Showing posts with label marginalia. Show all posts
Showing posts with label marginalia. Show all posts

Friday, 16 January 2015

Things I did NOT see myself doing (just yet)

#377  Attempting to paraphrase a Ferdowsi - via Basil Bunting - story about the division of the world between Afaridun's sons to a 7-year-old on a train stuck somewhere outside London Bridge.

(Also, why I can write on my books... but he probably shouldn't.)

Tuesday, 13 January 2015

One way to improve JD Salinger

... I cannot tell you
how vastly my loneliness was deepened,
how poignant and amplified the world before me seemed,
when I found on one page 
A few greasy looking smears
and next to them, written in soft pencil -
by a beautiful girl, I could tell,
whom I would never meet -
'Pardon the egg salad stains, but I'm in love.' 
- from Billy Collins' 'Marginalia'

Tuesday, 16 December 2014

Found in books - GUEST ENTRY

I have discovered a truly marvellous proof... which this margin is too narrow to contain.
- Pierre de Fermat, in his copy of Diophantus' Arithmetica (as reported in The New Yorker)