(It's better to create than destroy what's unnecessary)

Friday, April 29, 2011

Dandelion Wine - Opening

It was a quiet morning, the town covered over with darkness and at ease in bed. Summer gathered in the weather, the wind had the proper touch, the breathing of the world was long and warm and slow. You had only to rise, lean from your window, and know that this indeed was the first real time of freedom and living, this was the first morning of summer.


For Walter I. Bradbury
neither uncle nor cousin
but most decidedly
editor and friend.


AVON BOOKS, INC.
1350 Avenue of the Americas
New York, New York 10019

Introduction copyright 1975 by Ray Bradbury
Copyright 1946, 1947, 1950, 1952, 1953, 1954, 1955, 1957 by Ray Bradbury
Interior design by Kellan Peck


First Avon Books Printing: February 1999

Printed in the U.S.A

Saturday, April 23, 2011

Grocery

  • spinach
  • potato
  • tomato
  • cereal
  • eggs
  • bread
  • 7ups

epiphany 04161906

the greatest thing about writing is that when you think you are demoralized, fucked and left alone for no good on your broken raft in a sea of shit - that's the moment when the sun rises and fortune smiles at you. everything turns into pure gold and a way forward comes and carries you over to the magical shores ...

Friday, April 22, 2011

A Pre-Raphaelite Notebook

Primroses; salutations; the miry skull
of a half-eaten ram; viscous wounds in earth
opening. What seraphs are afoot.


Gold seraph to gold worm in the pierced slime:
greetings. Advent of power-in-grace. The power
of flies distracts the working of our souls.


Earth's abundance. The God-ejected Word
resorts to flesh, procures carrion, satisfies
its white hunger. Salvation's travesty


a deathless metaphor: the stale head
sauced in original blood; the little feast
foaming with cries of rapture and despair.

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

The Distant Fury Of Battle

Grass resurrects to mask, to strangle,
Words glossed on stone, lopped stone-angel;
But the dead maintain their ground --
That there's no getting round --


Who in places vitally rest,
Named, anonymous; who test
Alike the endurance of yews
Laurels, moonshine, stone, all tissues;


With whom, under license and duress,
There are pacts made, if not peace.
Union with the stone-wearing dead
Claims the born leader, the prepared


Leader, the devourers and all lean men.
Some, finally, learn to begin.
Some keep to the arrangement of love
(Or similar trust) under whose auspices move


Most subjects, toward the profits of this
Combine of doves and witnesses.
Some, dug out of hot-beds, are brought bare,
Not past conceiving but past care.

Sunday, April 17, 2011

This Week

  • Impressions Of Africa
  • SS2D1
  • SS1D4
  • Inferno
  • French Chapter2, 3

Friday, April 15, 2011

To Do List

  • Shower
  • Pillows
  • Laundry
  • Writing
  • Cooking

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

It's still early ...

from The Monogram


[...]

That I no longer have anything else
In the four walls, the ceiling, the floor
To shout for you and my own echo hitting me
To smell of your scent and people to get angry
Because the untested and foreign
People can’t stand and it’s early, do you hear me
It’s still early in this world my love

To speak of you and me.

[...]

Tuesday, April 12, 2011

At Swim-Two-Birds - pg. 136

Maybe he is drunk, suggested the Good Fairy, I don't believe in wasting my sympathy on sots, do you?

Monday, April 11, 2011

At Swim-Two-Birds - pg. 128

The stuff that I go in for, said Casey roughly, is the real stuff. Oh, none of the fancy stuff for me.

This Week

  • At Swim-Two-Birds: FIN
  • SS2: Notes Draft1
  • Inferno
  • Descartes

Monday, April 4, 2011

This Week

  • At Swim-Two-Birds : 150pgs
  • F Demystified: Ch3,4,5
  • Inferno
  • Draft3: SS1
  • Notes: SS2
  • Amaavas

At Swim-Two-Birds - Opening

CHAPTER 1

HAVING placed in my mouth sufficient bread for three minutes' chewing, I withdrew my powers of sensual perception and retired into the privacy of my mind, my eyes and face assuming a vacant and preoccupied expression. I reflected on the subject of my spare time literary activities. One beginning and one ending for a book was a thing I did not agree with. A good book may have three openings entirely dissimilar and inter-related only in the prescience of the author, or for that matter one hundred times as many endings.


'Εξισταται γαρ παντ απ αλληλων διχα

Copyright 1951, 1966 by Brian Nolan
Introduction copyright 1988 by William H. Gass
First Dalkey Archive edition, 1998
Second printing, 2001
Third printing, 2005
Fourth printing, 2008
All rights reserved


Partially funded by grants from the National Endowment for the Arts, a federal agency, the Illinois Arts Council, a state agency, and by the University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign


Printed on the permanent/durable acid-free paper and bound in the United States of America.

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