For he who has for so many years generously and willingly been the object of my desire. (On reading Barthes)

Here is the fracture: between the o and the v. A crack, a fissure where brilliant bliss breaks out between the walls of language and bathes me in blinding light, in excess.

Here is the x-ray of the soul,  glimpsed only through the body in extremis: through skin, through meat, through bone, and beyond.

The void where namelessness makes us gods, mute in the roar and hiss of our own conflagration, where I choke on you, and yet survive to write about it.

(Upon reading Roland Barthes’ “The Pleasure of the Text” again)

2 Thoughts on “For he who has for so many years generously and willingly been the object of my desire. (On reading Barthes)

  1. mikey2ct on January 26, 2013 at 2:34 am said:

    Madeline..I just read the description on Amazon of “the Pleasure of the Text.” I’ve put it on my TBR list. Thank you/

    Michael

  2. Yeah… I think I need to do the Barthes module next year… I’m clearly missing something and I really want it.

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