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  • The Sundered Realms

    April 18, 2025

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    Here let thy clemency, Persephone, hold firm,Do thou, Pluto, bring here no greater harshness.So many thousand beauties are gone down to AvernusYe might let one remain above with us. Read more

  • Sunny Day of a Green Spring

    April 18, 2025

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    RIP Amparo Dávila, who died on this day five years ago. Read more

  • April 15

    April 15, 2025

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    Met her today point-blank in Grafton Street. The crowd brought us together. We both stopped. She asked me why I never came, said she had heard all sorts of stories about me. This was only to gain time. Asked me, was I writing poems? About whom? I asked her. This confused her more and I Read more

  • The Facts of Life

    April 14, 2025

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    As a wedding present for his sister Suzanne and his close friend Jean Crotti, who were married in Paris on April 14, 1919, Duchamp instructed the couple by letter to hang a geometry book by strings on the balcony of their apartment so that the wind could “go through the book, choose its own problems, Read more

  • Dead Can Dance

    April 13, 2025

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    Journal entry for April 13th: Day like any other. Read more

  • The Gates of Dawn

    April 12, 2025

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    He stared at her without speaking for fully half a minute and then he nodded. “And what day is this, Jane?” Read more

  • Untitled 6108

    April 9, 2025

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    And blowing the most recent Pynchon news out of the water, Penguin Random House announced today the October 7th publication of Shadow Ticket, Pynchon’s latest novel. Read more

  • Modern Art

    April 7, 2025

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    I looked at the façade of the clinic through the slightly fogged window of the taxi and understood that what lay behind it, more than anything, even more than madness, was solitude, which is perhaps the subtlest or at least the most lucid of the forms that madness can take. Read more

  • A Small Success

    April 6, 2025

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    There was the story of the man who went to pieces, and there was the story of the high and iron fence. There was the saga of Uncle Simon, the Hen Woods burning, and the hunt for Hog Bellman. He had them all. Hours, weeks, months — a life — they’d cost him. Were they Read more

  • A Curious Kind of Reptile

    April 3, 2025

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    Another odd typesetting error, this time from the Bantam Classics pressing of Charlotte Brontë’s Villette. Read more

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Thought:

“The only moments in life when I’m 100 percent happy, almost deliriously happy, is when I’m writing, so that there is this feeling of creation of what you can do with words, this joy when you hit on something. Well, I know what Freud would say about all this, but that doesn’t worry me. I’m just very happy when I’m writing.”

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