Language/Life
This is the same struggle – (LanguageLife) this mis-match, trans-mesh, between media (their mediums) . A woman arrived – beautiful. First thought: why isn’t language like her? no – why isn’t language...
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Again, that uncanny occurs. Someone stumbles upon some old composition or effort. Someone comments insightfully, provocatively, and I come into a new relation to what I had let into the world a decade...
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Like the first, the every new dependent of change; agent of again, now this . the starting that continues into while . its struck and tumbled and keeps rumbling a murmured name . an other, again, an I,...
View ArticleAlias V. Harlequin, remembers (via language)
I always wondered at my naming – “Alias V.” Not knowing where I come from, and finding all locatable Harlequins tricky and at play. “Alias Verbum” – who would name an infant that? Another name, a word....
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A gold, glaring like sunlight, like foil paper, glints out of the hands, gathered to plead, like tears with their measure of salt, gleaming an eye, like the viscous reflecting residue of pleasure –...
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A Letter in Employ
I am performing a task for my employer. I am writing a professional letter. I am letting you know that I labor. I am here to be useful, and used. I submit. My actions indicate that I accept...
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Haunted Man: I am: the possession
“quiet field without possession” Laurie Sheck, Captivity I am an ocean of signs. Of a womby surround – undulate, viscous, discombobulate, obscure. Tremulous quarks of murky markings and inference,...
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Haunted Man
[from a crumpled writing found under a car seat among additional trash, transposed to typing as a record of a mind’s mayhem and mistakes] “Deliver me, prays the haunted man. Therefore…” Gunnar Olsson,...
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Within / Without
“I have only to go on, as if there were something to be done, something begun, somewhere to go. It all boils down to a question of words, I must not forget this…” – Samuel Beckett, The Unnameable –...
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“All I know is the text”– Samuel Beckett
“A voice comes to one in the dark. Imagine. …Deviser of the voice and of its hearer and of himself. Deviser of himself for company. Leave it at that. He speaks of himself as of another. He says...
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Out of the Woods
“Why did you come out of your place in the woods?” I was asked. “I guess so,” I replied. So what? This I find I cannot answer. It is irrational. Perhaps to stir and sense? Dis- or un-cover?...
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Writing Presence
“The experimental dimension is precisely where thinking at its limit takes place, where the singularity of a given thought is being shaped…” – Michel de Beistegui – “the present is as long as a walk...
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Writing Ontologically? – the shit thickens
“It is the slowness of the art of writing, in its mechanical execution, that for years now has at times repelled and discouraged me: the wasted time of a writer throwing words on the page.“ Julien...
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Free to Write
With the freedom and challenge of writing nothing, with nothing to write. An assemblage without shape, a conditioned concoction…constrained by language, by individuality, by knowledge and finitude....
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Recycling…in retrospect
Two variations of older, longer works…trying to remember possibilities… Words Gestures Order Words & Gestures Filed under: creative writing, Experimenctes, fiction, fragments, identity, Language,...
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We are. Are we not.
Beginning this way, I have jettisoned my goal. No one is able to say precisely when it will rain, until it is raining. Not this one. Nor… At times it is raining. When will I be here? Or, better,...
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On Being Other
On Being Other (after Heidegger, on Holderlin) Broken off from origin: gods, family, homeland. Early switched direction – turning back, against, since. No belonging. No church, no community of...
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The Want for a Story : Texts for Nothing
The want for a story. For a ‘reason’ to be. A far place, an illusion, the stomach knows its illegitimacy, its fantasy, irreality…yet the brain (mind?) dying toward, for, craving, starving after it. A...
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Not-Belonging, Chapters
I feel somewhat apologetic, but here is one more selection from my archives. Another that when I re-read I am unable to see how I might do better, or how I ever got it done at all, yet all my work...
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Let Me Get This Out of Your Way
Intriguing stumble-upon. Clearing an old flash drive for my daughter I ran across this – texts from my first and only public reading – featuring art by George Ferrandi and Laura Barbuto, which...
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