J'espere

J'espere
Are you there?
If you are
Wunderbar!

SCYLLA IN WWWONDERLAND

An Epic Poem, Comprised of Cantos, Annotated,
Edited and Introduced by Enid Evenson Haddow de Burke,
Literary Advisor to the Queen



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Introduction

Certain Individuals are born with special talents, some so rare as to not appear on this dusky bauble upon which we silently perch more than once in a century. Herein is presented a new Master-Work from just such an Anointed One, an Authoress of already searing world-wide renown - Baroness Scylla vom und zu Karybdis.

I commend her heartfelt, and astonishing, wisdom and words to you all.

- Enid Evenson Haddow de Burke
Literary Advisor to the Queen




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Canto I


To compose
With mellifluous precision
...

I can't

OH !!!!!!!!!!!



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Canto II
The "Nutcracker" Canto


Tchaikovsky died
So Gelsey could get fried*


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*EDITOR'S NOTE

This deceivingly and, if I may say so, devilishly simple canto is, perhaps, the most amazingly complex of this entire Master-Work, and will arguably require extensive editorial elucidation for virtually all readers. We've little time to lose, so let's get started!

Pyotr Ilich Tchaikovsky is undeniably the most popular composer of all time, as beloved by the Power Elite (cf. his shocking and [literally!] ground-breaking use of cannons in his immortal 1812 Overture) as by the chimney-sweep, scullery-maid, and bar-hand.

Unfortunately, Pyotr Ilich committed suicide because of his unrequited love for his own nephew.

(Um, I didn't say this editorial analysis wasn't going to be without its, ah..., "rough" spots.)

Gelsey Kirkland, alternatively, is undeniably the most beloved American ballerina of the Twentieth Century. She is especially well-known to us today through the incessant - rather, the compelling annual Christmas season rebroadcast of her divine interpretation of Tchaikovsky's (supra) Nutcracker Suite.

Also unfortunately, Gelsey was involuntarily committed to a mental hospital, at the height of her career, for more than two years, by her jealous mother, for doing nothing more than what the rest of New York in the 1970's was doing - partying on cocaine.

(Not TOO bad a wobble there, I hope!)

And so there you have it. The most brilliant Poetess of our time, Scylla vom und zu Karybdis, has condensed as much Greek Tragedy as is contained in all of Homer, throwing in Electra, Oedipus, and Sisyphus like icing on the cake, into what I like to think are among the two most brillliant lines ever written in the English language.

- Enid Evenson Haddow de Burke
Literary Advisor to the Queen



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Canto III


Eenie, Meenie
Chanson Moet
Have you sung
A Meister-song today?



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Canto IV


Eenie, Meenie
Mein Kampf Moe
Catch a George Soros
...

By the Jean Cocteau?



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Canto V
The "Email" Canto



To: Director@cia.gov
Bav@vatlib.it
Charles@princeofwales.gov.uk
Gloria@vanderbilt.com
George@soros.org
From: Scylla
Date: (withheld)
Subject: The World

Hi!*


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*EDITOR'S NOTE

Ascending to the stage of World-Importance is not something that comes naturally to most of us, be we of high or low station. But in the case of the amazing Scylla vom und zu Karybdis, it is evidently as instinctively natural as accepting the mother's teat when new-born.

And while, for most of us, the words "Hi World" are limited to a form of sophomoric self-mockery indulged in only (with the emphasis on ONLY) during the elementary courses in computer science with the first attempts to produce output at what the cyberneticists call a "terminal", we find here an altogether transmogrified potentiation of those same words in the glorious hands of a Master Artist.



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END OF BOOK ONE