sea sometimes in the night frightened by my own cowardice things i shouldve said or done dreams the man in black walking towards me the buildings falling i am powerless to stop him tho his face is mine his eyes are mine i am watching it all happen wordless sometimes in the morning waking the boat is rocking he is watching me & i say nothing i say less & less think more & more my lips dry yes as much from stubborness as lack of desire set sail in despair into the midst of at night the dreams of daytime & my silence my inabilities my gulls gills (& in the distance hills) part 2 having heard the story of the giant Buamundus in the happiness of a feast, jestingly called his son by the giants name. Ordericus Vitalis Historia Ecclesiastica IV, 212
(as quoted in The Lost Literature
of Medieval England by R.M. Wilson) B
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US being more than most being of some parts larger (the girth) being loud of mouth & large of appetite being proud of his size his strength BOO!! set a scare AMONG US certain: was talked about uncertain: what was said certain: a jest uncertain: whether he would have thot it funny came there to that cross Christianity then in England circa 65 a.d. among the saints the disciples the crowds that gathered Andronicus Junias Buamundus us as us history as in we have one remembered forgotten all at once & together the absence inseparable from the presence gone so much longer Lord than You were with us being drunk one night pissed in a stream overflowed the whole town flooded no one would speak of it fearing they had wet their beds a sign the witches still said of inconstancy this & other tales before his conversion was said to have slept with various women possible as he was small for his size (source of some shame tho for his situation - lack of other giants - a blessing) rumoured to have impregnated all the women in one village at their request was actually shy but in demand longed for the company of ordinary folks other people Briefly: Unhappy And Misunderstood Until Near Disciples. Ultimately (& this stands outside the known pattern) it is their Story part 3 Esperaunce in the worlde nay.
The world variethe every day. Esperaunce en dieu in hym is all, For he is above fortunes fall Anonymous in the roofe of the hyest chawmbre in the gardynge at the Duke of Northumberlands house at Leconfield, as quoted in J.G. Russells The Field of Cloth of Gold (London 1969.) night in the fields under the stars sleeping sleeping sleeping
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