the shape of desire is a triangle, or a room full of stuff
So, to get back to my work, it goes like this: and and and and and. I like collage and collage likes and-ness. It likes those other stream-becoming words: juxtaposition, splicing, sticking. And why not, bending, too. Eliding, sure.
But behold, I am full of contradictions for as much as I like to watch streams of thoughts become, grammar also has its own beauty. How can you put things together before first parsing through them? Look at how much stranger erraticism appears when it rubs its shoulder against the rigidity of grammar. And also, how shocking grammar can be when a sentence that should be wrong is right.
In a book from the 1960s on teaching children English, one of the exercises is to arrange the following words into the grammatically correct sentence:
the spring early in crocuses bloom
To restate: In a book from the 1960s on teaching children English, one of the exercises is to arrange these words into the grammatically correct sentence:
the spring early in crocuses bloom
But actually, here: