语言与死亡
April 10, 2023
0. 一个早上，我站在窗前，看一团黑色的影子落在不远处树梢上。或许是黑鸟，或许仅是只深色的鸟，乌鸦或鸽子。我想伸手去拿桌上的眼镜，看清它并确认它的名字。然而回头看向窗外时，它已不见踪影。 我想起在几天前咨询室里说出的一段话：「一些词语过于巨大，而经验、感受如一只小鸟，一段旋律，它们从巨大方块的间隙中飞走。」 于是我突然意识到，一直以来我都想抵抗语言。不愿命名事物，无论是外部还是我自身。因为进入语…地狱的想象
April 03, 2023
0. 威廉布莱克在 The Marriage of Heaven and Hell 中写道： Note. The reason Milton wrote in fetters when he wrote of Angels & God, and at liberty when of Devils & hell, is because he was a true Poet and of the D…The Pieces of My Voice, A. R. Ammons
March 05, 2023
The pieces of my voice have been thrown away I said turning to the hedgerows and hidden ditches Where do the pieces of my voice lie scattered The cedarcone said you have been ground down into and whi…Un Diner en Enfer
February 28, 2023
I — A table ! Le diable m’appelle, l’aimable hôte, avec son visage rouge et tout petit. — Non, je n’ai pas faim ! Je hurle poliment dans ses petites oreilles fines et délicates. Il me fait alors des …As the wakeful bird sings darkling
February 05, 2023
Then feed on thoughts that voluntary move Harmonious numbers; as the wakeful bird Sings darkling, and, in shadiest covert hid, Tunes her nocturnal note. Thus with the year… — Paradise Lost, Book III …Death of a False Prophet
January 17, 2023
In the city square. False Prophet: Hark, listen to me! All you passers-by silent or chattering. All you dogs and cats pretending to be submissive pets. Mark my words! For I say that the end of the wo…