Personal Emblem
of psychiatrist
Harry Stack Sullivan
This image, from a post of Wednesday, Dec. 12, 2007,
was suggested by Taylor Swift's annotation for her new
album . . .
http://m759.net/wordpress/?p=114081 —
"And so I enter into evidence
My tarnished coat of arms . . . ."
and by the Frida Kahlo image in the 2007 post, as well as
Kahlo in art by the former Sullivanian whose work has
now been added to yesterday's "American Pie" post.
Updated with noun-adjective distinction and Feinerman art
at 5:25 PM ET on Wednesday, February 7, 2024.
Note: The above is not the standard Spanish
word for pineapple. It actually means . . .
AS A NOUN —
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Update on the next day, February 7th —
AS AN ADJECTIVE —
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"Esta fruta se puede probar también en las vías de acceso a la denominada 'capital piñera de Colombia', donde en la última semana de julio se celebra el Reinado Internacional de la Piña."
"This fruit can also be tasted in the access routes of the 'pineapple capital of Colombia', where during the last week of July they celebrate the International Pineapple pageant."
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From this journal during the last week of July 2023 —
The above title was suggested by a Log24 post of Sunday morning.
"You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?"
"His is a language that is highly charged with
a harmonic resonance and a certain distancing
and abstracting which makes the reference
more universal, less specifically personal."
— Durham University, 1999 Ph.D. thesis
As verse . . .
A harmonic resonance
And a certain distancing
And abstracting which
"Do you remember All Souls' Day two years ago?"
"For ten years, we've been on our own . . ." — American Pie
In the spirit of "Boogie Nights" (1997), a scene from March 17, 2022 —
Related rhetoric from Harvard —
The Harvard math department's pie-eating contest—
"It is not enough to cover the rock with leaves.
We must be cured of it by a cure of the ground
Or a cure of ourselves, that is equal to a cure
Of the ground, a cure beyond forgetfulness.
And yet the leaves, if they broke into bud,
If they broke into bloom, if they bore fruit,
And if we ate the incipient colorings
Of their fresh culls might be a cure of the ground."
— "The Rock," a poem by Wallace Stevens from
a section with the same title in the Collected Poems .
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