Ordinary language is all right.
One could divide humanity into two classes:
those who master a metaphor, and those who hold by a formula.
Those with a bent for both are too few, they do not comprise a class.
'Oh yes, the sentence,' Creeley once told the critic Burton Hatlen, 'that's what we call it when we put someone in jail.'
'You don't even live once.'
I am suspicious of anyone (including myself) who is proud of listening to a record because of its genre.
The heart will be the last to return, after eyes to see with.
Maybe it turned into a 'more' somehow.
I swear there was a 't' there.
Asli Bayram aus Köln is die neue Miss Deutschland. So sez Die Zeit in the fluff-story behind Das Tagesbild (caption: who is the most beautiful in all the land? at least, I think) for today. Reading shitty non-news is so much more more rewarding in languages I'm not fluent in.
What I said about that Missy-Nelly Furtado thing was totally about what I remembered. Because I listened to it tonight for the first time since it came out (four years ago?!) and it didn't sound anything like that!
'Finer distinctions' like: what they're saying, how the records make me feel. I don't know that well what the Junior Boys or Sonic Youth are saying, or how they make me feel, but that indeterminateness is less pressing.