Parker Posey in "Thelma," a new film featured today
on CBS Sunday morning —
The above arboreal background forms what might be called,
in the words of the great Warren PA photographer Gordon Mahan,
a "crotch shot." … Some may prefer Emma Watson —
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?"
"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 .
Today's previous post suggests the following—
Bester on bedrock and "the bottom line of all existence" suggests
a review of Wallace Stevens's "The Rock." Some background:
See Succor, May 11, and But Seriously, May 12.
See also Waiting for Benjamin, May 15.
Larry McMurtry famously wrote of reading Walter Benjamin
at the Dairy Queen. I never read Benjamin there, but I did
read at least some of the Bester book quoted above.
The bottom lines of this peculiar meditation—
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 .
… Walter Benjamin, that is… At the Dairy Queen.
(With apologies to Parker Posey.)
"One of Benjamin's many unrealised projects was a book
that would consist only of culls from already existing material;
he would do no more than arrange and edit."
— Screenwriter Frederic Raphael, May 2011 Literary Review
Raphael is clever, but I prefer Wallace Stevens on culls—
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.
Dairy Queen — Click to enlarge—
See also Stevens and "The Rock" in this journal and today's "Shoe."
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