"…Attribuez à mon souffle trop court ce qui dans mon propos restera obscur ou froid. Mais retenez la comparaison – elle définit le Livre en tant que Livre c’est-à-dire en tant qu’inspiration…" (E. Lévinas)
Sunday, November 11, 2012
breaking up, breaking down, breaking through
regardless of the verses, my animals predate my forests and orbits... the broken polygon of Love, ad libitum...
again here. the new shade of the burned skin. this is the pre-history of dreaming.
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