Greetings all – thanks to the continuous hard work of Lisa Thatcher et. al., the experimental literary-aesthetic new magazine Henry is live! I’m excited about this project, not only because Thatcher’s own work and interests are so astute and lively, but the principle of the thing and the open energy of the legacy of Henry Miller. I invite you all to check it out (helps if you are able to read French), and you will also find a piece of creative writing by myself within. Thanks Lisa & co., thanks Henry for verve and example, thanks writers and readers – it manifests!
Category: Writing
“The literary word resembles a person who roams at will” – Robert Musil
“The sentence not only derives its meaning from the words: the words derive their meaning from the sentence, and the relationship between page and sentence, whole work and page, is no different…the embracing and the embraced develop their meaning mutually out of each other, and the structure of a page of good prose is, analyzed logically, not something frozen but the vibrating of a bridge, which changes with every step one takes on it…”
“One can only explain that it is from all the details taken together, and through their mutual interpenetration, that the whole arises in a way that remains mysterious…a transformation of sense that eludes logic…but the meanings are related to each other, and when one grasps one meaning the others peep through beneath it…”
-Robert Musil – “Literati & Literature” –
“It is only meaningful to speak of originality where there is a tradition” – Robert Musil
“thus one could probably ‘dissect’ any writer whatever (formally, or according to subject matter, or even according to the intended meaning), and would find in him nothing but bits and pieces of his predecessors; by no means completely ‘taken apart’ and ‘newly assimilated,’ but preserved in broken shards”
“Thus in serious literature the peculiar situation emerges that the general ongoing tradition and the personal contribution of the individual cannot be separated from each other. In this process the continuum does not grow in any dimension other than extent, nor does the personal element gain a solid position. The whole consists of variations that randomly come to rest on each other.”
-Robert Musil, “Literati & Literature”-
Circling Empty Wells
sifting through ignored piles of the semester
another “reject” as it were from the collaborative work with Quirk’n It
we call it “circling the well”
this devoted dance
in which all paths
point to the gap.
.
we want to be loved
for who we “are”
some true self
supposedly
.
fabricated
in the midst of
the rest of us
is “all.”
.
we touch the tiles
and read them
when we can
mapping our approach
.
to the heart.
The urn is empty –
perhaps the strongest clue
that our dancing fills it.
N Filbert 2013
Outlining the philosophical project of creativistic philosophy
A stimulating realm of thinking
Sent from a friend…
…passed along for Tocksin
(and other grammar afficianados)
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Journeyings
new work by Holly and I, in collaboration with Emily Hughes at Searchingtosee.com
The Secret(s). The Key(s). For Everyone. The Next One.
Someone recently tagged this post I had long forgotten came from somewhere within me…re-reading it re-opened and helped provide direction or remembrance to some interrogative purpose… thank you WordPress-ers
“He opens Nothing, with a nothing key” (Macedonio Fernandez)
(Arkadii Dragomoschenko) “Everything begins as an error of vision…”
Time. How it fluctuates. The excruciating and seemingly eternal wait…and that which occurs suddenly. Whether it exists or not, we live on its terms. Experienced, as with everything, to varying intensities.
Interruption.
Arrival.
Topical, temporal, terms.
Age-old commonplace: does movement (spatial) fragment a continuum (temporal)? or does some urge toward continuance (temporal) spawn diverse actions (spatial)? Chicken or egg? Or chicken in egg withwhile an egg in the chicken? Choose your poisons. Or not. The terms preside.
When are we most apt to accede to the passage (spatial) that is (of) time? Alternately referred to as “aging,” “progress,” “growth,” “erosion,” “deterioration,” “process” and so on. Some quote/unquote “motion” variously rendered (perspectivally perceived).
Serial designations. Arbitrarily “first,” “second,” “third,” “last.” “Beginning,” “middling,” “end” (-ing). Sounds and rhythms (consonant-verb syllables)…
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The journey
Just a little note on this project – Holly and I will be the first recipients and will produce a response or our engagement with Emily‘s work here and then send it along its way! Writers/Artists/Bloggers – check out the project and contact searchingtosee if interested or want to become a part of this photograph’s journey!
I have sent the photograph today. Here is a little bit about its past life:
It is an old photograph, which started life as a transparency, and I have had re-printed. I took this photograph over 10 years ago now, on an Olympus OM-4. The film was Fuji, but I forget now whether it was velvia or sensia, unfortunately. I took the picture as part of a larger project about in-between spaces. When I was trying to think of a photograph to send on this journey (it seemed an impossible task!), I spent a long time searching around in my brain until I came up with this one. I wanted to send something old which I could make new for the project. Something which already had some history, and personal meaning to me. It was taken whilst on a journey, and so it seemed fitting to use it as a…
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All my Words are Silent 