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Pascale-Anne Brault and Michael Naas, editors. The Work of Mourning by Jacques Derrida. Preparing the ground, the editors lead up to a discussion of what it might mean to mourn for a generation by these thoughts on the cumulative. Each … Continue reading →

For someone who thought “demure” meant “slutty”, an excerpt from Fowler’s Modern English Usuage (2nd edition revised by Sir Ernest Gowers): this little quotation from the entry on “irony” which after the discussion of Socratic and dramatic irony provides this … Continue reading →

Lisa Robertson’s essay on “Atget’s Interiors” collected in Occasional Work and Seven Walks from the Office of Soft Architecture at one point draws on lectures by Gertrude Stein. Atget’s neighbor Gertrude Stein said that paragraphs are emotional, sentences are not. … Continue reading →

from “Value Village Lyric” We think of the casual bravado of Baudelaire’s tied black cravat against the scrim of white collar in the photograph by Nadar. The fabric of his coat is stiff, with shiny folds at the torso. The … Continue reading →

Oscar of Between was announced in Breathing the Page: Reading the Act of Writing by Betsy Warland.                                                          It was then she became a writer. Oscar was not yet then, but only Betsy. It takes four and half decades. In her … Continue reading →

Two of many things are going on in Hannah Weiner’s “Research Important Conflict Two Obediant” (in Writing 25). One is a set of variations on continuous paragraphs of evocative strings in which words are repeated and transposed — a sort … Continue reading →

Because he can encapsulate lots of complex history into smooth prose: As the urbanization of the world gathers speed in the 1870s, what has been a solstice holiday in origin becomes a harvest holiday in realization. We readily accept his … Continue reading →

Part of the section “Jones” from The Alphabet by Ron Silliman appearing in Writing 25. — who knows what a fact is, solid ground … versus, say, drip grind in the rain forest … versus, say, verses. I’m not sure … Continue reading →

Martin Buber Tales of the Hasidim: The Early Masters translated by Olga Marx (New York: Schocken Books, 1947) pp. 216-217 When Rabbi Levi Yitsak came to Nikolsburg to visit Rabbi Shmelke who had taught him the way of fervor when … Continue reading →