December 2011
170 posts
I changed the title of my blog from The Nightwood to Death Arias—please tell me if this is just stupid, since I hold some of you in high regards. ???
1 tag
and now i do plan to put on my shoes so that i can go to the store and buy whiskey and cigarettes and into the night go and dissipate
All around us the town was falling apart, dissolving back into its prehistoric state.
* * *
Our ancestral people of this land took something with them that has altered more the psychic landscape than the physical one. Their sense of doom is palpable and it tells their story in a way that artifacts can’t.
Grace Krilanovich (The Orange Eats Creeps)
1 tag
1 tag
That's Where I'm Going
Beyond the ear there is a sound, at the farthest reaches of sight a shape, at fingertip’s end an object—and that’s where I’m going.
At the tip of the pencil the line.
Where a thought expires is an idea, behind the last breath of joy another joy, at the point of a sword magic—that’s where I’m going.
At the tip of one’s toes the leap.
It’s...
1 tag
I’ve tried to look closely into someone else’s face—a cashier at the movies. In order to learn the secret of her life. Useless. The other person is an enigma. And with eyes that are those of a statue: blind.
* * *
“My soul breaketh for longing of Thee.” Psalms 119:20
“I, who understand the body. And its cruel exigencies. I’ve always known the body. Its...
2 tags
Literature is concerned with plot and character. Its intention is to be “well-written” and “comprehensible.” It’s a very commonplace activity. Then there is the progression towards writing … writing as writing … I mean simple textual writing.… It is that desire to do something new which compels one to move from literature to writing and from writing...
