The political ghosts of literature

I have been reading some fragments of Maurice Blanchot - The Madness of the Day, The Writing of Disaster, some of the essays assembled under the title of The Gaze of Orpheus - and trying to make sense of the discrepancies in his story, and how it has encountered my own. Certain phrases from Blanchot, … Continue reading The political ghosts of literature

The infinite conversation and survival

I have written before in the Burning Archive of the metaphor for writing, and its eternal companion, reading, that I have prised from the title of Blanchot's work, The Infinite Conversation.  I have written here of how writing secures our rare and precious fragments of understanding against loss and destruction, and bequeathed them in their frail forms … Continue reading The infinite conversation and survival