Thursday, September 27, 2012

... revisiting my old copy of Lacan's The Four Fundamentals of Psycho-Analysis (with embarrassing pencilled annotations & underlinings - such devotion to significance!). On page viii this:

"A certificate tells me that I was born. I repudiate this certificate: I am not a poet, but a poem. A poem that is being written, even if it looks like a subject."




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