[Not to exhibit a certain lack of clarity as to what belongs to what]



Not to exhibit a certain lack of clarity as to what belongs to what, but why pay homage to a postcard view from the Mount of Purgatory when it’s uselessness that gives the awareness you’re trying to occasion its objectionably opaque horizon? A representative tree or a representation of the tree’s substitution. This business of making pictures rapidly becomes a burden. One desires to strip from the tool its use value, fulfilling the promise of cinema with the flickering image of a projector’s endless rotation. As in its cutting, so in its details. What example doesn’t contain the blooming topography of its own terminology?

 



Noah Eli Gordon has three books forthcoming: Novel Pictorial Noise (selected by John Ashbery for the 2006 National Poetry Series), A Fiddle Pulled from the Throat of a Sparrow, and Inbox. His other books include The Frequencies, The Area of Sound Called the Subtone, and, in collaboration with Sara Veglahn, That We Come to a Consensus.