a phoetics: fragment 2
The week Robert Creeley died I dreamed of him in the living room of a friend. He was sitting on a couch, in conversation, which he turned away from to ask me, "How do you make anything new?"
I said, "Find the gap between two things and open it."
"Right," he said and turned back to his conversation.
one: "I began working with voice recordings..."
two: "The week Robert Creeley died..."
three: "'Thing,' from the Anglo-Saxon..."
four: "While I mark the beginning of my interest..."
five: "After transcribing 'the wells at the mouth of itza...'"
six: "The distinction”and so mental distance..."
seven: "The PIE *wel- also means "to turn, roll...'"
eight: "Contrary to the fix in which Eliot lost and found..."
nine: "My relationship early on with ESB meta-intellect..."
ten: "It is absolutely important to remember..."