+++What lover has he not outloved? What sage has he not outseen? -EMERSON from The Poet, or, Shakespeare +++ …This pursued through volumes would perhaps take us no further than this, that with a great poet the sense of Beauty overcomes every other consideration, or rather obliterates all consideration… -KEATS from the letters +++ “Obliterate the reader.”“Obliterate yourself before the reader.” -BLANCHOT  from Literature and the Right to Death  +++

My Shakespeare, my Shakespeare

+++ …why hast thou forsaken me? +++ “The story goes that, before or after he died, he found himself before God and he said: ‘I, who have been so many men in vain, want to be one man: myself.’ The voice of God replied from a whirlwind: ‘Neither am I one self; I dreamed the world as you dreamed your work, my Shakespeare, and among the shapes of my dream are you, who, like me, are many persons—and none.’ -BORGES, “Everything and Nothing”  +++ Sunday [21 Dec. 1817] Hampstead SundayMY DEAR BROTHERS,I must crave your pardon for not having written…

He’s all that

+++ “The trouble is that the writer is not only several people in one, but each stage of himself denies all the others, demands everything for itself alone and does not tolerate any conciliation or compromise. The writer must respond to several absolute and absolutely different commands at once, and his morality is made up of the confrontation and opposition of implacably hostile rules.  One rule says to him: “You will not write, you will remain nothingness, you will keep silent, you will not know words.” The other rule says: “Know nothing but words.” “Write to say nothing.” “Write to…

King Lear and the Very Bad Hair Day

OR King Leir and the Very Bad Heir Day The thing about King Lear for me is its bigness. Lear has big hair. Eighties big, teased out—And a crown of weeds, even! I feel little next to Lear. My hair cannot compete. It cannot. A.C. Bradley, probably the most influential 20th century critic of Shakespearian tragedy, agrees. He has written that to understand King Lear is to understand that we must “renounce the world, hate it, and lose it gladly. The only real thing in it is the soul, with its courage, patience, devotion. And nothing outward can touch that.”…


+++              …in my heart divined,My heart, which by a secret harmonyStill moves with thine…-MILTONParadise Lost, Book X+++

I shall call the world a school.

+++ From the Letters of John Keats To George and Georgiana Keats, Sunday, February 14th, Monday 3 May 1819 …The common cognomen of this world among the misguided and superstitious is ‘a vale of tears’ from which we are to be redeemed by a certain arbitary interposition of God and taken to Heaven-What a little circumscribed straightened notion! Call the world if you Please “The vale of Soul-making”. Then you will find out the use of the world (I am speaking now in the highest terms for human nature admitting it to be immortal which I will here take for granted…

New whip

+++ All things shall live in us and we shall live In all things that surround us. -WORDSWORTH, “The Ruined Cottage.” +++ Writing: Exteriority. -BLANCHOT +++ You thought you would forget about me…Fuck you think I am? I am. I am. I know that you like it, Daddy. I know that you hate it when you see me rolling up in my new whip… Tell me baby, who’s the boss of this?

self-fulfilling vocabulary

bagatelle, noun. 1. An unimportant or insignificant thing; a trifle.2. A short, light piece of verse or music.3. A game played on an oblong table with a cue and balls.