Gadji beri bimba glandridi laula lonni cadori
Gadjama gramma berida bimbala glandri galassassa laulitalomini
Gadji beri bin blassa glassala laula lonni cadorsu sassala bim
Gadjama tuffm i zimzalla binban gliga wowolimai bin beri ban
My keyboard is doin’ just fine! This is the first part of “poems without words or sound poems” by Hugo Ball. These poems were performed (rather than recited or read) in Club Voltaire in Zurich a little while before Dada Manifest of 14 July 1916.
If you think the craziest things can’t get crazier, check this out!
This e-poem entitled ‘The Hugo Ball’ came out in 2010 by Talan Memmott. Move the cursor on the circle. Toward it and then outward. Listen to people in the background (talkin’ in a cafe probably). Those meaningless words are Ball’s, and yet, the whole thing in front of you is another poem by another weirdo named Memmott.
Welcome to Digital Humanities! One day Dada movement forced us to rebuild our literature framework. Now, an e-poem version of it asks us to do the same (and perhaps to break every framework all together).
Our eye- and head- and backache of bein’ pushed toward the gates of new worlds won’t last long. This is the new ara, the little but growin’ DH, blinkin’ at us with a tricky smile.
Give her a warm hug, ’cause she has all the intentions to join the family and become the favorite child.