The nasty couple had a friend who seemed not to notice their nastiness. They thought she was precious, the only one who understood them. She of course did notice their nastiness, but, saint that she was, wanted to help them out of their nastitude.
Read moreIf you want to make an omelette
you've to break some egos
Read moreMy Metaphysics at Last
It curls a certain wayHews to humidityAnd my belly du jour.But just look as the earth and airUrge on the trees’ reachingAnd the waters’ lenticular slipping livesAnd ply these forms ever repeatingLike for likeAs if something were being rehearsed. This place is confecting minds in the end.It’s a place that does that.No reason given, none…
Read moreThe urge to make beautiful
Isn't that the response, to even the worst things, especially great loss? How can I make this beautiful… The problem comes when the making beautiful is somehow injurious. But isn't that just invitation to do it somehow better? Not to rail against the whole project of making beautiful anymore than it would be right to…
Read moreThe literary release
You see this in Bellow after "Dangling Man" with Augie March. Ceding the excruciating amount of thought and control–basically "knowingness" for the liberating confession of not knowing, not HAVING to know. It's a marvelous empowering thing. It opens your eyes, like music. Since when does music have to know a damn thing…
Read moreArt du Jour
for those without the consolation of thinking there is recompense for the here and now built-in, there is art. each rising sun calls for its renewal before dimming. to have been something different, to have caught us offguard and captivated, suspended us over the gulf. how much easier if the infinite life were a fact….
Read moreApologies for Ectasy
He apologized for his loves."I ran around crazy with sharp sticksI drove a thing nobody should havegiven me keys to. I slobbered on my friendswithout a napkin or a care. I'm so very sorry."And he relapsed into being a bystander ofthose prudent in love.
Read moreinjury
think about injury as the basis for not only anger, but evil in general. or maybe anger simply equals evil. but then there's the kind of psychotic evil that arises out of desire… anyway, this explains the seeming ineradicability of evil; injuries abound, often through the fault of no one, simply accidents, physics, mortality. a…
Read moreBook: “Hunger” by Sharman Apt Russell
Great on the physiology of hunger, its spiritual history, and on the state of famine in the world. Works up to the Irish famine at the very end. Written competently, not beautifully. Xmas present from Mark & Skart.
Read morepaean to the self-appointed author of the great american novel
I wanted to soar, shine, burnished by utteranceInstead I got dirty and lost my frickin sense of direction
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