Does it alter the tone of the solitude if Protagonist does have children?
Enhance it, if they are perhaps somewhere far off?
Is it workable for Protagonist to be out of touch with them altogether?
Why didn't Kafka, once, call him a Jew and be done with it?
How different would one's perceptions be of the entire body of work if he had?
Matisse, questioned about green flesh:
I am not painting a woman. I am painting a picture.
Rupert Brooke died from an insect bite. Alban Berg did also.
Hegel, Schelling, and Holderlin were roommates while studying theology.
Jacques Louis David's Death of Socrates shows Plato seated at the scene in despair. In the Phaedo, Plato says he was sick and not there.
François Marie Arouet.
Well, I am completely alone here now.
Georg Trakl died from an overdose of cocaine, presumed deliberate. Trakl's sister Margarete committed suicide also.
There seems evidence of incest.
Modigliani died of tuberculosis in a pauper's ward.
Whistler was convinced that Bret Harte was a better writer than Dickens or Thackeray.
According to legend, Sappho threw herself into the Aegean after being spurned by a lover. Nothing is known about her age. Though in fact her hair had begun to turn white.
R. is completely alone here now?
Yesterday at eight o'clock Madame Berenge, the concierge, died.
One of James Joyce's patrons offered to pay for analysis for him under Jung. Joyce waved away the thought of it.
Later on, unsuccessfully, Jung would work with Joyce's disturbed daughter Lucia, however.
Aristotle presumed that women have fewer teeth than men.
Now and again: Protagonist seen pausing distractedly among the graves. Few of the stones are at all elaborate. Weeds abound. Leaves accumulate.
Names have already become familiar.
Very many of the dates of death are extremely distant.
A scattering, not.
Surprisingly, Protagonist comes upon a miniature American flag fixed beside one of the latter one afternoon. No one has come or gone who might have put it there that he saw.
Once I loved thee, Atthis, long ago.
Discovering that his wife had a lover, Carlo Gesualdo had the man murdered, then killed his wife himself.
And then their youngest son, on the chance that the boy was not his.
While writing madrigals still sung.
Throughout the desert campaigns, T. E. Lawrence carried an Aeschylus and an Aristophanes in his kitbag, both in Greek. Also a Morte d?Arthur and the Quiller-Couch Oxford Book of English Verse.
He was able to read while riding camelback.
Dante refers to it as his Commedia only. It was Boccaccio who would call it Divina.
Will Protagonist ever speak to the woman?
Is there a woman?
All of us have come out from under The Overcoat.
Chi il bel sogno di Doretta.
Caravaggio incorporated several unappetizing self-portraits into his canvases. The grotesquely glazed-eyed face on the dissevered head of his Goliath is one.
Harriet Shelley drowned herself.
Can Grande della Scala.
G. K. Chesterton was an anti-Semite.
There are 107,000 rhymed couplets in the Mahabharata. In sum it is almost fifteen times as long as the Iliad.
For a woman to study the Vedas is a signal of confusion in the realm. It says.
Swellfoot the Tyrant.
Short blocks away in that same deteriorating cemetery neighborhood, a lone ill-lit small grocery. There is one drab restaurant also, with few patrons.
Protagonist eats mainly out of cans.
Meaning the gatehouse will need gas as well as electricity.
Thomas Chatterton was seventeen when he bought arsenic, on credit, to commit suicide. He was buried in a potter's field.
A bracelet of bright haire about the bone.
Wallace Stevens told Robert Frost his poems were too often about things.
Frost told Stevens his were about bric-a-brac.
Tolstoy and Gandhi corresponded.
Tchaikovsky died of cholera, in St. Petersburg, after drinking tap water that had not been boiled.
Among Protagonist's cartons, several containing phonograph records rather than books.
Lorine Niedecker spent years of her adult life scrubbing floors in a Wisconsin hospital.
Names of the dead.
A lifelong rumor insisted that Guillaume Apollinaire was the son of a cardinal, or even of the Pope. His mother's father had been a ranking officer in the Papal Guard.
The Second Commandment was taken so literally in the Lithuanian ghetto when Chaim Soutine was a boy that he was physically beaten when he tried to draw.
The graves of strangers.
Martin Heidegger was an anti-Semite.
Who kept a portrait of Pascal in his study. While signing his letters Heil Hitler.
Maya Lin.
John Berryman committed suicide at fifty-seven by jumping from a bridge. Forty-five years earlier his father had shot himself outside Berryman's window.
Horace dictated that a writer should set aside a finished poem for nine years. And only then decide if it is worth publishing.
A block or two past the grocery, where the neighborhood declines into even more evident abandonment, is a dingy saloon frequented only by a remnant of elderly men. The television, if on, is tuned only to sports events. No one intrudes if Protagonist sits wordlessly with a single drink. He does not go often in any case.
Soutine was in fact once beaten so badly for sketching someone's portrait that he was able to collect damages.
And used the money to leave his village and attend art school.
Catherine Blake: I have very little of Mr. Blake's company. He is always in Paradise.
Exit, pursued by a bear.
Berryman's name was originally John Smith. He adopted his stepfather's name when his mother remarried.
Walt Whitman more than once wrote anonymous favorable reviews of his own work.
Unquestionably it would have been Mary Magdalen who did the dishes at the Last Supper.
Concluded Marguerite Yourcenar.
Meursault is fairly sure it was no one from the saloon or the restaurant who nodded hello to him on the street yesterday.
Toynbee finds more than twice as many civilizations in history than Spengler did.
Mina Loy.
Thomas Hobbes was born prematurely when his mother became hysterical at the approach of the Spanish Armada.
Legend says Virgil was born in a ditch.
Protagonist has not quite enough money to get by on. Or rather he has just enough, now. Even with extreme frugality he is eating into it, however.
So that it diminishes steadily.
Toward a logical inevitability that he does his best not to think about.
Jean-Baptiste Lully died from gangrene after stabbing himself with a baton while conducting.
Mantua me genuit.
Picasso, when told that Gertrude Stein did not look like her portrait:
Never mind. She will.
Except for fragments quoted by others, everything of Menander's disappeared utterly in the Dark Ages. A first complete play was not discovered until excavations in Egypt during Reader's own lifetime.
Eliot was a virgin until his marriage at twenty-six. And possibly thereafter.
Erasmus was illegitimate.
Will Protagonist have sold any of his books before moving? Could he be selling some of them now, piecemeal, as it were for pocket money?
Would Reader?
H. L. Mencken called Lizette Woodworth Reese the finest American poet of his time.
Sergei Esenin committed suicide in a Moscow hotel by hanging himself with a strap from a suitcase.
John Everett Millais once painted advertisements for Pears Soap.
Why does Reader rarely remember that the Septuagint is so called because seventy scholars allegedly translated it from Hebrew into Greek in seventy-two days?
Geoffrey of Monmouth. Wace. Layamon. Marie de France. Chretien de Troyes. Malory.
Nora Barnacle was a hotel chambermaid when Joyce met her.
Eva Hesse was dead of a brain tumor at thirty-four.
When Rembrandt's possessions were sold at bankruptcy in 1656, they included paintings by Raphael, Giorgione, and van Eyck. And seventy-five Rembrandts.
And did not bring in enough to discharge the bankruptcy.
Theodore Dreiser was an anti-Semite.
Bathsheba Everdene.
Lidice.
The tyranny of the ignoramuses is insurmountable and assured for all time.
Said Einstein.
Inside the basement section of the house at the dunes, a stairway climbs to the floor above. Because of the subdivision, the entrance at the top of the stairs has been sealed. In effect, the stairs now mount to nowhere.
Protagonist has set up the first of his unpacked books on some of the steps.
What you get married for if you don't want children?
Georges Braque came extremely close to losing his sight from a head wound in World War I.
Or perhaps not a novel?
Is he in some peculiar way thinking of an autobiography?
Reader and his mind full of clutter?
No one can steal my words. These are the words of Theognis.
Should Reader bring in the most recent woman in Protagonist's life?
From how long ago?
Does the end of that relationship have anything to do with the declension into now?
Charlotte Perkins Gilman committed suicide.
Sparafucile.
Assuming sufficient time, why will Protagonist have become involved with no one since?
Extraordinary Popular Delusions and the Madness of Crowds.
Shut up, he explained.
Byron was only thirty-six when he died, yet had already grown overweight and flaccid, with thinning hair and abominable teeth.
Nonetheless every second town in Greece would name a public square after him.
Moses Maimonides wrote in Arabic.
Lullaby. One Autumn Night.
Blessed Mary went a-walking.
At thirty-nine, Cezanne had a mistress and an infant son he was forced to keep hidden from his banker father.
Who was still sending him an allowance.
Knowing not grieving remembers a thousand savage and lonely streets.
Antonin Artaud spent most of his last decade in insane asylums.
Botticelli, who never married, once dreamed he had.
And walked the streets of Florence until dawn, to keep from dreaming it again.
Somerset Maugham was a British secret agent in Russia in World War I and again in France at the start of World War II.
Heinrich Kramer and Jacob Sprenger.
Sholom Aleichem never submitted a manuscript containing a page numbered thirteen.
The mountains look on Marathon,
And Marathon looks on the sea.
Mary Lamb stabbed her mother to death. She was in and out of an institution all her life.
When a new fit of madness seemed imminent, Charles calmly led her back into custody.
Would the stairway climb to a permanently locked door or in some way simply end abruptly at a reconstructed ceiling?
Wide plank steps, Reader sees.
The law is a ass.
Yehuda Amichai fought with the British army in World War II, with the Haganah in Israel's War of Independence, and with the Israeli army in both the Sinai Campaign and the Yom Kip-pur War. By the fourth time, younger Israeli soldiers were said to be carrying his poems in their gear.
There is no god, and Mary is his mother.
Mithridates. Who as Housman says took poison in small doses, to build an immunity.
And was run through by a sword.
When Arturo Toscanini had an affair with Geraldine Farrar, would he have known that her father had been a major league baseball player in the 1880s?
John Stuart Mill read Alexander Pope's translation of the Iliad thirty times.
E. E. Cummings was an anti-Semite.
Poor Tom's a-cold.
Jean-Jacques Rousseau suffered a constant need to urinate.
Heinrich von Kleist shot himself.
Reading romance into the relatively early death, speeding, of Jackson Pollock.
Ignoring that he killed a terrified young woman passenger in the process.
Oriane, what have you been thinking of, you wretch! You've kept on your black shoes! With a red dress!
Has Reader decided that Protagonist has definitely been in hospitals?
Should the problems be named?
Major?
Archaeologists found Praxiteles' Hermes under centuries of rubble at Olympia in 1877.
Exactly where Pausanias had told them to look for it in his Description of Greece almost two thousand years before.
Come Back to the RaftAg'in, Huck Honey!
Bertrand Russell, re having contemplated suicide at sixteen:
I did not, however, commit suicide, because I wished to know more about mathematics.
I want to wash when I meet a poet.
During his interlude with George Sand, Alfred de Musset more than once woke up not long after exhausting sex to find her gone from bed.
Intently at work on a novel.
Et Verbum caro factum est.
Carlyle's Sartor Resartus was damningly abused by reviewers. Once he became famous he had it reissued. And included the reviews as an appendix.
A very pretty poem, Mr. Pope. But you must not call it Homer.
Protagonist wrote a few books once. It is some years since he has seen a copy of any of them.
Fra Angelico wept while painting certain of his Christs. Giovanni Bellini once did so while painting a Pieta.
Plato founded his academy in Athens in approximately 387 B.C. and taught there for forty years. Aristotle studied and taught there for nineteen years as well.
Ferruccio Tagliavini.
Lorca was murdered by fascists at the start of the Spanish Civil War. His body was flung into an unmarked grave and never found.
Every word she writes is a lie, including and and the.
Amandine Aurore Lucie Dupin.
A roundup of Denmark's eight thousand Jews was ordered by the Nazis in 1943. The Danes smuggled virtually every one of them to Sweden on fishing boats instead.
¡Que no quiero verla!
Holderlin was insane, if harmlessly so, for more than thirty-five years. Frequently he improvised odd tunes at the piano for hours, or sang in what seemed an indecipherable combination of Latin, Greek, and German simultaneously.
Nietzsche played the piano endlessly in his own eleven years of madness. Once, at least, with his elbows.
Robert Lowell was an anti-Semite.
Milton once visited Galileo.
Shakespeare died in Stratford on April 23, 1616, a Tuesday.
Cervantes died in Madrid on April 23, 1616, a Saturday.
The difference being between the Julian calendar and the Gregorian. Cervantes died ten days earlier.
Thackeray had to pay to publish Vanity Fair. Sterne had to pay to publish Tristram Shandy. Defoe had to pay to publish Moll Flanders.
Our life is but a warfare and a stranger's sojourn.
Said Marcus Aurelius.
A year before his death, already ill and with his recent work finding rejection, Baudelaire was shown essays eulogizing him by two poets in their early twenties. Neither of them had yet produced a book of his own, making their names meaningless.
Paul Verlaine. Stephane Mallarme.
Chaucer's father was a vitner.
Pasternak's popularity was such that if he stumbled over a line while reciting, most of his Moscow audience was generally able to prompt him from m
emory.
Franz Sussmayr. The D Minor Requiem.
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