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from Darwin in 1881 Now, done with beetle jaws and beaks of gulls And bivalve hinges, now, utterly done, One… READ MORE
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from The Ruined Cottage [. . .] I looked round And near the door I saw an aged Man,… READ MORE
In this post, I will be finishing up my “slow reading” of the introduction to Gilles Deleuze’s Difference and Repetition (a project… READ MORE
There are three more paragraphs remaining in this section of DR‘s introduction (and two more to deal with after that before… READ MORE
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Man Carrying Thing The poem must resist the intelligence Almost successfully. Illustration: A brune figure in winter evening resists Identity.… READ MORE
The delay between my last post (SR 1.19) and this one is really Michel Foucault’s fault. Though I’ve noted before—in… READ MORE
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A Silence past parentage or gender beyond sung vocables the slipped-between the so infinitesimal fault line a limitless interiority beyond… READ MORE
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Though I am a big David Mitchell fan, I avoided the 2012 Wachowski/Tykwer film adaptation of Cloud Atlas until this past… READ MORE
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What Are Years What is our innocence, what is our guilt? All are naked, none is safe. And whence is… READ MORE
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A couple of months ago, I reflected on Lauren Berlant’s short book Desire/Love (2012) and Marguerite Duras’s short novel The Lover (1984). Given… READ MORE
Sketching a Present 