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Blood Red Bird

Like an Arrow I Was Only Passing Through

Jul 26, 2007

awesome...a little 80's revival for all the kids out there

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awesome...a little 8-

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Ben McMahan
Tucson, AZ, United States
PhD Student in Cultural Anthropology at the University of Arizona. Currently 'in the field' working on whatever comes my way - community response to disaster, social networks and social capital, industrial ethnography and ethnography of work, social construction of nature, place/space...all that jargony jazz. Also, I used to play music with other people, now I just play (music) with myself.
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places you should visit

  • Anthropology of the Contemporary Research Collaboratory
  • On the Assembly of Things
  • Vital Systems Security
  • Biopower and the Contemporary
  • Savage Minds - Notes and Queries in Anthropology
  • Society for Cultural Anthropology
  • Space and Culture
  • urbancartography
  • Lab Notes
  • The Map Room

the mythical past

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  • ►  2005 (6)
    • ►  December (3)
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Origins


I was not woken by the rooster
Nor by the crow's tough song
But the midnight cry of a blood red bird
Brought this sleeplessness on

Threw open the window
Moonlight on a black garden of thorns
And the cool wind on my sweat

What cries home
Where cries from
A blood red bird lies in the woods
Weeping into dead leaves
With wing torn and jutting bone

What hand bent it to bust
To be ueseless
What hand I could have done it
With two fingers

A blood red bird
A blood red bird

We can continually sink into each other
Just deep enough to rip out a bit more flesh
When we move away
A scarf of skin trailing out behind

Like an arrow
I was only passing through
A blood red bird
A blood red bird

--Bill Callahan/Smog