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


Saturday, March 11, 2006
I remember that I thought magician and musician were the same word. This must be a pre-literate memory. I don't know that I quite discrimintaed between their meanings, but I think I might have. Or I might have begun to do so when I heard that we were going to see my Uncle Jack (Zadikov) who was a musician, since I remember being disappointed about his not being able to do magic tricks (unlike my maternal grandfather, whom I associated with him since he came from my mother's parents' side of the family). This might be the time that I went to see Jack Zadikov conduct a "young people's concert" at what was then the Philharmonic (pre-Avery Fisher).


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