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EASTER ESSENCE
At Easter the common folks bring their eggs to the Lord. The lidless  leveret lies in the grave, its open eyes directed upwards in death. The egg goes into the Easter bread: it is blamed on the lagomorph. Mixed images: resurrection and spawning, the hare as chicken, the sidestepping and egg painting, the instinct to flee before the crucifixion and after, Saturday’s search for the buried, the Hidden, and above all the sweetness rising from the sadness like a naked fog and dissolving on the tongue when the chocolate egg melts. Stubbornly we move to safety from the power of the old pictures. Rites and processions take place in backyards: their participants are like ghosts. Sung incantations that connect heaven and earth vanish as soon as the first warmth of spring arrives. What is the essence? What is the truth of our time? What forms the center of the egg whose center is an egg?
[German original: Versuch über Ostern; en français: essence de Pâques]
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“It’s hard to communicate anything exactly and that’s why perfect relationships between people are difficult to find.” Gustave Flaubert, Sentimental Education
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Each lover has some theory of his ownAbout the difference between the acheOf being with his love, and being alone:
Why what, when dreaming, is dear flesh and boneThat really stirs the senses, when awake,Appears a simulacrum of his own.
Narcissus disbelieves in the unknown;He cannot join his image in the lakeSo long as he assumes he is alone.
The child, the waterfall, the fire, the stone,Are always up to mischief, though, and takeThe universe for granted as their own.
The elderly, like Proust, are always proneTo think of love as a subjective fake;The more they love, the more they feel alone.
Whatever view we hold, it must be shownWhy every lover has a wish to makeSome other kind of otherness his own:Perhaps, in fact, we never are alone.
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THE LATIN LESSON. BE PATIENT AND TOUGH; SOME DAY THIS PAIN WILL BE USEFUL TO YOU. NO ONE PROVOKES ME WITH IMPUNITY.
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«This debut collection mixes the sacred and profane, beauty and beast, the strange and the wondrous. Not necessarily in that order. Or any type of defined order other than The Serious Writer segment  […] Rather, the stories in this book seem quarantined like hungry orphans: Read me, they appear to shout from their temporary cots, take me home and love me; or better yet make love to me. Speh’s voices are consistently on pitch, his plots and settings well defined. There is a clatter in the book similar to the way Chekhov made his stories come alive.»
—from “A Certain Balanced Unbalance”, a review of “Thank You For Your Sperm” in The LitPub by Susan Tepper, author of The Merrill Diaries. Image: Venus of Willendorf.
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new lit mag “Revolution John”
photo: jack gacek, wrestler, 1938
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Holi होली Day.
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Arthur Koestler, Alt Lit Face August 2013 by ms