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“For Sile” Wei Wu Wei / Saul Leiter

When the beetle sees, it is I that am looking, When the nightingale sings, it is I that am singing, When the lion roars, it is I that am roaring. But when I look for myself, I can see nothing — for no thing is there to be seen. Síle cannot see me either, for when … Continue reading

A streetcar named desire : Tennessee Williams

BLANCHE: I don’t want realism. I want magic! [Mitch laughs] Yes, yes, magic! I try to give that to people. I misrepresent things to them. I don’t tell truth, I tell what ought to be truth. And if that is sinful, then let me be damned for it!–Don’t turn the light on! [Mitch crosses to … Continue reading

The Street: Stephen Dobyns / Balthus

The Street Across the street, the carpenter carries a golden board across one shoulder, much as he bears the burdens of his life. Dressed in white, his only weakness is temptation. Now he builds another wall to screen him. The little girl pursues her bad red ball, hits it once with her blue racket, hits … Continue reading

A Child of Our Time: Michael Tippett

A Child of Our Time is a secular oratorio by the British composer Michael Tippett (1905–98), who also wrote the libretto. Composed between 1939 and 1941, it was first performed at the Adelphi Theatre, London, on 19 March 1944. The work was inspired by events that affected Tippett profoundly: the assassination in 1938 of a German diplomat by a young Jewish refugee, … Continue reading

Return to My Native Land: Aimé Césaire

My far distant happiness which makes me aware of my true misery: a lumpy road plunging into a hollow where it scatters a handful of huts: a tireless road charging at full speed towards a hill at whose top it is brutally drowned in a stagnant pool of dwarfish houses, a road madly climbing, recklessly … Continue reading

Ask Me by William Stafford

Some time when the river is ice ask me mistakes I have made. Ask me whether what I have done is my life. Others have come in their slow way into my thought, and some have tried to help or to hurt: ask me what difference their strongest love or hate has made. I will … Continue reading

By the River Piedra I Sat Down and Wept : Paulo Coelho

But he went on. “For the past two weeks, I haven’t been able to stand the sadness in my soul. I went to my superior and told him what was happening to me. I told him about my love for you and what had begun when we were taking the inventory.” A light rain began … Continue reading

Qu’est-ce que l’acte de création ? Gilles Deleuze

  Pour le philosophe Gilles Deleuze (1925-1995), l’œuvre d’art est irréductible au champ de la communication et constitue un moyen de s’opposer aux injonctions du pouvoir. Créer, c’est résister à ce qui entend contrôler nos vies. par Gilles Deleuze La communication, c’est la transmission et la propagation d’une information. Or, une information, c’est quoi? Ce n’est pas … Continue reading

Georges Bataille: The Impossible

“After all, the moment of ruin, when you don’t know if you’re going to laugh or cry, if it weren’t for the fatigue, the sensation of musty eyes and mouth, of nerves slowly worn out, has the greatest leaping power.  Later at the window (at the moment when the unpredictable light of a lightning flash … Continue reading

A dream within a dream: Edgar Allan Poe

  Take this kiss upon the brow! And, in parting from you now, Thus much let me avow — You are not wrong, who deem That my days have been a dream; Yet if hope has flown away In a night, or in a day, In a vision, or in none, Is it therefore the … Continue reading

From beyond : H. P. Lovecraft / Picasso

“What do we know,” he had said, “of the world and the universe about us? Our means of receiving impressions are absurdly few, and our notions of surrounding objects infinitely narrow. We see things only as we are constructed to see them, and can gain no idea of their absolute nature. With five feeble senses we pretend … Continue reading

Blues by Elizabeth Alexander / Jean Mannheim

I am lazy, the laziest girl in the world. I sleep during the day when I want to, ‘til my face is creased and swollen, ‘til my lips are dry and hot. I eat as I please: cookies and milk after lunch, butter and sour cream on my baked potato, foods that slothful people eat, … Continue reading

Commision: Ezra Pound / HR Bell

Go, my songs, to the lonely and the unsatisfied, Go also to the nerve-racked, go to the enslaved-by-convention, Bear to them my contempt for their oppressors. Go as a great wave of cool water, Bear my contempt of oppressors. Speak against unconscious oppression, Speak against the tyranny of the unimaginative, Speak against bonds. Go to … Continue reading

L’esprit des Lumières: Tzvetan Todorov/ Kristian Krokfors

Après la fin des utopies, sur quel socle intellectuel et moral pouvons-nous bâtir notre vie commune? Pour Tzvetan Todorov, il n’y en a qu’un : le versant humaniste des Lumières. Ce petit essai majeur ne se contente pas de dégager dans une synthèse limpide les grandes lignes de ce courant de pensée : il le … Continue reading

Je me souviens : Georges Perec / Simon Quadrat

1 Je me souviens des dîners à la grande table de la boulangerie. Soupe au lait l’hiver, soupe au vin l’été. 2 Je me souviens du cadeau Bonux disputé avec ma soeur dès qu’un nouveau paquet était acheté. 3 Je me souviens des bananes coupées en trois. Nous étions trois. 4 Je me souviens de … Continue reading

Wandering: Farmhouse – Hermann Hesse

I am making a sketch of the house in my notebook, and my eye sadly leaves the German roof, the German frame of the house, the gables, everything I love, every familiar thing. Once again I love deeply everything at home, because I have to leave it. Tomorrow I will love other roofs, other cottages. … Continue reading

Non ho smesso di pensarti: Charles Bukowski / Fan Ho

Non ho smesso di pensarti, vorrei tanto dirtelo. Vorrei scriverti che mi piacerebbe tornare, che mi manchi e che ti penso. Ma non ti cerco. Non ti scrivo neppure ciao. Non so come stai. E mi manca saperlo. Hai progetti? Hai sorriso oggi? Cos’hai sognato? Esci? Dove vai? Hai dei sogni? Hai mangiato? Mi piacerebbe … Continue reading

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