If they were to tell me that it is absurd to speak
thus of someone who never existed, I
should reply that I have no proof that Lisbon ever
existed, or I
who am writing, or any other thing
whatever it might b...
Thursday, September 19, 2013
Friday, September 6, 2013
Fractured Tongues
Posted by Unknown on 9:43 PM
"Verse, I believe, was waiting out of respect until the giant who stamped it with his blacksmith’s hand steady and ever firmer had passed on, so that it could fracture. All language, adjusted to metre, concealing there its vital caesurae, escapes, according to a free disjunction into a thousand simple elements; and, I would point out, not without similarity to the multiple cries of an orchestration, that remains verbal."
~ Stéphane Mallarm...
