October
15, 1992
Karl
Ambonvoid
1302
Charles Street
Baltimore,
MD 21229
Karl,
In
a certain way, the work has been eclipsed. Or rather, the eclipse
has become the arc of the work.
Forgive
my week of silence; I am used to choosing my words, but last week I felt as if I were in the middle of some terrible forced obscurity. I keep
expecting it to vanish, for my body to re-member itself, to disavow
what it has learned.
Se
souvenir. The remnant “to come” hidden within the body of the
word.
Small
deaths abound.
I
will write more when words return.
M.
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