Undine

"If our auditory imaginations were sufficiently tuned to plumb and sound a vowel, to unite the most primitive and civilized associations, the word 'undine' would probably suffice as a poem in itself." Seamus Heaney

Saturday, July 25, 2020

Quote: Foucault

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Question: When did you stop believing in 'meaning?' Foucault: The break came the day that Levi-Strauss demonstrated - about societ...
Saturday, February 23, 2019

‘My Great, Great Etc. Uncle Patrick Henry’; poem by James Tate

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There's a fortune to be made in just about everything in this country, somebody's father had to invent everything—baby food, ...
Wednesday, February 20, 2019

In Praise of Shadows by Jun'ichiro Tanizaki

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This essay by Japanese novelist Tanizaki is a rich and subtle meditation on beauty and aesthetics. His  descriptions of light are subl...
Wednesday, January 30, 2019

Quote: Agnes Martin

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’There are no valid thoughts about art. If your sensibilities are awake you will respond. It will be a pleasant experience recalling happy t...
Thursday, October 4, 2018

Quote: Stephen Nachmanovitch

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‘... intuition computes concentrically.’ From ‘Free Play: Improvisation in Life and Art’
Wednesday, October 3, 2018

Ocean Beach

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Now It Is Clear - a poem by WS Merwin

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Now it is clear to me that no leaves are mine no roots are mine that wherever I go I will be a spine of smoke in the forest and the fores...
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