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Sam Frank

6 January 2005

Let the song lie in the thing! Besides, all things are sanctified by genius. In the last analysis, Kafka sighed, all things are miracles. Seeing at what they were looking / Let the audience look to their eyes. The jury of my senses and I said No. More…

9 October 2004

Let it never be said that athletes know nothing: they know bodies as well as yogis and surgeons, Beckett and Cronenberg, but their knowledge is of a different sort. Unsymbolic, systematic only insofar as sports science has imposed itself on instinct. Nonverbal its own poetry, paraphrased with difficulty, with loss. More…