Friday, November 18, 2005


Guillaume Apollinaire (1917)
Zukofsky, after quoting lines “L’orange dont la saveur est / Un merveilleux feu d’artifice” (“The orange whose flavor is / A marvelous firework”) in The Writing of Guillaume Apollinaire:
The affect of intelligence is inevitable plasticity. That is constant.
A flooded arroyo, New Mexico
Cormac McCarthy (No Country for Old Men):
I know they’s a lots of things in a family history that just plain aint so. Any family. The stories gets passed on and the truth gets passed over. As the sayin goes. Which I reckon some would take as meanin that the truth cant compete. But I dont believe that. I think that when the lies are all told and forgot the truth will be there yet. It dont move about from place to place and it dont change from time to time. You cant corrupt it any more that you can salt salt. You cant corrupt it because that’s what it is. It’s the thing you’re talkin about.
Solari Hotel, Indian Gulch, Mariposa County, California
Jeremy Prynne, out of Poems (Freemantle Arts Centre Press / Bloodaxe Books, 2005), a book dedicated “For Edward Dorn / his brilliant luminous shade”:

Noble in the sound which

marks the pale case

of their dreams, they ride

the bel canto of our

time: the patient en-

circlement of Narcissus &

as he pines I too

am wan with fever,

have fears which set

the vanished child above

reproach. Cry as you

will, take what you

need, the night is young

and limitless our greed.