Thursday, July 26, 2018

"Phlebas the Phoenician, a fortnight dead, 
Forgot the cry of gulls, and the deep sea sweep
And profit and loss."

from Death by Water
by T.S. Eliot

Common Terns in the far slough. Where have they journeyed and
what have they seen, that they declaim the tale in such shrill voices?

"In others, books make visible changes in readers over the course of their lifetimes, accentuate the temporal contingency of those changes, or stand for a perpetually postponed future."

by David Henkin

Some texts I have read recently or am reading that can be said to support this
in the most literal sense;
"The Chronic Argonauts" by H.G. Wells
Sherlock Holmes and the Vampires of Eternity by Brian Stableford
Journey to the Land of the Fourth Dimension by Gaston de Pawlowski
Lilith by George MacDonald

Saturday, July 7, 2018


"When the time of sorrow is come?
They will take the goat's path, and the fox's home,
Fleeing from the foreign faces and the foreign swords."

from A Song for Simeon
by T.S. Eliot

Storm coming?

"And beyond such a river, this ritual night
think of the summer weather questioning the corn
contoured for the rain, while the lightning crawls,
and a face like a news event approaches the world."

from Interlude
by William Stafford

Tuesday, July 3, 2018

"The stories you remember feel like mirrors,
And rereading them like leafing through your life at a certain age,
As though the years were pages."

from A Private Singularity
by John Koethe

full poem available here