Afterwards is not a facing so the desire of memory for itself tomorrow wherein we dance our bodies from their blue images so to particular divinations which may validate the individual genius thus abandoning it unto its for replicating ever self continually holding self up to so to love so loving most dearly that which is most also like so that it may be and see that it be so at be and be so self going be most in- timately here so here ourselves speaking so finding to have been the me which pulls me into me pulls me says me sews to the eye that sees in memory so situates eternity so clarities when not our beings acquire volumes thus illusiveness so still hold to such effacings leading we to we --------------------------- January 24, 1998 £2.00 Blake's Poems and Prophesies inscribed with the date May 16, 1941 @ a used book store in Cromer So, since I've been harping on this, some thoughts on what/how/why I'm writing this: I'm working on a project where poems correspond formally somehow to my daily purchases -- dependent on chance, with the deliberate incision of choice -- this one has 200 syllables. I've been thinking about artists' 'clarities' and the nature of clarity in general, essentially and ideally.