Showing posts with label trees. Show all posts
Showing posts with label trees. Show all posts
Thursday, July 10, 2014
Monday, November 18, 2013
Caught between the tongue and the taste
always impossible.”
-Doris Lessing
Title: Anne Carson, Autobiography of Red
Image: Found
-Doris Lessing
Title: Anne Carson, Autobiography of Red
Image: Found
Saturday, February 16, 2013
This forest of letters
Labels:
books,
Edmond Jabes,
Edmond Jabès,
forests,
Susan Howe,
trees,
words,
writing
Monday, January 14, 2013
A swarm of voluptuous moths
Amazingly,
I am too the memory of a sword
and of a solitary, falling sun,
turning itself to gold, then gray, then nothing.
I am the one who sees the approaching ships
from harbor. And I am the dwindled books,
the rare engravings worn away by time;
the one who envies those already dead.
Stranger to be the woman who interlaces
such words as these, in some room in a house.
-adapted from Jorge Luis Borges, “I”
Image: Christo and Jeanne Claude, Wrapped Trees, Fondation Beyeler and Berower Park, Riehen, Switzerland, 1997-98
Photo: Wolfgang Volz
Title: Edmond Jabès, The Book of Questions: Volume I [The Book of Yukel, Return to the Book], translated by Rosmarie Waldrop
Friday, November 2, 2012
Monday, August 20, 2012
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