Thinking about Hiroshima Mon Amour, upon the art and possibility of creating such resonant beauty. Being reminded again of the value of poetry, of a poetics that forestalls the cynical and the knowing, instead acknowledges the existence of a pain however variegated, that is felt by everybody, and as a result mercilessly and proudly demands engagement.
I’ve been writing this blog for quite a lot longer than three years and now I’m finally getting round to writing something in the About page. But what to write? Oh well, if you check the category listings you’ll see what I cover. It’s a ragtag assortment of bits and bobs, anything that catches my fancy really. Unsurprisingly, much of that is music. I much appreciate comments, but whether you feel like making them or not, I hope you find something of interest.
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