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Nine Million Dead
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Nine Million Dead
by Simon Moon

Nine million dead witches are in the room with me.
They come tumbling out of the books of White
And Murray, Gardner and Taylor, Lea and Lecky:
Nine million dead.

One with dark eyelids, a girl not twenty,
One with eyes that flash and laugh like a wolf's,
One with a humped back, in rags and sores,
One with a royal crown and a moon-white throat:
Nine million dead.

They smell of the dead (a rich, loamy smell);
Their eyes are inhuman but wise as a toad's;
They make no sound when they tread on the floor:
Nine million dead.

Like a fiddle's trill or the squeak of a bat
Impregnates the air with its own pulsation,
A vibration of fear is in this room
And looks at me with the mad wise eyes
Of nine million dead.

A lipless mouth with teeth all fanged,
Eyeless sockets and a leper's nose,
Long red hair like a crown of glory:
"I am life-in-death and death-in-life:
Kiss my mouth and understand!"
She was the only corpse among
Nine million dead.

Beauty and the Beast at the Empire State,
The Flying Dutchman and the youngest son-
It's an old story and it still sings true.
The stone rejected is the cornerstone.
I kissed her once and, through her, kissed
Nine million dead.

She was a nun and a whore, a mother, a child,
A snake and a dove and a corpse and a seed,
A boy I loved once and a man I feared
(She was my fear and the cause of my fear).
She was Father and Son and Holy Devil
And nine million dead.

My brain has nova'd and burned to ash,
The universe stripped to its naked skin.
We laughed at the living who could not know
The life beyond life and the joy beyond joy,
We nine million dead.

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balalajkin@lj
стал изучать историю британского
андерграунда, и напомнил.

Апропос, по этой эпохе есть
гениальная историческая книжка The Occult Underground / The Occult Establishment
(формально две, но по сути это два тома одного и того
же исследования), обязательное чтиво просто.
Что характерно, автор (Джеймс Вебб, весьма уважаемый академический
исследователь) скоропостижно умер в 34 года, потому что по ходу
исследований убедился, что его преследуют секретные
франкмасоны. Вебба лечили от шизофрении
и долечили до самоубийства.

Webb's work challenges theories of secularism, theories of
decline in organised religion and spirituality. Webb
argued that the 19th and 20th centuries had also been
marked by a revolt against the Enlightenment, and that the
rise of irrationalism was much more marked than the rise
of rationalism, especially before, during and after the
First World War and the Second World War. Webb traced the
influence of occult and mystical groups and writers on
literature, philosophy and politics.

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