another entry from the distant past…
I am that I am
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hedy bach original photography mixed stories and music
Essays on Creative Nonfiction
Idea Splotches from an (African) American Librarian
Studies in Occult Detective Literature
a home for instrumental and experimental music
Conjured by Sarah Doughty
Montréal * Poésie * Photos
"As for me I reduce everything to a tumult of words" - Clarice Lispector
"As for me I reduce everything to a tumult of words" - Clarice Lispector
The Library is Open...
We seem to say the same things over and over, refining, reframing, chosing other words. Maybe born with a set of questions, one burning atom, one questioning molecule, one annoyance, one short circuit. A quest, a question. Nice to see this.
thank you simon. i agree…i am filled with redundancy 🙂
I’ve been going through some older stuff myself ( though it hardly has to be a few weeks old before I forget it). Style often changes, but themes remain, like those signature marks of painters, those note sequences of composers…