These fragments I have shored against my ruins. -T.S. Eliot

These fragments I have shored against my ruins.  -T.S. Eliot

Sunday, February 19, 2012

Eternity and it is Just as Flat and Wide

















I see the world is flat and the map flat
that records it, and both page and world
speak each other forever. Put a fold
in eternity and it is just as flat and wide.
Take the map of the world and fold it
into a boat and the boat becomes the world.

-Dan Beachy-Quick from Spell 

[image: Johann Ruysch world map, 1507-1508]

Saturday, February 18, 2012

Nota Bene
























[Footnotes, subtext are everything.]

Photo: Random, found

Monday, February 13, 2012

The Markawasi Stone Forest of Peru
















"The river that flows nowhere, like a sea…"


-Wallace Stevens

Art: The Markawasi Stone Forest of Peru

Monday, February 6, 2012

Everything is written in the sky


















"Dorrego revealed the other sky, the boundless dome that sends you rushing to a dictionary for synonyms for ‘infinite’; stars that clustered, not into constellations, but into galaxies; stars like swarms of bees which suggested not stillness or permanence but movement, the trail of something, of someone that passed just now, a moment ago, when you weren’t looking. A sky that seemed to suddenly reveal the meaning of all things: Man’s need to create language to describe it, geography to explain his place within it, biology to remind him that he is a newcomer in this universe, and history, because everything is written in the sky above Dorrego."

-Marcelo Figueras, Kamchatka 





photo: James Henkel, 2 Hands Sunspots

Tuesday, January 31, 2012

Winter























How like a winter hath my absence been.

-William Shakespeare, from “Sonnet XCVII: How like a Winter hath my Absence been” +

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