Has Reader ever seen the Ouse named in any other regard, anywhere, except in Anna Livia Plurabelle?
Not one of Thomas Hardy’s first three novels sold more than twenty copies.
Skeres. Poley. Ingram Frizer.
In fact all of the women in Protagonist’s life, from whenever.
Should he remember?
Shouldn’t he?
Chronometricals and Horologicals.
Alma-Tadema.
Sir Thomas More was beheaded at the Tower of London. The Earl of Surrey was beheaded at the Tower of London. Sir Walter Raleigh was beheaded at the Tower of London.
Life is a long preparation for something that never happens, Yeats said.
Oremus.
Coleridge was frequently bullied as a schoolboy. As was Shelley. Shelley once went after one of those baiting him with a pitchfork.
Mark Rothko committed suicide by slashing the inside of his arms at the elbows with a double-edged razor blade.
First folding Kleenex over one edge of the blade to keep from cutting his fingers.
But who are you? You are not from the castle, you are not from the village, you aren’t anything.
Sgt. Joyce Kilmer. Alan Seeger. Lt. Col. John McCrae.
Pergolesi wrote his Stabat Materat twenty-six. And was dead in the same year.
A one-legged woman in a conspicuously short skirt.
In Rapallo, for years, Ezra Pound spent two nights a week with his wife Dorothy and five nights with Olga Rudge.
And had children by both.
Voltaire was an anti-Semite.
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 Socratesshows 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?Arthurand the Quiller-Couch Oxford Book of English Verse.
He was able to read while riding camelback.
Dante refers to it as his Commediaonly. 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.