tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027409882918557365.post3307681962000212343..comments2023-11-25T07:06:45.199-05:00Comments on Living on Ink: Notes on a Writing Life: Write, Dance, Hum Through Your Paradox, But Especially Writejfulfordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06920520929216126172noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027409882918557365.post-3321286713672013182013-05-25T13:34:36.941-04:002013-05-25T13:34:36.941-04:00This concept of the inbetween is everywhere in art...This concept of the inbetween is everywhere in art and perhaps the reason we have art. Johnson uses as an example a line from a T.S. Eliot poem: "The fire and the rose are one." Johnson writes, "We are pleased ... that the fire of transformation and the flower of rebirth are one and the same." The poem is "Four Quartets."jfulfordhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06920520929216126172noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027409882918557365.post-77682487527027216322013-05-24T10:32:18.971-04:002013-05-24T10:32:18.971-04:00this is something of the "gap" that emer...this is something of the "gap" that emerson writes of and that melville seems to enact as well.<br /><br />both leap and their work, though in longer form, operates within the frame of a romantic lyric. a dancing among thoughts--there is an aim perhaps, but it is the dart that matters, both the throw and the preparation for the throw alongside the actual instrument thrown. These are Pascal's infinite spaces but faced with not only the natural fright of the fragile being but with also the wonder of the mind's eye that reveals the all in connection.stormnemesishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11176778911355352751noreply@blogger.com