Saturday, October 08, 2011
Thousand: Five Hundred Twenty-Five
had to say couldn’t easily be said with words people have long used for other business. And yet, aren’t there many languages, mutually unintelligible, and many scripts, as like to scribbles as to sentences to those not initiated into their mysteries? Have something entirely new to say? No. You really don’t. Jack looks over the work he’s teased out of the hidden depths of the page. It was there all the time, clearly, and what was necessary was the hypnotic attraction of the pen’s undulations, the pen’s not quite soundless invitation to arise. The shape describes the passage of a
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