quinta-feira, 29 de janeiro de 2015

Demagogia (poema chulo)

– demagogia 
talvez seja um pouco de  da minha parte mas...
aquele momento inspirou
tanto quanto um espanto em esperanto

aquilo que eu vi em  mas não calou
talvez (ele) se sentiria um pouco atrás
se não fizesse aquilo que (eu) queria
naquilo que a  disse que faria
mas já era tarde demais
enganei (tu)
com um manso brandensaio
sim, de 

quarta-feira, 7 de janeiro de 2015

Youtube (poema chulo)

Alguns dias no trabalho
De bloqueio e escuridão
O site eu acessava
Mas o vídeo não

Passei alguns momentos
Com tristeza consciente
Perdi o entretenimento
Que via diariamente

Eis que no fim de um dia
O Windows atualizou
Pacotes se instalariam
Modificando o motor

Abri o site na manhã seguinte
Com a esperança matinal
Renascia ali um ouvinte
De entretenimento genial

segunda-feira, 5 de janeiro de 2015

Infinite Jest's reference to H.P. Lovecraft

I have just found a nice reference in David Foster Wallace's post-modern novel Infinite Jest to other great writer who I'm very fond of, H.P. Lovecraft.

It's located between page 648 and 651; the scene is on November 13th, YDAU - Kate Gompert & Geoffrey Day discuss It. Day tells Gombert that he had also experienced depressive phenomena in his own way. At first sceptic, Kate increasingly pays attention to his tale, as it is a very similar to how she expresses her suicidal feelings.

First I thought about Lovecraft due to Day's terms along with first-person style:

As the two vibrations combined, it was as if a large dark billowing shape came billowing out of some corner in my mind [...]
Katherine, Kate, it was total horror. it was all horror everywhere, distilled and given form. It rose in me, out of me, summoned somehow by the odd confluence of the fan and those notes. It rose and grew larger and became engulfing and more horrible than I shall ever have the power to convey. I dropped my violin and ran from the room. [...]
It was a bit like a sail, or a small part of the wing of something far too large to be seen in totality. It was total psychic horror: death, decay, dissolution, cold empty black malevolent lonely voided space. It was the worst thing I have ever confronted.

Furthermore, this horror is conveyed by a specific vibration of Day's violin mixed with the particular sound of a fan's blow's resonance in the window's glass. This reminds of Lovecraft's short story, The Music of Erich Zann.
Finally, in this scene we know that Day has attended Brown University in Providence RI - Lovecraft's beloved homeland, where he spent most of his life.

As I progress in Wallace's epic 1070-page prose, he continues to impress with his multitudinous display of styles and themes. I'd never guess that Lovecraft would be referenced, though it's pretty clear there are no unreasonable expectations for what will come next in this familiarly weird novel - Infinite Jest.