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Sunday, September 15th, 2013

🦋 Mr. Green

Hm, cool: looks like my first attempt at using a Kindle (my daughter's) will be the new novelette (31 pp. Nice -- it might even be something I can read all of today!) from Marta Aponte. Mr. Green -- set at least in part in the Bronx, an area I have some acquaintance with. I am downloading it as we speak.

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Friday, September 13th, 2013

🦋 Bleeding Edge



Just a few more days! I can hardly wait. Check out Jonathan Lethem's review for the NY Times.

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Thursday, September 12th, 2013

🦋 Summertime fiddle

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Wednesday, September 11th, 2013

🦋 Rolling east across Hudson Co.


headed in to work

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by Jeremy Osner

The dead of 9/11
are photographed
and silent
and the crater they fell into long since filled
with detritus of 21st C. dreams in America
and ragged strips of newsprint
without any columns of ink,
they're blank and they're torn. and the
names of the dead
scroll by beneath the image
of America.

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Saturday, September 7th, 2013

🦋 2 rostros asémicos

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🦋 ejercicio en la forma pronominal

por Jeremy Osner

Dream is not a revelation. If a dream affords the dreamer some light on himself, it is not the person with closed eyes who makes the discovery but the person with open eyes lucid enough to fit thoughts together. Dream — a scintillating mirage surrounded by shadows — is essentially poetry.
El sueño no es revelación. Si al soñador un sueño lo permitería ahorrar algún luz sobre si mismo, no realice ese descubrimiento la persona de ojos cerrados sino la de ojos abiertos y lúcidos suficientamente para los pensamientos juntos a unirse. El sueño —entre las sombras chispea el miraje— en su esencia es poesía.

Michel Leiris

Se debe escribir en una lengua que no sea materna.

You must write in a language not your own.

Vicente Huidobro

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Friday, September 6th, 2013

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🦋 What does the fox say?

What a gorgeous video.

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Tuesday, September third, 2013

🦋 Sangre en el Ojo

Reading some notes from a while back I happened on the name of Lina Meruane, a Chilean author, and a recent book of hers. Sangre en el Ojo is a memoir (fictionalized, I don't know to what extent — what I've been able to find online suggests that Dr. Meruane, who teaches at NYU, does have juvenile diabetes; but this is presented as a work of fiction, so I'm taking the Lina Meruane who is the book's main character as a distinct person from the Lina Meruane who wrote it) of losing her vision from hemorrhage caused by diabetes. The story is set in New York and Santiago de Chile, we meet Lina (a graduate student, if I've understood correctly) in 2001 just as she begins to lose her vision; the first chapters have some mesmerizing descriptions of looking at the bleeding in her eyes.

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