Nature as origin and difference

draft #3 // work in progress

[not a final draft]

HAMLET AND OPHELIA by Andrej Dugin

I went under the lattice 
and found nothing: 
Oh! What a day! I fell

Into a fish and ran from
A whale, a wave, I was
Under her fin and, a stream,

I toiled amongst great rocks.
Every unmaking became
A-making until I was dizzy

With creation: the eye of 
The storm sat between my
Teeth and I disputed with 

My tongue until it turned 
Into a twister and took 
My throat from under the 

Gums. Oh! What a day!
Where time made reality
Thick against my skin 

And orientated my goings
Onto a spinning wheel, 
a golden silk-thread sewn 

into the corners of Nature’s 
eye. I found infinity in the 
space between my toes and 

Laughed a great roaring 
Lion into my belly. Purpose 
Took itself from the tree 

And went into the hooves 
Of the horse: it wept with 
Joy. An unweeded garden, 

In the dead of night, fingers
found midnight's herbs and
wrung their palms with decay – 

I awoke to a blue-light, 
pixilated, human: unspeakable 
and wordless, nature is dead. 

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References:

1. Vogel, S. (1999). Nature as Origin and Difference: On Environmental Philosophy and Continental Thought. Philosophy Today.

2. Shakespeare, W. (1998). Hamlet. Edited by Kevin Bryant. London: Penguin.

3. Wood, D. (2003). What is Ecophenomenology? ed. Charles Bornw and Ted Toadvine. Albany: SUNY Press.