messages. It may be asked, why these excesses? Must they not hold violence in abhorrence? Is not their structure fragile and will they not shatter at the first onslaught if they are not already in pieces from collision with each other? They say, listen, listen, they cry évohé, évohé, leaping like the young horses on the banks of the Eurotas. Stamping the earth, they speed their movements.
URSULA OBI ATIGONE ANTIGONE AGNETHE NO/SYMBOLS TEARING ARISE VIOLENCE FROM THE WHITENESS OF THE UNDYING BEAUTIFUL PRESENT WITH A GREAT DRUNKEN WING-BEAT THE BODY RIDDLED TORN (INTOLERABLE) WRITTEN BY DEFAULT ARISE NO/SYMBOLS MASSED EVIDENT/THE DESIGNATED TEXT (BY MYRIAD CONSTELLATIONS) FAULTY LACUNAE LACUNAE AGAINST TEXTS AGAINST MEANING WHICH IS TO WRITE VIOLENCE OUTSIDE THE TEXT IN ANOTHER WRITING THREATENING MENACING MARGINS SPACES INTERVALS WITHOUT PAUSE ACTION OVERTHROW
Moved by a common impulse, we all stood to seek gropingly the even flow, the exultant unity of the Internationale. An aged grizzled woman soldier sobbed like a child. Alexandra Ollontaï could hardly restrain her tears. The great song filled the hall, burst through doors and windows and rose to the calm sky. The war is over, the war is over, said a young working woman next to me. Her face shone. And when it was finished and we remained there in a kind of embarrassed silence, a woman at the end of the hall cried, Comrades, let us remember the women who died for liberty. And then we intoned the Funeral March, a slow, melancholy and yet triumphant air.