Friday, March 8, 2013

Julia Hartwig -- Polish poet


In Praise of the Unfinished: Selected Poems
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Return to My Childhood Home

Amid a dark silence of pines—the shouts of
young birches calling each other.
Everything is as it was. Nothing is as it was.
Speak to me, Lord of the child. Speak,
innocent terror!
To understand nothing. Each time in a different
way, from the first cry to the last breath.
Yet happy moments come to me from the past,
like bridesmaids carrying oil lamps.

~ Julia Hartwig

"Warsaw 1935"




Thursday, March 7, 2013

the joke of substance


The very fact of individual existence implies irony, leg-pulling, a clownish poking-out of the tongue.
                                                                                            ~ Bruno Schulz

the secondary literature


Literary critics of elevated sensibility, textual empathy, and informed imagination are hard to come by. The rare ones bond themselves almost spiritually to the finest literature. They write with such intelligent flair that their essays are like a homecoming. They understand how you understand. They give eloquent voice to your own deep wordless appreciation. Such a one was Susan Sontag.


1933 - 2004

Wednesday, March 6, 2013

Robert Walser


“With all my ideas and follies I could one day found a corporate company for the propagation of beautiful but unreliable imaginings.”
                                                          ~ Robert Walser






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Institute Benjamenta


Trailer for a unusual film by the Brothers Quay, based on the novel Jakob von Gunten by Robert Walser:




New York Review Books

world logic





An excerpt from Rebecca Goldstein's book:
It is logic itself, not its rules but its applications -- the vast and infinite system of logical entailments that are not merely abstract, as we usually conceive of them, but rather coated with the substance of being. Reality is ontologically enriched logic. It is a logic that is animated, alive with thought, infinitely aware of its own infinite space. And it is, simultaneously, a logic that is embodied, a logic which generates itself in space, resulting in a material world. 

That's some deep shit to ponder.