I remember / je me souviens
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For those limbic bursts of nostalgia, invented by Proust, miniaturized by Nicholson Baker, and freeze-dried by Joe Brainard in his I remember and by Georges Perec in his Je me souviens.

But there are no fractions, the world is an integer
Like us, and like us it can neither stand wholly apart nor disappear.
When one is young it seems like a very strange and safe place,
But now that I have changed it feels merely odd, cold
And full of interest.
          --John Ashbery, "A Wave"

Sometimes I sense that to put real confidence in my memory I have to get to the end of all rememberings. That seems to say that I forego remembering. And now that strikes me as an accurate description of what it is to have confidence in one's memory.
          --Stanley Cavell, The Claim of Reason


Wednesday, December 11, 2002
I remember Robert Burnett. He was the only kid taller than I was in my grade in elementary school. This meant he stood right behind me when we lined up in the morning. Somehow we got to talking about reading palms. He claimed he could read them, and he looked at the tip of my index finger and intoned, "You will die when you are thirty-six." This seemed laughably old at the time. I thought I knew how he did it -- I assumed he had counted the whorls of my finger-print. But no matter how I counted, I couldn't get them to come out as thirty-six. I realized the likely explanation was that he miscounted. When I started approaching thirty-six I remembered this prediction. He turned out to be wrong. But by how much?


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