File spoon-archives/blanchot.archive/blanchot_1998/blanchot.9810, message 6


Date: Wed, 21 Oct 1998 14:03:59 -0700
Subject: Re: MB: Literature and the Right to Death


wav es en t err(i)to real l y r i call y e s end a s way..
e y e s na p un t a cros s ky nigh t id es
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ent er re vers(i)n g loss es "the waves" o f ortar 
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sp irl ex it S tell a suddenly...........................


..............................qu il l ar k(i)n g ol d a y

"ring a bell and a light flashed dawn":


proserrosE-STATE m ent eign (is).........................
                 a
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.............a wake




Daniel Carter wrote:
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> Curtis Clark wrote:
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> >let t er r ent s pare w i(l)d(l)e (ly): ch anc
> >                                       d    ing
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> let her territorial eyes wake her entries in pears purse snaps wide of the
> mark while qill ill delve lyrically per sway sievely: choir-like
> anchor-dancing dancing inks
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> >                                               .
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> periodicity
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> >                                         .
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> stars le stelle like Lucio
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> >                                   .
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> reverse tars pointed out across the white night sky
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> >                             .
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> pointed spiral cycle
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> >                       .
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> day enter day exit
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> >                 .
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> wheelty-check
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> >           .
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> Wheel Estate
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> >     .
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> cirvular functions
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> >solutio n un eg g e(i)stellanguag e s/p un t is..s/p ar king
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> salute the ions untie the eggs language of the stars with Stella clothed by
> my sighed our eyes suddenly our ice language of the gold spun out from
> under us sensorially spar-killing call the way arcking into an ark agloss
> the waves
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> >
> >pro (s) pel (l) er r in g e we be
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> prose rose under the spell of glorious madness an elevated error in the
> ring a bell and a light flashed dawn and we vent to be
> 
> >------------------------------------------------------
> >
> >Daniel Carter wrote:
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> >> letters spare themselves wildly widely the chance solution nun-eggs
> >> assistant puntistically sparking
> >>

   

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