Pierre Joris
Another end to
writing/reading # 18
If
you cannot touch the
untouchable,
but you can
look
where looking was
forbidden.
a shadowy
suspicion
an aroused
content
disturbing to psyche
but “Psyche
was
a searcher in the story,
as a consequence of
her looking
when looking is
forbidden.” R.D., HD Book
p. 292
Look there, every-
where look at her.
But we look to touch
and do so in the act
of looking —
the desire
of / in
the eye — fires
to hand to advance
“he is
looking to touch”
(touch
assures being
ear /eye /nose assure
well-being J.D. Le toucher, p.
61
sez Aristotle
All you ever can
write about
is
yourself.
All writing ever
talks about
is
something else.
but the ear
is the middle
voice, in
one out the other
side, tympanum
or hymen
whatever plays either
side, the skin mem-
brane is
hide of an intelligence
more telling than
the core
so grey and massive
a night in the ear
in medina
the medully
of tone
is articulated affect
pre-thought
in the middle of
things, the double
heard heart.
”Nothing No one nowhere never”
(Arno Schmidt,
opening sentence)
the path always leads
back into the brain
where at the snap of
a synapse you
carry on as if you knew
where you are going.
that boot full of brain
walks into itself
as earth drives the
nails up to distraction
tracing furrows
you can neither follow
nor assume. You are
the bootstrap theory
of your own going away.
Gray day. A mass measures
you in quanta of absences.
The pass is to get through.