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Robert Kelly: An Alchemical Journal (9)

September 18th, 2014 · No Comments · Uncategorized

□ 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 themselves to men while men were on the steps of the place they went to show themselves to God. Heal me […]

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Robert Kelly: An Alchemical Journal (8)

September 13th, 2014 · No Comments · Uncategorized

□ I’m me, that’s the point of it. I am at your disposal. □ She was at the door, I know it, wrote her letter to me, sealed it in the wood of the door with a kiss, has gone away. We are at the disposal of everybody. □ The books give different numbers for […]

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Robert Kelly: An Alchemical Journal (7)

September 12th, 2014 · No Comments · Uncategorized

□ I hold this one’s breasts & this one’s thighs & press myself on this one’s mouth & ask each one in turn: What is it that happened between us at the Pinner in Wakefield, three hundred years ago, September? We learned the secret, & it cost us our deaths. Back, far down in my […]

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Robert Kelly: An Alchemical Journal (6)

September 11th, 2014 · No Comments · Uncategorized

□ 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 has been my intention to banish all learning from these pages. Only what I have stood under will serve our purposes, […]

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Robert Kelly: An Alchemical Journal (5)

September 8th, 2014 · 5 Comments · Uncategorized

The third time, she tells me, is the Charm. I try again: Hoping to learn by a sign how the Work prospers, I look out into the morning & see a black hen, her white chick. □ What does she do now she is naked? Is this anti-climax? What did I do when the el […]

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Robert Kelly: An Alchemical Journal (4)

September 5th, 2014 · No Comments · Uncategorized

 □ 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 of her authenticity, She Who Is To Be Obeyed, She who is wet. □ These are the books: The works of […]

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Robert Kelly: An Alchemical Journal (3)

September 3rd, 2014 · No Comments · Uncategorized

A man of 85 in Northern Dutchess Hospital with aplastic anemia. Given a transfusion, congestive heart failure followed from surfeit of liquid. Given a transfusion of centrifuged blood solids without much plasma, congestive heart failure followed again. Digitalis & mercuric diuretic administered intravenously. “Perhaps the marrow of his bones wore out, as another man might […]

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Robert Kelly: An Alchemical Journal (2)

August 31st, 2014 · No Comments · Uncategorized

□ 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 to this step of the operation. There was no measure to this time, no bounds to my eagerness, hence no measure […]

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Robert Kelly: An Alchemical Journal

August 28th, 2014 · 1 Comment · Writing

As promised —though delayed because of lack of internet connections in the Upper Pyrenees— here is the first installment of Robert Kelly’s An Alchemical Journal (first published in IO magazine #4, summer 1967 & reprinted in The Alchemist to Mercury, a collection of Kelly’s work edited by Jed Rasula in 1981. There will be about 10 installments to be […]

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“Winter Music” in June

June 10th, 2014 · No Comments · Art, Art Exhibition, Book Launch, Photography, Poetry

Another superb new book for this summer: winter music — Photography by Susan Quasha & poems by Robert Kelly. This is a marvelous occasion, especially as it is the first major showing of the color photography of Susan Quasha, co-founder of Station Hill Press for which she has designed a score (hundreds? I’d guess) of […]

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