Proust

Here is an interesting piece by Kristeva. I’ve not seriously read Proust, have never had the time, or relaxation, or patience, or freedom he requires. Perhaps I will change. Reading Proust is like all projects at the beginning. They seem opaque, amorphous. Language are like that. Clay is. Music is. I am only just learning … More Proust

Signs of Love

The things I’m recycling are things for work from long ago, when I couldn’t work. I couldn’t look at them for a long time because they brought me face to face with what was happening then and because I so missed the person I had been before. Now that I am partly revived I can … More Signs of Love

Red Wheelbarrow

In fact, this bedroom would be a pleasant office. I would turn the desk inward, to face the sunroom And I would not line the walls with books. Perhaps Turkish hangings I could use the red office chair And place a couch along the wall, perhaps. I. That wistfulness. I still wish for any one … More Red Wheelbarrow

The Veil of Moses

Cha-ching! Unbelievably, our library gives us access to The Veil of Moses: Jewish Themes in Russian Literature of the Romantic Era. I was even going to check into the possibility of buying it (although I wouldn’t have, it’s 211 USD). The chapter on Russian Jews in the 1840s brought me to the book, but the … More The Veil of Moses

Benjamin Moses Bari

“I have before me a book in German, 269 pages long, entitled Thoughts on the Emancipation of Man, and written by a young Polish Jew educated at the University of Königsberg. And well, the author of this book, M. Benjamin Bary, whom one could not accuse of partiality,…” –-La revue indépendante, founded by Georges Sand, … More Benjamin Moses Bari

Bosteels, Badiou

I read at Twenty Theses on Politics and Subjectivity because it has things on theory and praxis, and on the subject. I do not have full patience for philosophy, a fact that makes my life difficult. In it, however, I discovered the existence of Badiou’s Theory of the Subject, which originally came out in 1982. … More Bosteels, Badiou