I have repeatedly had the opportunity to discuss with those around me about SINSAL language. Trying to explain the world from different registers of language is impossible, is a snake biting its tail, is a very vicious circle and insurmountable. This weekend I came across a poem that reminded me of the distaste of the SINSAL, a poem that I quote to account for tangential ways as close as possible to the dark hole of silence, no word, as Calvin would say the NO writing world can not be. 8
drew windows everywhere.
too high on the walls, the walls
too low, obtuse
on the walls, in corners,
in the air and even on rooftops.
drew windows as if drawing birds.
On the floor at night in the looks palpably
deaf
around death,
in the tombs, trees.
windows drew up at the gates.
But he never drew a door.
did not want to enter or exit.
know you can not.
just wanted to see, see.
drew windows.
everywhere. Roberto Juarroz
The writing is on the scratch of a prisoner of language that attempts to thwart their fingertips the walls from the first gesture in early childhood, shut him up between words. With writing you try to ar, er and go ... Tomas Rodriguez says on his blog ( http://tropicodelamancha.blogspot.com/2010/02/gato-lluvia-paris.html ), the writer loves writing because it will feel the freedom not known in the world " .
Blows "and hitting the walls or windows draw?
drew windows everywhere.
too high on the walls, the walls
too low, obtuse
on the walls, in corners,
in the air and even on rooftops.
drew windows as if drawing birds.
On the floor at night in the looks palpably
deaf
around death,
in the tombs, trees.
windows drew up at the gates.
But he never drew a door.
did not want to enter or exit.
know you can not.
just wanted to see, see.
drew windows.
everywhere. Roberto Juarroz
The writing is on the scratch of a prisoner of language that attempts to thwart their fingertips the walls from the first gesture in early childhood, shut him up between words. With writing you try to ar, er and go ... Tomas Rodriguez says on his blog ( http://tropicodelamancha.blogspot.com/2010/02/gato-lluvia-paris.html ), the writer loves writing because it will feel the freedom not known in the world " .
Blows "and hitting the walls or windows draw?
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