.. If you do not even understand what words say, how can you expect to pass judgement on what words conceal?
H.D.
Let us search the old highways.
history road
Run run run Hermione. You have in your hands a message and a token.. Run and run and run and run Hermione. You know running and running and running that the messenger will take (lampadephoros) your message in its fervour and you will sink down exhausted.. Run, run, Hermione. For the message-bearer next in line has turned against you.. Dead, dead or forgotten. Hecate at crossroads, a destruction..
identity
.. If you do not even understand what words say, how can you expect to pass judgementon what words conceal?
poetry words poets modernism
poetry words
The thing she realised in that moment, that fraction of waiting, was lost. Nothing could bring the thing back, no words could make the thing solid and visible and therefore to be coped with. Solid and visible form was what she had been seeking. I will put this into visible language.
writing language
I will be caught finally, I will be broken. Not broken, incarcerated. Her will be incarcerated in Her.
writing
She knew herself the heart of a king buried in a sepulchre (in the land of his love) while the body of the king is elsewhere. My heart lies buried in there like Coeur de Lion (or whoever it was) who had his heart buried at Havre (or wherever it was) and the rest of him buried somewhere else.
heart
She didn't know that all her life would be spent gambling with the stark rigidity of words, words that were coin: save, spend and all the time George with his own counter had found her a way out.
language words
For one moment seek a lesser beauty and a lesser grace, but you will find no peace in the end save in her presence.
grace peace beauty theend
Be indigestible, hard, ungiving. So that, living within, you beget, self-out-of-self, selfless, that pearl-of-great-price.
self
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