I am only the place where


Proton guides us through Google Photos. (2024)

this city’s brute capacity for gathering” Nick Laird (New York Elasticity) via Under the Banner of New York, Zadie Smith.


Inside us live innumerable others;
If I think or feel, I do not know
Who is thinking or feeling.
I am only the place
Where feeling and thinking happen.

I have more than one soul.
There are more I’s than just I myself.
And yet I remain completely
Indifferent to them all.
I silence them: I speak.

The crisscrossing impulses
Of what I feel and don’t feel
Argue inside the person I am.
I ignore them. They dictate nothing
To the me I know I am: I write.

219, Ricardo Reis, translated by Margaret Jull Costa and Patricio Ferrari

Lived out unmeasured


I do not want to remember or to know myself.
We just get in the way if we look into who we are.
Not knowing we are alive
Is quite enough of life.

The hour in which we live is just as alive
As we are, and also equally dead
When it passes along with us
As we pass along with it.

If knowing this is of no help in knowing this
(Because otherwise, what’s the point of knowing ourselves?),
The best life is the life
Lived out unmeasured.

112, Ricardo Reis, translated by Margaret Jull Costa and Patricio Ferrari.

AG2024_1088828a or puts his hand to this or that


The Original, Anahid Nersessian on “Walter Benjamin: The Pearl Diver,” Peter E. Gordon (newyorker)

“he would come to exemplify a new kind of criticism, aimed at an audience of literate laypeople and marked by the application of left-wing political thought to the analysis of both high and popular culture, from Marx to Mickey Mouse.

Before the late eighteenth century, few would think to write an essay unpacking the hidden meaning of a novel or painting, let alone suggest that works of art might have ideological agendas or biases. Art was good if it was well executed and managed to entertain without being coarse, immoral, or sacrilegious. As Benjamin argued in his dissertation, it was writers such as Friedrich Schlegel who, around 1800, first began to consider aesthetic objects as capacious and mercurial entities, whose true contents could be revealed only through sustained scrutiny. For them, an art work became a “medium of reflection,” no longer simply a mirror of the world but a tool for understanding things about history, society, and politics, as well as about more familiar matters of the human heart. As for criticism, it was both a means to discover what the art object had to say and an extension of the object itself.”

“In 1928, he published “One-Way Street,” a collection of aphoristic meditations on objects such as gloves (“All disgust is originally disgust at touching”) and numbered lists of epigrams (“I. Books and harlots can be taken to bed. II. Books and harlots interweave time”). Elliptical and fragmentary, “One-Way Street” is, Benjamin said, an homage to the “inconspicuous forms” of urban life taken in by the flâneur, the man who strolls aimlessly about a city covered with “leaflets, brochures, articles, and placards,” whose pithy, highly evocative, and sometimes surreal style Benjamin borrowed as his own.”


John Duff, Reena Spaulings. January 18 – February 28, 2026; TEXT+LIST OF WORKS.

John Duff
Untitled, 1968
clamshells, wire, paint
dimensions variable, 106.68 x 63.5 x 38.1 cm; 42 x 25 x 15 in
JD/S 48

“He thinks, dreams, puts his hand to this or that, and we are welcome to eavesdrop if we care to do so.” via New York Art Critics Association

Archimedes of Syracuse

Archimedes of Syracuse (c. 287 BC – c. 212 BC) was a Greek mathematician, philosopher, scientist and engineer.

??? ??? ?? ??? ??? ??? ??? ??????. [Dôs moi pâ stô, kaì tàn gân kinás?.]

  • Give me the place to stand, and I shall move the earth.
    • Said to be his assertion in demonstrating the principle of the lever; as quoted by Pappus of Alexandria, Synagoge, Book VIII, c. AD 340; also found in Chiliades (12th century) by John Tzetzes, II.130. This and “Give me a place to stand, and I shall move the world” are the most commonly quoted translations.
  • Variant translations:
  • Give me a place to stand and with a lever I will move the whole world.
    • This variant derives from an earlier source than Pappus: The Library of History of Diodorus Siculus, Fragments of Book XXVI, as translated by F. R. Walton, in Loeb Classical Library (1957) Vol. XI. In Doric Greek this may have originally been ?? ??, ??? ?????????? ??? ??? ?????? ????? [P? b?, kai kharisti?ni tan g?n kin?s? [variant kinas?] p?san].
  • Give me a lever and a place to stand and I will move the earth.
  • Give me a fulcrum, and I shall move the world.
  • Give me a firm spot on which to stand, and I shall move the earth.

wikiquote.
math.nyu.edu.


Archimedes said, “Give to me a fulcrum on which to plant my lever, and I will move the world.” And I say, give to woman the ballot, the political fulcrum, on which to plant her moral lever, and she will lift the world into a nobler purer atmosphere.

  • Susan B. Anthony from here 1870s

Archimedean point : a reliably certain position or starting point that serves as the basis for argument or reasoning (Merriam-Webster)

Serve God, love me, and mend.

Gray Catbird Dumetella carolinensis. (ebird)



Serve God, love me, and mend.

Much Ado About Nothing – Act 5, scene 2

SMU Symposium on Poetic Form 2026.

The second biannual SMU Symposium on Poetic Form will be held on the Southern Methodist University campus in Dallas on February 23 and 24, 2026. Once again, we look forward to a gathering of poets and scholars from around the world to discuss aspects of poetics such as rhyme, poetry and big data, sonnets, and newly invented forms. The 2026 Symposium will feature keynote poet Ada Limón and keynote scholar Anahid Nersessian. Plenary speakers will include Patience Agbabi, Stephanie Burt, Camille Dungy, Virginia Jackson, and Jahan Ramazani.

[Looking up at the stars, I know quite well]

Looking up at the stars, I know quite well
That, for all they care, I can go to hell,
But on earth indifference is the least
We have to dread from man or beast.

How should we like it were stars to burn
With a passion for us we could not return?
If equal affection cannot be,
Let the more loving one be me.

Admirer as I think I am
Of stars that do not give a damn,
I cannot, now I see them, say
I missed one terribly all day.

Were all stars to disappear or die,
I should learn to look at an empty sky
And feel its total dark sublime
Though this might take me a little time.

The More Loving One, W. H. Auden