Tagged: An Alchemical Journal

Robert Kelly: An Alchemical Journal (9)

□ It was in front of the cathedral that the lepers gathered, the same in every city. They were the imperfections of the system, hopefully consigned outside it, segregated, wished to death. They showed...

Robert Kelly: An Alchemical Journal (6)

□ A lifetime supply of goose-quills. Ocean of ink. First lessons in chancery cursive. Have an erection. Keep it. There’s your college of the spirit sank, she said, keep talking big boy. □ It...

Robert Kelly: An Alchemical Journal (4)

 □ In 1955 I & some school-fellows attempted a revival of Batman as an object of inquiry. It does not feel good to have been in the avant-garde of kitsch. Yet my fingers smell...

Robert Kelly: An Alchemical Journal (2)

□ And now we have been in the rain. She pulled her shirt off & ran before me up the slope, turning back to note how fast I followed, the eagerness of my address...