Radio Silence
“Hemingway, remarks are not literature.” —Gertrude Stein, The Autobiography of Alice B. Toklas
Going off into the wilderness for some unknown days—unknown in length, unknown in content, unknown in consequence—I’m taking the opportunity to wrest myself from the vicious habits of blogging, into the naked, unpublishable chaos of experience, quiet as long as need be for its tell-tale order to arise.
July 15th, 2009 at 1:06 pm
I catch myself looking for poems even when I am trying to encounter “the naked, unpublishable chaos of experience.”
July 15th, 2009 at 2:02 pm
God speed!
July 22nd, 2009 at 2:22 am
Caution! Carry a few bottles of Coca-Cola! I saw a movie once that….