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

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

Thursday, May 12, 2016

Unfathomable Cities




The deep parts of my life pour onward,
as if the river shores were opening out.
It seems that things are more like me now,
that I can see farther into paintings.
I feel closer to what language can’t reach.
With my sense, as with birds, I climb
into the windy heaven, out of the oak,
and in the ponds broken off from the sky
my feeling sinks, as if standing on fishes.

-Rilke

Image: Irene Suchocki

Saturday, May 7, 2016

Words Hazard All



              I’ve never thought of counting words. I’d rather not

              know.
-Iris Murdoch

      Title: Ronald Johnson

Friday, December 18, 2015

Not Waving but Drowning






















Drowning men, it is said, cling to wisps of straw.
-Fyodor Dostoevsky
 

Image: Arthur Siegel, Study of Negative/Positive Profiles, c.1937
Title: Stevie Smith

Tuesday, September 22, 2015

Something ineffable about the past




















  Above all...I wanted to build the palace of my memory, because my memory is my only homeland.
   -Anselm Kiefer
 

Image: Manuel Álvarez Bravo, Box of Visions, 1938
Title: Susan Sontag

Friday, September 4, 2015

We live submerged



    Words carry oceans on their small backs.
 

    -Lidia Yuknavitch, The Chronology of Water
 

Image: Graciela Iturbide, Eyes to Fly With?, Coyoacan, Mexico, 1991
Title: Evangelista Torricelli