Coincidencias y conexiones casuales con las que me topé esta semana pasada.
-Del blog de un poeta amigo:
Imagen: D. García Florindo, acuarela
Ut pictura poiesis, Horacio
(+ clic en la imagen)
-Leyendo a John Ashbery:
Uptick
We were sitting there, and
I made a joke about how
it doesn’t dovetail: time,
one minute running out
faster than the one in front
it catches up to.
That way, I said,
there can be no waste.
Waste is virtually eliminated.
To come back for a few hours to
the present subject, a painting,
looking like it was seen,
half turning around, slightly apprehensive,
but it has to pay attention
to what’s up ahead: a vision.
Therefore poetry dissolves in
brilliant moisture and reads us
to us.
A faint notion. Too many words,
but precious.
Ashbery, Planisphere: new poems (2009)
(O sea, lo mismo con otras palabras)
3 comentarios:
Magnífica conexión, Mae. ¿Casualidad o causalidad?
No sabría decirlo, pero creo que el azar puede ser causa.
Qué magnífica respuesta. ¿Y si el azar fuera una creencia?
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