Category Archives: Recollective
Schriftatlas III, 2a
It is not that I arrive. One never, in truth, arrives altogether, though some, a few, a small few, perceive their nearness as arrival (if only by act of sheer […]
Schriftatlas II, 1a
I have crossed an ocean, a hemisphere, and the continents which cleave them, in pursuit–of what?–perhaps scarcely more than some new means by which to see the infinitely visible things […]
Schriftatlas II, 1b
… vnnd fuer auß von der Santt vieZendo Jm 1553 Jar vnd Am 24 tag Juni an Sannt Johanneßtag so begab sich Jn disser Zeit daß wier 14 Lanng auff […]
Schriftatlas I, 1a-1b
What word is stone enough to weight this ruined bilge? It is mid-morning in the second or third week of September, in the year of 1944, close behind the Vistula […]
Schriftatlas I, 3a
Yet, what of this activity of collecting per se? What of collection? Is it not, tacitly, an obsessive act of repetition, each new item acquired simply to re-open the same […]
Schriftatlas I, 4a
[Unintelligible: first line completely obscured by water stain] …that each object may just as well suggest the seed, or nucleus, of a collection to which it might eventually or may […]
Schriftatlas II, 3b
I’ve no longer to make a language. I’ve no longer any language to make. All the basest elements have decamped into the humid din, retreated into a dense, recondite, impoverished […]
Schriftatlas I, 5b
… vnd befalß gott dem almechtigen vnd machet mich auff die Raieß Jm 1552 Jar am 26 ta de Zember auff sannt steffanß tag pin ich auß Riedeleplada Zogen von […]
Schriftatlas III, 6a-6b
The luminescence (I insist: the luminous or radiant essence) of the ruin surely derives from its multi-faceted surface, while that which is beyond expression, articulation, substantiation in the surface of […]
