You've got to dig to dig it, you dig?
Harlem is a sentimental place and set in its ways, and when the white world can take away you and yours in an instant some folks hold on to the sure and the same.
It was best to stick to your stations, he had learned, where you belong.
Jennifer Jackson and Jean Bell
(CW)
& I’ll admit I like the poem
for its casual insistence
on the weirdness of—for instance—
New Here, Nick Laird
Big L – Put it On. 1994. (Cookin Soul remix).
My flowers are reflected
In your mind
As you are reflected in your glass.
When you look at them,
There is nothing in your mind
Except the reflections
Of my flowers.
But when I look at them
I see only the reflections
In your mind,
And not my flowers.
It is my desire
To bring roses,
And place them before you
In a white dish.
The Florist Wears Knee-Breeches, Wallace Stevens
A good thing to remember is that life
is an equal amount of doughnut shops
and roadkill every day. And if you see
the deer get hit you can call the tiger
rescue group and the deer will become
tiger food. Sometimes the things
that matter to you won’t matter
to anyone but you. And that’s redemption.
The poem that means nothing to anyone
but you. Like how your life was.
[…]
Just breathe.
Karma Affirmation Cistern Don’t Be Afraid Keep Going Toward the Horror, Gabrielle Calvocoressi
carriedandheld.net (Park McAthur)
Erin Shirreff (Von Bartha)
Enshittification [is] extraction unchecked. Doctorow (newyorker)
David [Harvey]’s commitment to showing how thinking geographically (spatially, in Explanation) transforms our understanding and explanatory frameworks, which he later brings to Marx’ Capital in his path-breaking third book, Limits to Capital. Already in Explanation,David develops spatial concepts that he never abandons. Deploying philosophers of space like Cassirer, he distinguishes between absolute, relative and relational space. This last—space as a system of relations—becoming central to his framework for spatializing Marxist theory. Almost three decades later in Justice, Nature and the Geography of Difference (1996; his ‘most geographical book’, personal communication) David makes relational space central to thinking space dialectically, returning to two philosophers he read for and cited in Explanation: Gottried Wilhelm Leibnitz and Alfred North Whitehead. (Verso)
Sarah Trouche (galeriemargueritemilin)
“Does anybody really know you?” might be too narrow, or too rigid, a question, with a passive construction that belies reality. Like Schrödinger’s cat, we may not settle into any particular way of being until someone studies us. Other people help us to know ourselves, working with us to create a shared idea of who we are. So, instead of asking whether we are known, it may be more fruitful to ask whether we’ve arrived, in collaboration with people we care about, at a conception of ourselves that we recognize.
[…]
“Why can he not allow the woman of his dreams to enter his dream?” Cavell asks. The answer, he thinks, is that “to walk in the direction of one’s dream is necessarily to risk the dream.” If Peter and Ellie are to really know one another, they have to merge dreams and reality. This is like “putting together night and day.” It’s scary.
Joshua Rothman, New Yorker, 2024.
Still must the poet as of old,
In barren attic bleak and cold,
Starve, freeze, and fashion verses to
Such things as flowers and song and you;
Still as of old his being give
In Beauty’s name, while she may live,
Beauty that may not die as long
As there are flowers and you and song.
To Kathleen, Edna St. Vincent Millay
Meanwhile the mind, from pleasure less,
Withdraws into its happiness;
The mind, that ocean where each kind
Does straight its own resemblance find,
Yet it creates, transcending these,
Far other worlds, and other seas;
Annihilating all that’s made
To a green thought in a green shade.
The Garden, Andrew Marvell