In “Manifesto of mr.aa the anti-philosopher”;
we are treated to a piece of poetry that does not follow a specific rhyme
pattern or strophe/stanza structure. It is more so a string of words, often
drawing off and leading to nonsense, for example the line, “without searching
for I adore you” which is directly followed by “who is a French boxer”. This
manifesto is clearly a poem with leaps in subject that go on constantly, yet
somehow connect, as the words “I adore you” can for a thought with “who is a French
boxer”. This is a typical aspect of poetry, learning to stop lines so as to play
with meaning as you create connections that are unexpected from line to line.
It’s important to note these aspects of the work, as Tzara jumps from topic to
topic as he strings sense along. But all of it is a contradiction. That is the
biggest aspect of the work, that this mr.aa is an anti-philosopher who
coincidently philosophizes a lot. Take this line for example, “and highly
suspicious with a new form of intelligence and a new logic of our own” is
highly philosophic in nature, it is specifically questioning a new form of intelligence
and logic. Beyond this contradiction of Tzara’s manifesto, it’s important to
note that beyond the content and its background, Tzara inserts little
vocalizations, or pieces of personality in this manifesto in the form of foot
notes. The first foot note follows “I am like all of you!” and says “I wanted
to give myself a little publicity”. It’s a sort of negation of what he’s
saying, it null and voids the meaning behind his words, causing us to question
the sincerity of the whole manifesto. The second foot note is “No more manifestos”
which follows the line “NO MORE WORDS!” and emphasizes the contradictory theme
in the entire work. Why does Tzara write no more manifestos when he is writing more?
The last foot note is simply “Sometimes.” This again brings the line it follows
into question. He says “I do the opposite of what I suggest to others” yet we
know it’s only sometimes. The point of suspicion of the manifesto itself contradicts
the point of even writing it in the first place, much like the almost undefinable
spirit of Dada in the first place. It is art, it is a movement, it is a lot of
things, and so are the words in Tzara’s work. This is reminiscent of double
sided social niceties, sarcasm and basic social interactions, the fact that
often what we say is not what we mean, or that there’s always more that we haven’t
yet said. Tzara writes for the social world, he writes like many modern day
bloggers do, without a lot of meaning, but with words that rile people up, with
philosophical speak and citations to artistic movement. It’s funny, how the
writes of social media, the social justice bloggers and Meta writers at times
echo Tzara’s nonsense, when perhaps they aren’t trying to write nonsense. Hey
maybe I’m writing the same way.
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