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“Cold the walls stand / and the wordless, in the wind / the weathercocks are rattling”
—Friedrich Hölderlin. “Halves of Life”.
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Archeology of Trauma
Over the boundaries of topography, corrosion and the sublime.
May 8, 2015
May 8, 2015
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“All changed, changed utterly / a terrible beauty is born”
—W.B. Yeats. “Easter”.
May 8, 2015
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“The palpable obscure”
—Milton. “Paradise Lost” Book II.
April 30, 2015
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“D’ailleurs qui est-ce qui atteint son idéal?”
—Victor Hugo. “Les Misérables”.
April 30, 2015
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“You may never touch the Master, but you can tickle his creatures”
—Thomas Pynchon. “Gravity’s Rainbow”.
April 30, 2015
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“La libertad es como un número primo”
—Roberto Bolaño. “Los detectives salvajes”.
April 23, 2015
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“Stories have no point if they don’t absorb our terror”
—Don DeLillo. “Mao II”.
