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


Sunday, October 02, 2005
I remember that Steve Dorsey was two years ahead of me at school (in the same class as Jim Gleick). He was in Searchers, which I did as well, in eleventh grade. I remember that he was Tommy Dorsey's grandson, or maybe son. Lausanne Merrill, also in our class, was Robert Merrill's daughter. He gave the high school graduation speech. Two types of music.


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