HOLD ON TIGHT

HE SAID, MARIE, MARIE, HOLD ON TIGHT And when we were children, staying at the archduke's, My cousin's, he took me out on a sled, And I was frightened. He said, Marie, Marie, hold on tight. And down we went. In the mountains, there you feel free. I read, much of the night, and go south in the winter. ~ The Waste Land, "The Burial of The Dead", Eliot Saturday, February 23, 2008 metaphors the prof who mentors me in renaissance texts wrote this. i think it's completely gorgeous. he was writing about shakespeare's Othello, and how Othello is essentially a play about the problem of rhetoric, metaphors and language, how implicit in language is that which undermines itself, thus the need for the violence, the representation to plug the space between language and intentionality. Metaphors are always both more and less than the object, the idea, they would express. This “otherness” of metaphor makes it perhaps analogous to desire itself, always other, always “more” (but also always “less”). Metaphor attempts to “visualise” the world, make the comparisons “seeable” as images. In a sense a “metaphoric discourse” pains the world, but in so doing it reveals its own investments in an order of “visibility” that remains opaque. Things are in constant mutation, turning, kaleidescope-like, into something else, something marvelous but something that is essentially unknowable—a discourse of analogy needs the proof of the ocular in order to fix its own mutability, in order to impose being (although imposition is an illusion) on what is inherently a becoming. posted by dawn # 8:30 PM Comments: Post a Comment << Home		[publishing] Publishers Weekly . Dystel & Goderich . New York Center for Independent Publishing . Association of American University Presses . Society of Children's Book Writers and Illustrators [people] clarisse . nurul . aunty zarina (ummi's bakery) . jeremy . pak . cyril . softblow . karen & kenny (booksactually) . eric . joel . [other loves] digitaljournalist . ballet dictionary . poetshouse . urbanwordnyc [me] dawn, singapore, new york city, ithaca. [yesterday] fridays, at the public service center learning things clothes announcements sleeping animals replying to yantai my funny valentine home animal lives the republic from wikipedia, under the keyword search "biopower... [archives] January 2007 February 2007 March 2007 April 2007 May 2007 July 2007 August 2007 September 2007 October 2007 November 2007 December 2007 January 2008 February 2008 March 2008 April 2008 May 2008 June 2008 July 2008 August 2008 September 2008 October 2008 November 2008 December 2008 January 2009 February 2009

HE SAID, MARIE, MARIE, HOLD ON TIGHT

And when we were children, staying at the archduke's,
My cousin's, he took me out on a sled,
And I was frightened. He said, Marie,
Marie, hold on tight. And down we went.
In the mountains, there you feel free.
I read, much of the night, and go south in the winter.

~ The Waste Land, "The Burial of The Dead", Eliot

Saturday, February 23, 2008

metaphors

the prof who mentors me in renaissance texts wrote this. i think it's completely gorgeous. he was writing about shakespeare's Othello, and how Othello is essentially a play about the problem of rhetoric, metaphors and language, how implicit in language is that which undermines itself, thus the need for the violence, the representation to plug the space between language and intentionality.

Metaphors are always both more and less than the object, the idea, they would express. This “otherness” of metaphor makes it perhaps analogous to desire itself, always other, always “more” (but also always “less”). Metaphor attempts to “visualise” the world, make the comparisons “seeable” as images. In a sense a “metaphoric discourse” pains the world, but in so doing it reveals its own investments in an order of “visibility” that remains opaque. Things are in constant mutation, turning, kaleidescope-like, into something else, something marvelous but something that is essentially unknowable—a discourse of analogy needs the proof of the ocular in order to fix its own mutability, in order to impose being (although imposition is an illusion) on what is inherently a becoming.

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