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The urge to get in …

July 29, 2010

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becomes the urge to get out. Advertisements

The surf

July 15, 2010

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The surf stretched white. The beach wall had a glass bottle.

Craftsmanship is not an added extra

July 10, 2010

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but the mind of the discovery.

A musical strike has five soldiers marching with rifles firing

July 8, 2010

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She occupied the redacted chair in the white room.  The doctor’s surgery was full.  She leafed through a magazine.  And very sane she seemed to me.

Poetry is the language of desire understood.

July 7, 2010

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Philosophy is the intimation of personal knowledge.

What poetry cannot be taught

July 7, 2010

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Why is whatever you would teach dead? I mean in so far as it is impossible to teach because you cannot teach desire? But for example poets learn from other poets; and what else could they do? And didn’t Thom Gunn learn from Yvor Winters? The act of self-teaching is a fraught one, because you […]

So I started as a robot?

July 3, 2010

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Who is surprised for a child if only pictures of adults are available when the child can only scream?  The oval image in a Box Brownie is the sort of stick of dynamite you need if the picture is to survive for any length of time: but the child sits on its hands.  The mountain […]