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The Complete Short Stories: The 1960s
Un-noticed, silly chappie!
Poor A! Poor A! What sort of man is it
Who only wants to talk and he’s okay?
I tell you everyone’s like that –
They fill the world today.
I might say poor old A is rather better
Then some wild talkniks I have met, a
Chap who in his way knows what is what –
On military onions he knows quite a lot.
In a superficial public way he tries to find out Why:
And he’d hate to think he ever told a lie.
Poor A! Poor A! He is no longer young!
He said so much I think and was uncouth
To guard against an awful chance
To listen to the truth –
He led himself a merry dance –
He hid his head in circumstance –
To fight against the truth!
Disciples: Poor us! Poor us! We really felt his tongue!
He drank Khagetia and chattered without ruth
To guard against his only chance
To hear G give out truth –
He led us all a merry dance –
He leads himself a dreary prance –
To smite against the truth!
To fight against the truth!
The Unaimed Deadman Theme
Foreign familiar filthy fastidious forgotten forbidden
Suicide’s revelation its sunnyside hidden
Death’s black-and-white checker is down on the table
Fugitive fustian funebral infinite formidable
Far down the runway the black sheds are standing
My love talks to me with a delicate air
I am the victim the assassin the wounder
Her face looks no larger as I stand close than
It simultaneously does in my telescope sights
But pleasant is walking where elmtrees paint shadow
If I fire I might as well hit me
I walked with her once where her elms brought their shadows
The dogrose dies now while the invalid car
Barks vainly and I the assassin the wounder
On the runways the markings are no longer valid
Hieroglyphs of a system now long obsolete
No this button first love yes that’s the idea
If I fire I might as well hit me
Foreign familiar filthy fastidious forbidden forgotten
I sprinted a dozen times over where rotten
Things grew and she cried for a sweet-flavoured minute
Fugitive fustian funebral formidable infinite
Lament Of The Representatives Of The Old Order
(A silent dummy dirge)
We kept up our facade
The unworld showed the third world how
And prized its pretty inhibitions
They undressed us
And possessed us
And now that times are hard
The unworld holds its outward show
Too late for us to change positions
They have dressed us
And confessed us
The Shuttered Street Girl
(Love song for flutes)
Her face showed like a shuttered street
Under the mauve and maureen flash
From which iguanas might crawl
Golden gullets wide
She stood there in a wet shift breathing
And just a mental block away
A lane lay in old summer green
Behind her pregnant eyes
Where a young barefoot girl might drive
Her would-be-swans all day
Or night for night and day are both
They don’t apply
There’s always summer in the dreaming elms
Till your last shuttered white year
And while the small rain fills
The thoroughfares of love
So her face in blue fermentation
When she crouches seems
Like an ever-visiting miracle
As she pees by old brickheaps
There’s whole sparse countryside
Buckling up from far
Underground as she stoops there
And our small rain raining
The Infrasound Song
Where the goose drinks wait the wildmen
Wait the wildmen watching their reflections
When the damson fruits the wildmen
Wild Neanders dream their speckled sleep
They have their dances ochre-limbed to a stone’s tune
And their heavy hymns for the solstice dawn
Their dead go down into their offices berobed
With ceremony. Their virgins paint
Their cinnamon lips with juice of berry
They owned the world before us
Now their valleys fall echoing our footfall
In their shattered towns the smoke clings still
Down the autobahn arrows in the afternoon
As we drive them convert them or ride them
We are the strangers over the hilltop
Peace on our brows but our dreams are armoured
Fearsome in our feathers brutally flowered
Pushing the trip-time up faster and faster
Pre-psychedelic men know that extinction
Sits on their hilltops all drearily towered
As we cavalry in with the master
Cavalry in with the master
With the master
At The Starve-In
Met this girl at the starve-in
I met this girl at the starve-in
I said I met today’s girl at the starve-in
Protein deficiency’s good for the loins
She said there’s bad news from Deutschland
Yes she said there’s bad news from Deutschland
She lay there and said there’s bad news from Deutschland
Can you hear those little states marching
I raised my self kingly in the stony playsquare
Ground my elbow like a sapling in dirt
Looked through the stilled plantangents of smoke
Proclaimed that even the bad news was good
We’ve marched under banner headlines
Closed down the stone-aged universities
See ally fall upon ally
Oh Prague don’t dismember me please
It was all in the Wesciv work-out
Now we got some other disease
Met my fate in the work-out
Man, I met my fate in the work-out
No denying I met my fate in the work-out
And no one knows what’s clobbered me
Rainbows at starvation corner
There’s rainbows at starvation corner
I keep seeing rainbows at starvation corner
like they’re the spectrums at the feast
Met this girl at the starve-in
Yeah met this girl at the starve-in
Oh yeah I met this pussy at the starve-in
Ana we dreamed that we ruled Germany
We dreamed we ruled all Germany
It’s One of Those Times
It’s sim ply
One of those times
when you’re going to pot
one of those crimes
when you really should rot
one of those times you do not
It’s sim ply
one of those mornings
they’ve all got you taped
one of those dawnings
you hoped you’d escaped
one of those mornings you’re raped
The cities are falling like rain from the skies
The toadthings are leaving the ground as you watch
You’re laughing and dancing with joy and surprise
It helps with that pain in your crotch
So it’s just
one of those rages
that rupture and burn
one of those ages
you get what you earn
one of those pages
you wish you could turn
’Cos its none of your bloody concern
No it’s none of your bloody concern
It knocks you sideways
None of your bloody concern
The Poison that Powered Their Scrutinies
The poison that powered their inner scrutinies
Seeped into beetling baldbright Boreas
So he saw himself tumultaneously
Making the cripple still
Upon the cabbalistic asphalt
Making couch upon a lake of flames
Making love to a dummy vulva
Making Age Old Ina suffer him
His face cracked its banks
China thoughts depiggied
Boreas saw more of his borearsed self
Than he could dare or wish to see
He rocked with unreason on
The staggered balcony of insight
Manifolding in discardment
As his capital lost all loot
The Miraculous In Search Of Me
It could all have turned out differently.
Indeed, to other peeled-off I’s
The difference is an eternal recurrence:
And the stone trees that erupt along
My beaches, roots washed bone-clever
By the tow and rinse of change –
They shade one instance only of me,
For circumstance is more than character.
At this bare fence I once turned left
And became another person: laughed
Where else I cried and now sit lingering
Looking at Japanese prints;
Or in a restaurant decked with pine
Cones taste in company
Silver carp and damson tart.
Along the walls
Other I’s went, strangers in word and deed,
Alien photocopies, spooks
Closer than blood-brothers, more alarming
Than haggard face spectral in empty room,
Lonelier than stone age campfires, doppelgangers.
They are my possibilities. Their pasts were once
My past, but in the surging wheels
And cogs become distorted. So, this one –
On a far-distant spoke! – danced
All night and had splendid lovers,
Wrote love letters still kept locked
Treasured in a bureau-drawer, knew girls
The world now knows by name and voice.
But this I chose to wander down
My stony beach, my own rejection.
My past is like a fable. Truly,
Circumstance is more than character.
Whatever other peel-offs saw –
My I was on the stranded alien land,
The restlessness of broken cities,
Mute messages that only after years
Open, the crime of vulnerability,
Patched land of people never known to be
Known or knighted, wild bombed world,
World where I taste the flavour on
The tongue, knowing not if my other eyes
Would call it happiness or doom.
I am, but what I am –
Others may know, others may care. Only
The dear light goes in her hand
Away among the childhood trees.
In the perspectives of my mind
It never dwindles. I always live
With myself; and that’s too much.
I need
The overpowering circumstance
The nostalgia of
That eternal return
As if the unstructured hours
My uninstructed hours
Of day are pulped like
Newspaper
And used on us again
With the odd word
Here and there
Locked
Starting up out of context
Treasured
An old ghost
Haunting another
Discardment.
Indeed it is
Always eternally
Turning out
Different.
Confluence
The inhabitants of the planet Myrin have much to endure from Earthmen, inevitably, perhaps, since they represent the only intelligent life we have so far found in the galaxy. The Tenth Research Fleet has already left for Myrin. Meanwhile, some of the fruits of earlier expeditions are ripening.
As has already been established, the superior Myrinian culture, the so-called Confluence of Headwaters, is somewhere in the region of eleven million (Earth) years old, and its language, Confluence, has been established even longer. The etymological team of the Seventh Research Fleet was privileged to sit at the feet of two gentlemen of the Geldrid Stance Academy. They found that Confluence is a language-cum-posture, and that meanings of words can be radically modified or altered entirely by the stance assumed by the speaker. There is, therefore, no possibility of ever compiling a one-to-one dictionary of English-Confluence, Confluence-English words.
Nevertheless, the list of Confluent words which follows disregards the stances involved, which number almost nine thousand and are all named, and merely offers a few definitions, some of which must be regarded as tentative. The definitions are, at this early stage of our knowledge of Myrinian culture, valuable in themselves, not only because they reveal something of the inadequacy of our own language, but because they throw some light on to the mysteries of an alien culture. The romanised phonetic system employed is that suggested by Dr Rohan Prendernath, one of the members of the etymological team of the Seventh Research Fleet, without whose generous assistance this short list could never have been compiled.
AB WE TEL MIN The sensation that one neither agrees nor disagrees with what is being said to one, but that one simply wishes to depart from the presence of the speaker
ARN TUTKHAN Having to rise early before anyone else is about; addressing a machine
BAGI RACK Apologising as a form of attack; a stick resembling a gun
BAG RACK Needless and offensive apologies
BAMAN The span of a man’s consciousness
BI The name of the mythical northern cockerel; a reverie that lasts for more than twenty (Earth) years
BI SAN A reverie lasting more than twenty years and of a religious nature
BIT SAN A reverie lasting more than twenty years and of a
blasphemous nature
BI TOSI A reverie lasting more than twenty years on cosmological themes
BI TVAS A reverie lasting more than twenty years on geological themes
BIUI TOSI A reverie lasting more than a hundred and forty-two years on cosmological themes; the sound of air in a cavern; long dark hair
BIUT TASH A reverie lasting more than twenty years on Har Dar Ka themes (c.f.)
CANO LEE MIN Things sensed out-of-sight that will return
CA PATA VATUZ The taste of a maternal grandfather
CHAM ON TH ZAM Being witty when nobody else appreciates it
DAR AYRHOH The garments of an ancient crone; the age-old
supposition that Myrin is a hypothetical place
EN IO PLAY The deliberate dissolving of the senses into sleep
GEE KUTCH Solar empathy
GE NU The sorrow that overtakes a mother knowing her child will be born dead
GE NUP DIMU The sorrow that overtakes the child in the womb when it knows it will be born dead
GOR A Ability to live for eight hundred years
HA ATUZ SHAK EAN Disgrace attending natural death of maternal grandfather
HAR DAR KA The complete understanding that all the soil of Myrin passes through the bodies of its earthworms every ten years
HAR DI DI KAL A small worm; the hypothetical creator of a
hypothetical sister planet of Myrin
HE YUP The first words the computers spoke, meaning, ‘The light will not be necessary’
HOLT CHA The feeling of delight that precedes and precipitates wakening
HOLT CHE The autonomous marshalling of the senses which produces the feeling of delight that precedes and precipitates wakening
HOZ STAP GURT A writer’s attitude to fellow writers
INK TH O Morality used as an offensive weapon
JILY JIP TUP A thinking machine that develops a stammer; the action of pulling up the trousers while running uphill
JIL JIPY TUP Any machine with something incurable about it; pleasant laughter that is nevertheless unwelcome; the action of pulling up the trousers while running downhill
KARNAD EES The enjoyment of a day or a year by doing nothing; fasting
KARNDAL CHESS The waste of a day or a year by doing nothing; fasting
KARNDOLI YON TOR Mystical state attained through inaction; feasting; a learned paper on the poetry of metal
KARNDOL KI REE The waste of a life by doing nothing; a type of fasting
KUNDULUM To be well and in bed with two pretty sisters
LAHAH SIP Tasting fresh air after one has worked several hours at one’s desk
LA YUN UN A struggle in which not a word is spoken; the underside of an inaccessible boulder; the part of one’s life unavailable to other people
LEE KE MIN Anything or anyone out-of-sight that one senses will never return; an apology offered for illness
LIKI INK TH KUTI The small engine that attends to one after the act of excretion
MAL A feeling of being watched from within
MAN NAIZ TH Being aware of electricity in wires concealed in the walls
MUR ON TIG WON The disagreeable experience of listening to oneself in the middle of a long speech and neither understanding what one is saying nor enjoying the manner in which it is being said; a foreign accent; a lion breaking wind after the evening repast
NAM ON A The remembrance, in bed, of camp fires
NO LEE LE MUN The love of a wife that becomes especially vivid when she is almost out-of-sight
NU CROW Dying before strangers
NU DI DIMU Dying in a low place, often of a low fever
NU HIN DER VLAK The invisible stars; forms of death
NUN MUM Dying before either of one’s parents; ceasing to fight just because one’s enemy is winning
NUT LAP ME Dying of laughing
NUT LA POM Dying laughing
NUT VATO Managing to die standing up
NUTVU BAG RACK TO be born dead
NU VALK Dying deliberately in a lonely (high) place
OBI DAKT An obstruction; three or more machines talking together
ORAN MUDA A change of government; an old peasant saying meaning, ‘The dirt in the river is different every day’
PAN WOL LE MUDA A certainty that tomorrow will much resemble today; a line of manufacturing machines
PAT O BANE BAN The ten heartbeats preceding the first heartbeat of orgasm
PI KI SKAB WE The parasite that afflicts man and Tig Gag in its various larval stages and, while burrowing in the brain of the Tig Gag, causes it to speak like a man
PI SHAK RACK CHANO The retrogressive dreams of autumn attributed to the presence in the bloodstream of Pi Ki Skab We
PIT HOR Pig’s cheeks, or the droppings of pigs; the act of name-
dropping
PLAY The heightening of consciousness that arises when one awakens in a strange room that one cannot momentarily identify
SHAK ALE MAN The struggle that takes place in the night between the urge to urinate and the urge to continue sleeping
SHAK LA MAN GRA When the urge to urinate takes precedence over the urge to continue sleeping
SHAK LO MUN GRAM When the urge to continue sleeping takes
precedence over all things
SHEAN DORL Gazing at one’s reflection for reasons other than vanity
SHE EAN MIK Performing prohibited postures before a mirror
SHEM A slight cold afflicting only one nostril; the thoughts that pass when one shakes hands with a politician
SHUK TACK The shortening in life-stature a man incurs from a
seemingly benevolent machine
SOBI A reverie lasting less than twenty years on cosmological themes; a nickel
SODI DORL One machine making way for another; decadence,
particularly in the Cold Continents
SODI IN PIT Any epithet which does not accurately convey what it
intends, such as ‘Sober as a judge’, ‘Silly nit’, ‘He swims like a fish’, ‘He’s only half-alive’, and so on
STAINI RACK NUSVIODON Experiencing Staini Rack Nuul and then realising that one must continue in the same outworn fashion because the alternatives are too frightening, or because one is too weak to change; wearing a suit of clothes at which one sees strangers looking askance
STAINI RACK NUUL Introspection (sometimes prompted by birthdays) that one is not living as one determined to live when one was very young; or, on the other hand, realising that one is living in a mode decided upon when one was very young and which is now no longer applicable or appropriate
STAIN TOK I The awareness that one is helplessly living a role
STA SODON The worst feelings which do not even lead to suicide
SU SODA VALKUS A sudden realisation that one’s spirit is not pure, overcoming one on Mount Rinvlak (in the Southern Continent)
TI Civilised aggression
TIG GAG The creature most like man in the Southern Continent which smiles as it sleeps
TIPY LAP KIN Laughter that one recognises though the laughter is
unseen; one’s own laughter in a crisis
TOK AN Suddenly divining the nature and imminence of old age in one’s thirty-first year
TUAN BOLO A class of people one only meets at weddings; the pleasure of feeling rather pale
TU KI TOK Moments of genuine joy captured in a play or charade about joy; the experience of youthful delight in old age
TUZ PAT MAIN (Obs.) The determination to eat one’s maternal
grandfather
U (Obs.) The amount of time it takes for a lizard to turn into a bird; love
UBI A girl who lifts her skirts at the very moment you wish she would
UDI KAL The clothes of the woman one loves
UDI UKAL The body of the woman one loves
UES WE TEL DA Love between a male and female politician
UGI SLO GU The love that needs a little coaxing
UMI RIN TOSIT The sensations a woman experiences when she does not know how she feels about a man
UMY RIN RU The new dimensions that take on illusory existence when the body of the loved woman is first revealed
UNIMGAG BU Love of oneself that passes understanding; a machine’s dream
UNK TAK An out-of-date guide book; the skin shed by the snake that predicts rain
UPANG PLA Consciousness that one’s agonised actions undertaken for love would look rather funny to one’s friends
UPANG PLAP Consciousness that while one’s agonised actions undertaken for love are on the whole rather funny to oneself, they might even look heroic to one’s friends; a play with a cast of three or less
U RI RHI Two lovers drunk together
USANA NUTO A novel all about love, written by a computer
USAN I NUT Dying for love
USAN I ZUN BI Living for love; a tropical hurricane arriving from over the sea, generally at dawn
UZ Two very large people marrying after the prime of life
UZ TO KARDIN The realisation in childhood that one is the issue of two very large people who married after the prime of life
WE FAAK A park or a college closed for seemingly good reasons; a city where one wishes one could live
YA GAG Too much education; a digestive upset during travel
YA GAG LEE Apologies offered by a hostess for a bad meal
YA GA TUZ Bad meat; (Obs.) dirty fingernails
YAG ORN A president
YATUZ PATI (Obs.) The ceremony of eating one’s maternal grandfather
YATUZ SHAK SHAK NAPANG HOLI NUN Lying with one’s maternal grandmother; when hens devour their young
YE FLIC TOT A group of men smiling and congratulating each other
YE FLU GAN Philosophical thoughts that don’t amount to much;
graffiti in a place of worship
YON TORN A paper tiger; two children with one toy
YON U SAN The hesitation a boy experiences before first kissing his first girl
YOR KIN BE A house; a circumlocution; a waterproof hat; the smile of a slightly imperfect wife
YUP PA A book in which everything is understandable except the author’s purpose in writing it
YUPPA GA Stomach ache masquerading as eyestrain; a book in which nothing is understandable except the author’s purpose in writing it
YUTH MOD The assumed bonhomie of visitors and strangers
ZO ZO CON A woman in another field
The Dead Immortal
Mickie Houston was strikingly self-centred. But with his looks, his voice and his style – and his wife – he had gone far. And meant to go further.
Rickie Houston was strikingly beautiful. She looked even more lovely than usual as she said to her husband, ‘Don’t take the time-travel drug, darling. I have a terrible feeling it will kill you!’
Mickie Houston kissed her and said, ‘And I have a terrific feeling it may make me immortal!’