While sharing a hotel room with my son Nearing the end there were just two Running through fields, slightly uphill. An exhausted me, perhaps, arms outstretched, As to a loving parent not just ahead? And a final turn… Read More ›
Listening for the Unconscious
the wedge of her nose quite rightfully assumed
Or, Six short poems, five women & the Alps Below are several poems about different women, real or imagined, and about the Alps. The poems were drafted very early one morning after taking a train over the Alps from Geneva… Read More ›
I had placed my hopes in aporia
Une version en français se trouve en-dessous. Toutes suggestions, rectifications et améliorations sont les bienvenues ! Touching the lame, the healer finds a warmth he had never known before. We write now knowing that we don’t know what to… Read More ›
Guston Presidents Cartoons Questions?
Reblogged from Zeteo! In a number of Philip Guston’s more than 100 cartoon-style drawings of Richard Nixon, which are currently on view at the Hauser & Wirth gallery in New York City, the former President’s nose and jowls are… Read More ›
A dream is the fulfillment of a wish
LISTENING FOR THE UNCONSCIOUS August 2013 [click for pdf] Carolyn has written me again, to my great pleasure, and I do not think she needs further introduction to Montaigbakhtinian readers. Let me just copy her words as if this were… Read More ›
My Best Friend
LISTENING FOR THE UNCONSCIOUS June 2013 My electronic friend Carolyn has graced me with, as she puts it, “one of my little stories which I am thinking could be of interest to you and your readers.” With no further… Read More ›
Primorduality
FROM NO SEQUENCE 2004? I find little more stirring than the sight of a sleek female swimmer doing the crawl through the clear waters of a swimming pool. It is not the feeling—to see more, underneath, inside—that I might have… Read More ›
