How by darkness a star is perfected

+++ BY DISPOSITION OF ANGELS by Marianne Moore Messengers much like ourselves? Explain it.Steadfastness the darkness makes explicit?Something heard most clearly when not near it?           Above particularities,these unparticularities praise cannot violate.      One has seen, in such steadiness never deflected,      how by darkness a star is perfected. Star that does not ask me if I see it?Fir that would not wish me to uproot it?Speech that does not ask me if I hear it?       Mysteries expound mysteries.Steadier than steady, star dazzling me, live and elate,    no need to say, how…

The alphabet of trees

+++ THE BOTTICELLIAN TREES by William Carlos Williams The alphabet ofthe trees is fading in thesong of the leaves the crossingbars of the thin letters that spelledwinter and the coldhave been illumined withpointed green by the rain and sun–The strict simple principles ofstraight branches are being modifiedby pinched-out ifs of color, devoutconditions the smiles of love — ——- until the scriptsentences move as a woman’slimbs under cloth and praise from secrecyquick with desire love’s ascendancyin summer — In summer the songsings itself above the muffled words– +++ -pg 30, The William Carlos Williams Reader, edited by M.L. Rosenthal, originally from…

All torn up about it

+++ Gustave Doré’s (1832–1883) illustration for Canto XXXI of Dante’s Paradiso. +++ I saw, by love into a single volume boundThe pages scattered through the universe… +++

The Invisible World

+++ +++ I was lost; Halted without an effort to break through; But to my conscious soul I now can say— ‘I recognize thy glory’: in such strength Of usurpation, when the light of sense Goes out, but with a flash that has revealed The invisible world, doth greatness make abode, There harbours; whether we be young or old, Our destiny, our being’s heart and home, Is with infinitude, and only there; With hope it is, hope that can never die, Effort, and expectation, and desire, And something evermore about to be. -William Wordsworth, The Prelude  +++ A wood engraving…

From "Empire of Signs" by Roland Barthes

+++ “…but it is also necessary that, leaving aside vast regions of darkness (capitalist Japan, American acculturation, technological development), a slender thread of light search out not other symbols but the very fissure of the symbolic. This fissure cannot appear on the level of cultural products: what is presented here does not appertain (or so it is hoped) to art, to Japanese urbanism, to Japanese cooking. The author has never, in any sense, photographed Japan. Rather, he has done the opposite: Japan has starred him with any number of ‘flashes’; or, better still, Japan has afforded him a situation of…

A moment from ‘The Passion According to G.H.’

+++ “Understand, dying I knew beforehand and dying still wasn’t demanding me. But what I’d never experienced was the crash with the moment called “right now.” Today is demanding me this very day. I had never before known that the time to live also has no word. The time to live, my love, was being so right not that I leaned my mouth on the matter of life. The time to live is a slow uninterrupted creaking of doors continuously opening wide. Two gates were opening and had never stopped opening. But they were continuously opening onto — onto the…

Vocab via Clarice, Barthes, Buddhist philosophy

tessitura, noun.Music. The part of the total compass of a melody or voice-part in which most of its tones lie. enclitic, adj.Grammar. That ‘leans its accent on the preceding word’ (Liddell and Scott): in Greek grammar the distinctive epithet of those words which have no accent, and which (when phonetic laws permit) cause a secondary stress to be laid on the last syllable of the word which they follow. Hence applied to the analogous Latin particles -que, -ve, -ne, etc., and in mod. use (with extension of sense) to those unemphatic words in other langs. that are treated in pronunciation as…