a fool in the forest


  • A fool, a fool! I met a fool i' the
    A motley fool; a miserable world!
    As I do live by food, I met a fool
    Who laid him down and bask'd him
        in the sun,
    And rail'd on Lady Fortune in good
    In good set terms and yet a motley

    As You Like It,
    Act II, Scene 7

    L'homme y passe à travers des
        forêts de symboles
    Qui l'observent avec des regards

    Les Fleurs du Mal,

    [T]here is almost no subject-matter, and what little one can disentangle is foolish....
    One would call the style verbose, except that by definition verbosity is the use of words in excess of the occasion, and there seems to be no occasion.

    Yvor Winters,
    Forms of Discovery, Ch. 7

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    January 23, 2005


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    Cowtown Pattie

    Thanks for the link! I will check it out often.

    Went to Moab a few years back. Didn't get to spend enough time there, unique little town. Ambled around Arches National Park, and rode a raft on teeny tiny itsy bitsy rapids. The scenery is almost too rich to look at for very long. Gorgeous.

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