Date: Fri, 07 Mar 1997 13:01:39 -0800
From: Lucio Privitello <lucioangelo-AT-earthlink.net>
Subject: MB: Seeing X you'zes...,IX Pin then.


...and from what in two posted: one as a precious Prodicus, and "my 
friend" infact, if not in deed, to where another rolls from a discourse 
imagined and Ingrid-ed, marked with heart, there is given a space to 
where one may turn again, - to Blanchot, and _The Space of Literature_, 
in an attempt to move the grammergriddleglee from where (das Irrsal 
hilft)"error helps us". Yet, "Aber zuweilen liebt auch klares Auge den 
Schatten" (Holderlin, _Bread and Wine_, II), within this 'fecund 
migration'.

---------"And yet "error helps us." It is the intimation in waiting,
	 the deep of sleep keeping watch, the silent void of sacred
	 memory. The poet is the intimacy of distress. He alone pro-
	 foundly lives the empty time of absence, and in him error 
	 becomes straying's profundity, night becomes the _other_
	 night." (Blanchot, "A Return to the Question", in _The
	 Space of Literature_, p.246)--------------------------------

To Holderlin then? Some Bread and Wine? "Unperceived at first they 
approach, the children press forward,/ Surging to meet them; but still 
joy is to dazzling, too bright,..." (V).

	"...Aber das Irrsal
	Hilft, wie Sclummer und stark machet die Not un die Nacht,..
	.." (VII).

entre chien et loup,
Lucio Angelo Privitello
(is that as in Lucius Annaeus Seneca? Very well then J., to _Thyestes_ we 
will meet (jumping from Freud's XVII, p. 39). Wonderful!

	"Ce qui nous rend la vanite des autres insupportable,
	c'est qu'elle blesse la notre." (La Rochefoucauld,
	_Maximes_, # 389).