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blogfodder asks: If you were a reporter, what would your “beat” be? My beat would be the sound words make when they first hit the air. Ain’t nothin’ else to it…
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blogfodder asks: If you were a reporter, what would your “beat” be? My beat would be the sound words make when they first hit the air. Ain’t nothin’ else to it…
From William Gibson’s blog: MULTIBABEL OVERDRIVE“IT WAS A VOICE OF THE ABANDONED POSITION AND A JOKE OF THE ABANDONED POSITION” Bruce Sterling just showed this to me: http://www.tashian.com/multibabel/ The sky over the gate was the color of the television, grants a deadguidance. “It as if I do not employ, ” The case intendedsomeone, in order … Continue reading I love what words can do…
I am currently trying to read the poems of Hart Crane. It is difficult going so far because I have not yet gotten his particular “rhythm.” By “rhythm,” I don’t mean any metrical pattern, but something more indefinable — not quite his way of seeing things, more his “word fingerprint.” How he sees, how he … Continue reading the tao of Crane