Ordinary language is all right.
One could divide humanity into two classes:
those who master a metaphor, and those who hold by a formula.
Those with a bent for both are too few, they do not comprise a class.
Sure, translator, savage tribes, barbarous peoples, what's the diff?
I'm eager to know people who see my having nothing for them as a form of having something for them.
'A literary form that's good enough is any form that wouldn't fuck this up before you even started: a form that is sufficient not just for something, but for everything.'
An undistinguished scholar patches bits and pieces together; makes patchworks meant to look like works.
'… they should at least experience that there is this life, in our time, close beside us.'
Sophisticated people and their rectangular plates.
Oh hey Jadakiss.