The meteor of the snow

“A snow storm was falling around us. The snow storm was real; the preacher merely spectral; and the eye felt the sad contrast in looking at him, and then out of the window behind him, into the beautiful meteor of the snow.” Emerson, Divinity School Address 

‘Literate

+++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  +++

The Garden

+++ …by love into a single volume bound,the pages scattered through the universe… –DANTE +++ Those thoughts to me were oaks. –SHAKESPEARE +++ …a book made full of days (pages),a ready effort full of all places thenthat may be because I have loved them… –DUNCAN +++ Every book is a quotation; and every house is a quotationout of all forests and mines and stone quarries; and everyman is a quotation from all his ancestors. –EMERSON +++ To ask or search I blame thee not, for heavenIs as the book of God before thee set,Wherein to read his wondrous works, and…

Work

+++ “…He who is willing to work gives birth to his own father.” -Kierkegaard, Fear and Trembling +++ “A man should learn to detect and watch that gleam of light which flashes across his mind from within, more than the lustre of the firmament of bards and sages. Yet he dismisses without notice his thought, because it is his. In every work of genius we recognize our own rejected thoughts: they come back to us with a certain alienated majesty.”-Emerson, Self Reliance+++(via The Anxiety of Influence)  

Collage

+++ Legato con amore in un volume, ció che per l’universo si squaderna: by love into a single volume bound, the pages scattered through the universe: – Paradiso, XXXIII +++ Thus is his cheek the map of days outworn – Sonnet LXVIII +++ To ask or search I blame thee not, for heavenIs as the book of God before thee set,Wherein to read his wondrous works, and learnHis seasons, hours, or days, or months, or years – Paradise Lost +++ a book made full of days (pages), a ready effort full of all places then that may be because I…

Wild wisdom

Andrew quoted this passage from Emerson in an e-mail to me today: “Crossing a bare common, in snow puddles, at twilight, under a clouded sky, without having in my thoughts any occurrence of special good fortune, I have enjoyed a perfect exhilaration. I am glad to the brink of fear. In the woods, too, a man casts off his years, as the snake his slough, and at what period soever of life, is always a child. In the woods, is perpetual youth. Within these plantations of God, a decorum and sanctity reign, a perennial festival is dressed, and the guest…

Wild wisdom

Andrew quoted this passage from Emerson in an e-mail to me today: “Crossing a bare common, in snow puddles, at twilight, under a clouded sky, without having in my thoughts any occurrence of special good fortune, I have enjoyed a perfect exhilaration. I am glad to the brink of fear. In the woods, too, a man casts off his years, as the snake his slough, and at what period soever of life, is always a child. In the woods, is perpetual youth. Within these plantations of God, a decorum and sanctity reign, a perennial festival is dressed, and the guest…