Sunday, October 15, 2006

Cirque line

Ellis Sharp discusses Bernhard's page-long story Piccadilly Circus:
A circus is, in one sense, a place of entertainment; in another, it is an open space where a number of streets converge. Both senses might be thought relevant to this story as a space in which various lines of narrative meet. But as a space it is circular and self-contained: it leads nowhere but back to its beginning. However, I resist the notion of art as self-contained.
And of course he's right to resist. Even the best work of literature is not independent. It's just very, very lonely.


  1. hifkdkBrings to mind Rilke:

    'With nothing can one approach a work of art so little as with critical words: they always come down to more or less happy misunderstandings. Things are not all so comprehensible and expressible as one would mostly have us believe; most events are inexpressible, taking place in a realm which no word has ever entered, and more inexpressible than all else are works of art, mysterious existences, the life of which, while ours passes away, endures.'

  2. Uncharacteristically, you fill in a space - that which yawns between the last word of my penultimate paragraph ('beginning') and the first word of the final paragraph ('However'). A void, which is not necessarily a bridge.

    Is it not possible that the grain of the voice in my final paragraph (formal, perhaps even faintly deranged) is a little different to what precedes it - almost, one might hesitantly suggest, a voice imitation?



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