February 2012
“You are always ticking inside of me and I dream of you more often than I don’t....”
– Sierra DeMulder (via nonsensicalpapers)
“Colonial syllogism
No one can escape from destiny
No one can escape fate
No...”
– Tristan Tzara, Colonial Syllogism, 1924
“My sense of estrangement is becoming more and more dreadful.”
– W. G. Sebald
Time out of mind. Which is a phrase I suspect I may have never properly understood, now that I happen to use it.
Time out of mind meaning mad, or time out of mind meaning simply forgotten?
-David Markson, Wittgenstein’s Mistress
Space is boring, I cannot just sit around forever taking up what nobody else wants. It is only fitting, that the space between here and there is neither here nor there. How long do you reckon it will take me to walk from the top of this poem to bottom? to span the gap between ‘i’ and ‘u’? My love, according to Zeno we will never see eachother again.
Atleast now...
"Mayakovsky" by Frank O'Hara
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My heart’s aflutter! I am standing in the bath tub crying. Mother, mother who am I? If he will just come back once and kiss me on the face his coarse hair brush my temple, it’s throbbing! then I can put on my clothes I guess, and walk the streets. 2 I love you. I love you, but I’m turning to my verses and my heart is closing like a fist. Words! be sick as I am sick, swoon, roll back your eyes,...
“I am lonely for myself
I can’t find a real poem
if it won’t happen to me...”
– Frank O’Hara
Yes, there are moments, like this moment, when I seem almost restored to the feasible. Then it goes, all goes, and I’m far again, with a far story again, I wait for me afar for my story to begin, to end, and again this voice cannot be mine. That’s where I’d go, if I could go, that’s who I’d be, if I could be.
-Samuel Beckett, from Texts for Nothing #4
“I assumed that everything would lead to complete failure, but I decided that...”
– Jasper Johns
Had a dream I showed up late to Samuel Beckett’s class, drinking beer. Beckett was teaching Beckett, naturally.
