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  • Of the ways to fail at the task of drawing disparate things together, amongst the better are trod by concepts which move from tangible realities to the immaterialities of the mind and back again, the concepts which are, in a strong sense of the term, amphibolies. While failing — or rather, in their failure they approach nearer to adequacy. On the one side, the abstract and intangible takes on a greater concreteness; on the other, the abstraction slumbrous within the concrete and tangible starts to awaken. How they do it? Not by hiding but by underscoring their own character as… [read more!]

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  • A neat decade after its inception, this musical project is starting up for a second round. Its long hiatus was unfortunate, but unavoidable. Several years ago I was overtaken by private demands and could thus no longer attend to it with the time and the care it had need of, were it to bloom into anything even… [read more!]

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  • Where Other Shores Are (4)

    Courage often is a modest temperament. Mainly it seems to want that people speak sparingly of it, neither often nor loosely; asking implicitly that if… [read more!]

  • Where Other Shores Are (3)

    Expression given to some thought one was pondering, may suggest to the more contemplative that one’s heart did abandon it. To send it out, as… [read more!]

  • Where Other Shores Are (2)

    Amongst the entrants a tumultuous year ushers in, standing to the side are those who cast at least an eye towards pasts into which their… [read more!]

  • Where Other Shores Are

    Ill-treated as the political lexicon has been, would any linguistic remedy clear away the problems that result or only serve to palliate them? A prescription… [read more!]

  • On the Track of Total Warfare (2)

    “Aggressive dwarves,” alas, do overshadow by sheer number their lack of stature individually. Today, as though they concerted a vain response to dissimulate theirs, cavorting… [read more!]

  • Occasioned by Two Exhibitions

    After a three-month run at the Museo Thyssen-Bornemisza, an exhibition devoted to “Proust and the Fine Arts” is one to prolong in thought, fittingly, in… [read more!]

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  • Notes of Caution (Against the Indifference of Today)

    Things of which, words which one cannot speak without damage to them, these are better left in silence, usually: unheard they will remain intact. Or in their stead a silence can be inserted. Yet if, concern aroused, one speaks (against) them, by their recapitulation in discourse, far from being destroyed, they may emerge more potent than before. — Then the challenge is both ethical and practical: just think of the task it could impose.

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  • Themistocles on Andros

    Over against all the masses, messes, and missiles of today, persuasion does remain worthwhile to think about. Perhaps by commemorative thought, freely given, some of the possibilities of persuasive words can still be redeemed, even as oblivion threatens many things upon which one often did rely, in actuality and/or in hope. Both the powers and the limits of words that persuade ought to be demarcated more fully. In the storehouse of antiquity, there is an episode which might answer to this aim, or it could begin to. At least some insights, perhaps even a lesson, may spring forth from a…

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  • How to Undo Things with Words

    Bright the prospects are not for words; once taken in hand as weapons, beginnings may no longer pulse in them. As though human speech too is beaten, persuasion cast out of its proper temple. How the senseless murk of noise then encircles everything! — while, naturally enough, responses to this impotence of the persuasive do display the colour of desperate embitterment.

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Marke how one string sweet husband to an other,
Strikes each in each by mutuall ordering;
Resembling sier, and child, and happy mother,
Who all in one, one pleasing note do sing:
Whose speechlesse song being many, seeming one,
Sings this to thee thou single wilt proue none.
Shakespeare, Sonnets, 8