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It's not pointless if it's soothing.

"Reminded of Edmond Jabès:

'Man is within man like the kernel in the fruit, or the grain of salt in the ocean.

And yet, he is the fruit. And yet, he is the sea.'

(A Foreigner Carrying in the Crook of His Arm a Tiny Book) via @yoonkim.bsky.social

"Tanith’s actual originals were written in longhand, in a kind of shorthand she invented."

getting things finished · is its own season
pale ghost · where does the time go
yards that were death to cross · turns that defined a world
sweating blood · & the minor blarney
now shadows · wrap their arms
on the little light left · in the culdesacs
& i struggle to place · which of the reigns
each song belongs to· whom i served then
& the stars all hide

"The camps are a context where almost every human capacity broke down. That aesthetic experience also failed there tells us something about extremity, not about art."