VOICEOVER: And why do we act?
Nothing strange, but fear
& desire
to put food in our mouths
or
because we have accustomed
to fix a marker
even though that much shall
vanish; or
just to establish
companionship in our voyaging together
– sometimes something like
that. Let’s sit
& eat this cake,
sustaining ourselves in common.
The problem isn’t our
origins but where we’re heading to
and how it can be where we
wish to be.
OK then,
Jeff, now finally
That lemon
drizzle cake may I present:
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MONTAGE OPENING SEQUENCE: A mash up
of poets talking, listening & applauding
musicians likewise – ensuring their suitability
as any born of the seed of the late or post modern
improvisers of good standing
or persons of genuinely independent will.
Camera draws back to reveal exterior of Café Oto,
busy & alive. DISSOLVE to a
home kitchen. ESTABLISHING SHOT,
focusing on ingredients, bowl, scales, baking tin etc on work surface – then MATCHING SHOTS to the separate
segments of the Voiceover:
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“Lichen-hung
I come to you
in hillbilly
armour”
“Photos may
be difficult.”
“this wave of
translation
made tracks
towards the pebbled shore.”
“Spreading
out on the prima primula”
“heads which
are bright,
tails which
are dark,”
“I’ll show
you my mushrooming award.”
“Sally-my-obscurely
this one’s all about us.”
“The maiden
lights her fire & hastes away.”
“getting in
through the breaches
to fight with
the pedunculate oak”
“These hands
made the best French boats.”
“These
hands made the best English bats.”
“they have so
many words for allotment
& will not
withdraw”
“I dreamed I
wore a bloody crown
of staples .
. . “
“It happened
I just
broke my axe
. . . “
“No one
listens to Petrarch.”
“In her long
loose sleeves he drown’d
displaying
all the elegants of sound.”
“I have
considered your structure.
It is awfully
clean.”
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1.
Actor cuts the baking
paper, greases it, fitting it in the tin & finally trimming to leave to
handles at the long ends
2.
A. lights the oven at the
correct setting
3.
A. grates the lemon
4.
A. creams the butter &
sugar (with a fork by hand)
5.
A. drops in eggs one by one
6.
A. then drops in lemon peel
7.
A. finally sifts in the
flour, using a metal spoon in sieve
8.
A. spoons the mixture into
the tin & smooths its top
9.
A. then places the cake in
the oven
10. A. checks the cake with a skewer – finds its top is ready, but
the cake is still doughy on the inside, so it is replaced in the oven, with a
round of baking paper on top
11.
A. finally takes out the
cake
12.
A. squeezes the lemon juice
and pours it onto the sugar and mixes together
13.
A. pricks the top of the
cake with a skewer
14.
A. pours the lemon drizzle
mixture over the cake
15.
A. takes the cake out of
the tin, and unpeels the paper
16.
A. places the cake on
suitably sized and traditionally decorated plate, cuts a slice, places this
on a smaller tea plate, and eats the slice, leaving several crumbs
17.
A. places the cake
(complete as end of shot 15) into a clean tin, lined with paper longitudinally
which extends as handles at the ends
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“Hopeful, dirty, noisy &
shaken.
This place too was once an
assart
– always an assart.
Time to hack out another
& dwell in it.
Jeff Hilson, we fucking
love your assarts
& yr organs too
& here at Hockerill we
demand more
raising high the heads of
abbots on long poles
also officials of the
Ministry of Agriculture, Fisheries and Kulture.
Will you join us in
decapitating
His Grace the Bishop of
London & too
The High Sheriff of
Hertfordshire?
It would be such fun to do
it together at last
– don’t you think?
Wild Justice of The Amorites,
we’d chant together.
for the Amorites are The
Assarts
the terrible terrible
Assarts.”
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18. Shot of empty tea plate with several crumbs on it (as end of
shot 16). HOLD FOR 5 SECONDS, then
USING STOP/START animate the
crumbs into random jittering movements &
19. SLOWLY FADE TO BLACK throughout
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20. HOLD ON BLACK FOR 3
SECONDS after end of voiceover
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(a poem committed against purity, precision, perfection) (a sequence of 100+ poems, following stochastically governed sequences of widely varied forms/constraints/recipes, with various repetitions of vocabulary, and varying openness to external language events) (a poem by Peter Philpott)
Thursday, 6 March 2014
60. Recipes of the Poets: Episode 5. The Sundays at the Oto Lemon Drizzle Cake, Starring Jeff Hilson, Celebrated Author of “In The Assarts”
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Jeff Hilson, In The Assarts (Veer, 2010).
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