September 2010
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November 2009
22 posts
“I would admire the deep gravity of it, its timeless eyes.”
Extract from Sylvia Plath’s A Birthday Present (1962)
October 2009
39 posts
“In relation to the poets we are not ephebes wrestling with the dead, but more necromancers, straining to hear the dead sing. These mighty dead are our Sirens, but they are not singing to castrate us. As we listen, we need to remember the Sirens’ own sorrows, the anxieties in them that made anxieties for others, though not for ourselves.”
Extract from Harold Bloom’s The...
“The history of recent art begins with a rape.”
Extract from Maria-Antonietta Macciocchi’s Pasolini: Murder of a Dissident (1980)
“Beneath such a scourge, all social forms disintegrate. Order collapses. He observes every infringement of morality, every psychological disaster; he hears his body fluids murmuring within him; torn, failing in a dizzying collapse of tissue, his organs grow heavy and gradually turn to carbon. But is it too late to avert the scourge? Even destroyed, even annihilated, organically pulverized...
“The Mithraic cult of the sun led to a very widespread religious practice: people stripped in a kind of pit that was covered with a wooden scaffold, on which a priest slashed the throat of a bull; thus they were suddenly doused with hot blood, to the accompaniment of the bull’s boisterous struggle and bellowing—a simple way of reaping the moral benefits of the blinding sun. Of course...
