EVENING WILL COME: A MONTHLY JOURNAL OF POETICS (ISSUE 18: JUNE 2012)

Chris Martin
Unevening                                      (page 5)

to be seen? Air then

the agency the

medium that exceeds

us, who are ourselves

exceeded at all times by the fact

of having a body. The gap

between having and performing opens

the trapdoor. Endless agency

of these stacked bodies. To stumble

and grumble. Err to grrr. An animal’s

dissatisfaction. Ortega y Gasset’s need

to move. Or who is less

disturbed? Which is not to say stillness

could (if it were) allay disturbance


« home | 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 | next page »