The two of us on a bench. Franz Kafka, 1912.
the body loves to remind oneself of one’s fragility
"What does a writer need? Well, he needs to read good writing. He needs to write. And he needs to rewrite, and rewrite, and rewrite his own sentences until they say as precisely and as economically as he can make them what he intends them to say." John Bartlow Martin
"Memory is not in us; it is we who move in a Being-memory, a world-memory.” ~ Gilles Deleuze
✍️ Jane Doe takes my hand, and we begin. A piano slips through the dimness. “Listen to me,” she says. “The sun and moon once shared the same scar.” Terrestrial paradises, hanging from no one’s coat hanger. Green is still too raw. Red is too wet. Paul Newman is coming to dinner today.
"To learn to be silent like the oak and the linden of the fable." ~ Octavio Paz, in "Coda" (tr. Eliot Weinberger)
“It is the job of poetry to clean up our word-clogged reality by creating silences around things.” ~ Stéphane Mallarmé
Well, I went down to Hammond. And now back to my wolves. 🖤🤘 Wolf Alice - Hammond Song youtube.com/watch?v=hJiX...
Wolf Alice - Hammond Song (Official Visualiser)
YouTube video by WolfAliceVEVO
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“Let our bodies try To ford a wider time, Our hands not know The other shore.” ~ Yves Bonnefoy
“One day, tens of millions of years from now, someone will find me rusted into the mud of a world they have never seen, and when they crumble me between their fingers, it will be you they find.” ~ Jeanette Winterson
John Atkinson Grimshaw, English (1836-1893), Wharfedale, 1871, oil on card, 44.4 x 34.3 cm, private collection
On absence and memory. Alejandra Pizarnik, _from "Oblivion" (tr. Cecilia Rossi)
"Un seul être vous manque, et tout est dépeuplé." ~ Alphonse de Lamartine
The End within the Seed of Life (2025) by Botond Gagyi. Oil on linen.
Henry Miller “One's destination is never a place, but a new way of seeing things.” .