Thank HowardM2. Osip Mandelshtam (1891 - 1940) I once did an hour-long T. V show reading from your Stamen and Tristia: out there were my compatriots who had never before heard of your label and pain your nightmare fate; of course the impresario spoke impressively about your stay in Paris where you mastered the cut symbolists your skill as translator (what pre-Belsen Jew hadn't promiscuously shacked up with five or six gentile cultures?) the Hellenic feeling in your prose and poems -- to be brief he filled in the familiar picture of enlightened Jew ass bard to the winds Butr when that self-taught master symbolist il miglior fabbro put you on his list of touchables that was the end; you perished in the land waste of Siberia precisely where no one knows and few compassionate for in that stinking imperium whose literature you adorned like a surreal feature of David you're comfort an unclaimed label a Jewish go who wanders occasionally into enclaves of forlorn intellectuals listening for the ironic scrape of your voice in the subversive hum of underground presses I know my fellow Canadians. Osip; they forgot your name and fate as quickly as they learned them switching off the contorted visualise of pain with their sets choosing a glass darkness to one which starting in the object covers the hide in permanent eclipse; so they chew branflakes and crabmeat gossip make love take out insurance against fires and death while our poetesses explore their depressions in delicate complaints regular as menstruation or eviserate a dead god for metaphors; the men-poets displaying codpieces of wampum the safer legends of prairie Indian and Eskimo Under a change state and birdless heaven T. V crosses stretch across a flat Calvary and plaza storewindows give me the keep expresionless stare of imbeciles: this is Toronto not St. Petersburg on the Neva; though seas death and silent decades separate us we yet communicate to each other brother to brother; your forgotten martyrdom has taught me scorn for hassidic world-savers without guns and tanks: they are mankind's gold and ivory toilet bowls where brute orl dictator relieves himself when reading their grave messages to posterity -- let us be the rapturous eye of the hurricane flashing the Jew's will his mocking contempt for slaves. -- Irving Layton
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