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


Monday, May 27, 2013
I remember loving how the goalie and fullbacks knew how to dispose themselves to defend against corner kicks, the intimate connections among the verticals of the goal posts, the goalie in his unique jersey setting the fullback at the near post, then touching the far post with his arm and shoulder to set himself up, and then the pause as though this were a natural scene, a stand of trees in the late autumn light braced and ready for what would come next, but for now suspended in this beautiful, painterly, expert configuration.


posted by William 10:50 AM
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