Of Memory, Reminiscence, and Writing “as though, in order to begin writing, one did not have to forget or otherwise suppress most of what memory and reminiscence have meant; as though the entire matter of memory, reminiscence, recall, recollection, reverie, and repetition were not an endless overture arising out of an absolute past, incapable […]
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Introduction In the rich tapestry of Latin American literature, Gabriel García Márquez’s “100 Years of Solitude” stands as a towering work, weaving together reality and magical realism. In Chapter 15 of Gerald Martin’s biography, titled “Melquiades, The Magician,” we find a profound reflection on Márquez’s approach to storytelling. This reflection offers a unique perspective on
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The pale light of yesterday is the illusion to be dispelled. The shining through illuminating all is not a diurnal time sense. That incandescent transparency always is. There is no slippage between today and tomorrow, like you thought. Nothing to dispel, although it appears so. You stood around, ad-libbing the witness. Yet you clung to
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Alone Together at Café Café There is music playing everywhere. A young couple, alone together at Café Café Prague discuss their living arrangements. Plan next departures with built-in rendezvous points, all the while dreaming alternate lines of flight they never speak about. An author of some renown scribbles notes as she listens to the conversations
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These daily notes (maybe not so daily, however) are as much notes-to-self as the usual blogging (ad)venture, random shout-outs, or serious revelations. More like reminders to take ‘note of it,’ jot it down before you forget, and come back at some other time to ponder, elaborate, or even delete. So, in terms of my ongoing
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Hey Chaze, don’t you know… There are dimples in your perception, Doubts and ditties too profound to mess with. Take cover in the undertow, my friend! Gnostic fabulation is all the rage these days, Takes the edge off indirection and misdeeds, It’s not time yet to proceed so take the temporary route. Be radically temporal
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“Welcome to ‘Metawhimsical Variations,’ a collection of poems and commentary that explores the intersections of the serious and the fantastical, the weighty and the lighthearted. Drawing inspiration from both the metaphysical and the whimsical, these poems offer a playful yet (possibly) profound reflection on the mysteries of existence. Through a variety of forms and styles,
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Canto 1 There are dimples in your perception, Doubts and ditties too profound to mess with. Take cover in the undertow! Gnostic fabulation goes a long way these days, Takes the edge off indirection and misdeeds. It’s not time yet to proceed, so Take the temporary route, Be radically temporalizing in your deliberations, Seek
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I promised myself a new blog posting, a series actually, tied together (however loosely) by some kind of thematic frame. Given my semi-disciplined mind, this endeavour does require a structure, a frame to contain the chaos, focus the irrruptions, gather the threads into some manner of a weave. However, not a frame story, not a
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Rosemary Leaving Time to go? So soon it seems. Despite the decades of (un)necessary decorum and disguise,no place to hide. But there’s unfinished business!Well, there’s always businessIncomplete, undone. Those canvasesleaning against the wall,For one. And sketches in a thousand (so it seems)Notebooks, journals, scraps of paperBetween the pages.Notes to Self, undone. What you (were) meant to
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