The unheard echoes the unuttered. These were not nightmares but arches.The  great beyond and the undercurrents. A muted chant between two tones.Invisible waters drip. Listen again, listen more,and every night shall release deep images from the tightest fabricText, image and sound by O.V.S.///////////////////////////////////////////////////// SOUNDPOEMS of Nuits et Noirs 3 For this issue, the contributors where invited to respond to questions related to a quote of a letter by Antonin Artaud:“I am adding another language to the spoken language, and I am trying to restore to the language of speech its old magic, its essential spellbinding power, for its mysterious possibilities have been forgotten.”The questions:– Have “the mysterious possibilities of language” – of speech or otherwise – indeed been forgotten? If so, what is the quality of this loss? How does this loss sound?– Is the magic of language still present? In what way\form? Can it be transmitted? How is it transmitted?– Can a new language be created? Can a sacred language be created?