some red threads
"Look at any word long enough and you will see it open up into a series of faults, into a
terrain of particles each containing its own void."
-Robert Smithson
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the use of writing
trace
an archaeology of need
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Writing is always in translation. I mean that not much can be said. There is the sense, or
the fear I have - that language cannot reveal things... but it can expose edges. Meaning
occurs at points of breakage and at points of juncture. Parataxis. The signifier, from which
we determine a possible meanings, shadow of
* * *
understand the gone
trace
lostre
come the silence
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I have the Romantic's love of ruins, of alchemy, of hapax legomena... I stutter. I labor to
articulate
What is the phrase for moon? And for language, when the storm comes
over - that of a blunt mallet falling on a stake
Copyright © Ezra Mark 1994
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