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Tag Archives: Fernando Pessoa
TWENTY-NINE: INTO THE FLOWER’S BLACK EYE (page 93)
Williams ends Spring and All with a poem containing only one mark of punctuation, a poem that seems to round from the last word back to the first, while many of the individual words call back to words we’ve already … Continue reading
Posted in Spring and All
Tagged close reading, Fernando Pessoa, Paul Westerberg, Spring and All, William Carlos Williams
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ELEVEN: A BLACK WIND (pages 19-26)
Next we have, for me, a few of the least impressive pages of the book, followed by some of the most impressive. Let’s start with the least.
Posted in Spring and All
Tagged close reading, Fernando Pessoa, reading, reading poetry, Spring and All, William Carlos Williams
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Forgive Me Fernando
Forgive me Fernando, but it’s harder being a whole personthan breaking off bits and blowing the whims of life into them. Forgive the word “whim” but if it weren’t for a relinquishmentas to a wind of the many selves clamoring … Continue reading
Pessoa (no one is safe)
No one is safe—Johnny Depp Pessoa—the man known as “Pessoa”—has run out of rooms.We must learn to speak of himin the past tense.Oh, but who is “we” here?Random Google searchersfrom alias to zenith,inquiring minds of all kindswho just want to … Continue reading
Reading the Gombrowicz Diary: an introduction and a warning
One must play with uncovered cards…. Other diaries should be to this one what the words “I am like this” are to “I want to be like this”…. One cannot be nothingness all week and then suddenly expect to exist … Continue reading
The Book of Disquiet, a Thousand Times
I’ve never been able to lose myself in a book…. After a few minutes it’s I who am writing….–Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet, Richard Zenith ed. Penguin paperback There are a thousand ways to read The Book of Disquiet. … Continue reading
Posted in Mondays with Pessoa
Tagged Fernando Pessoa, Richard Zenith, The Book of Disquiet
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What’s in Your Ego Tunnel?
The Ego Tunnel by Thomas Metzinger is one of those books I should have read when it came out in 2009. But, like many of the books I read, I came to it by chance, in this case when a … Continue reading
Posted in Uncategorized
Tagged consciousness, Fernando Pessoa, Jackson Pollock, Jerry Lewis, Judith Butler, Nietzsche, The Ego Tunnel, Thomas Metzinger
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Monday with Pessoa (and Marianne Moore)
This will be chatty, really an announcement of sorts. There’s a new Disquiet in town.
Posted in Mondays with Pessoa
Tagged Fernando Pessoa, Frank O'Hara, Gordon Lish, Marianne Moore, Raymond Carver, The Book of Disquiet
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Yahia Lababidi’s Balancing Acts
The poems of Yahia Lababidi recall some great names: Borges, Pessoa, and Baudelaire. The spirit of Baudelaire looms large in the poems of Balancing Acts. But I think of visual artists too. Striking, novel images are conjured, mysterious and dreamlike, … Continue reading
Posted in book review, modernism
Tagged Charles Baudelaire, Fernando Pessoa, Modernism, Nietzsche, Yahia Lababidi
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Out of the Shadows with Maldoror
Parle, et, puisque, d’après tes vœux les plus chers, l’on ne souffrirait pas, dis en quoi consisterait alors la vertu, idéal que chacun s’efforce d’atteindre, si ta langue est faite comme celle des autres hommes. —Lautréamont, Les Chants de Maldoror … Continue reading
Posted in book review, modernism, poetry essay
Tagged Antonin Artaud, Borges, Fernando Pessoa, Francis Ponge, Isidore Ducasse, Jean Genet, John Ashbery, Kafka, Lautréamont, Maldoror, Marquis de Sade, Modernism, Nietzsche, Post-Modernism, prose poetry, religious fundamentalism, Samuel Beckett, Walt Whitman, William Carlos Williams, Wittgenstein
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