December 01, 2004


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a bit from Gunslinger, [1]
. . .
Nor could, my child, that which exists
be more Here and less There
The thing that can be thot
and that for the sake of which
the thot exists
is the same as the only function
and in it the Power of Reality rides
behind the oneway vision of the darkened glass
snowblind with fixity, on the Equator
. . .


[1] Edward Dorn, Gunslinger (Durham, N.C.: Duke University Press, 1989): 174.

1 Comments:

Blogger dadanation said...

one of my favorite poems of all time ("gunslinger," that is).

i happened to be just meandering through blog-world when my eye caught the phrase "gunslinger." i had to check it out, not really believing anyone would have a piece of that brilliance on a blog. thank you for proving me wrong.

you have an awesome blog, by the way.

mike

dadanation.blogspot.com

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