lamentation

quietude

http://www.alansondheim.org/quietude.mp4

meandering paths among heaps and stones slow streamings, quietude murmurs
of pebble movement who is counting here who knows the names,
house around the corner, talked, read. beyond that, quiet, quietude.
all gods are smoothed, all gods are filled with the quietude of rustlings,
meandering paths among heaps and stones slow streamings, quietude murmurs
all gods are smoothed, all gods are filled with the quietude of rustlings
of the language of words and their talisman and of death, quietude and
hearth of quietude, silence to place

exuding infinite quietude. all silence, words are not better than...be
silent

for i am speaking of quietude, the grace of being, contemplation,
the quietude of familiality, the space where everything is

 

Kittler just died, I remember Sartre going, my father at 97 was born in
1914, his mother died very shortly after, the world went into flames, has
continued along the same path. So everything, Derrida, Lacan, Jack Benny,
falls apart, falls out, I continue to work not with _those_ references,
but in new currents, until something withdraws, draws me back. It's too
simple to think of the past as stories, that what one ultimately offers is
stories, that these go the ways of mourning, lamentation, pain, death
itself. As if we're continuously walking wounded. I'm tired of this; I
want to work new for another twenty years at least. Memorials throw me
back into pasts that gnaw away at my soul, with the appetition of souls as
so many Barthian puncta, grasping away. It's all fiction. Tonight I was
given a sheaf of pages from a scrapbook or photobook of myself at ages

 

From gniewna@monika-weiss.com Sun Oct 9 16:55:08 2011

Date: Sun, 9 Oct 2011 16:55:02

From: Monika Weiss <gniewna@monika-weiss.com>

To: Alan Sondheim <sondheim@panix.com>

Cc: Monika Weiss <gniewna@monika-weiss.com>

Subject: Reply to your 'bloody mess'

Alan,

Today, when reading your words....

 

You:

I didn't know how to present this. The obdurate stupidity of death takes over as

 

I have now the entire text "Krasis" posted online on my website:

http://www.monika-weiss.com/writings.php

 

- From Monika Weiss; we're collaborating in a few months. I respect her work incredibly; she works with uncomfortable issues of history, memory, mourning, lamentation... - please check out.

 

- Alan

 
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