Monday, September 15, 2014
Things happened (phenomenality of emergence)
between them (interpsychality). Determining what
was their mutual authoring, a found literarity,
intertextuality by reading each other—
a singular intrapsychality after all—
one’s reading of their trace, our reading,
as if they gain afterlife by gods’ listening,
the legacy of we who keep what happened alive—
-- gary e. davis -- 10:16 PM
Sunday, July 20, 2014
I had a fantasy of sequencing a bunch of PostSecret favorites like a story.
But it can't really work, because each card comes from such different lives.
Yet, like a dream where moments come out of unrelated parts of one's free-discharging brain and we wake up believing that the sequence has some meaning, I see a story. Despite the beginning, this has a happy ending. But, being made of others' postcards, you can't expect excellence of narrative continuity.
So it goes in life, too, likely: There are narratives and pretenses of continuity. But memory is like pointillism: Some altitude from fineness may disclose a topography, yet, often enough depending on imaginability.
This is about a woman who eventually secures her glorious freedom in the memory of her best friend.
-- gary e. davis -- 7:42 PM