Extraordinary Discourse 181


Some Is Diss, Samizdat




Despite what Archie Bunker said, Edith was never a dingbat. Dingbat is a printer's term for a device that divides text, recognizing some pause deeper than the space between paragraphs, but less profound than the full stop at the end of a chapter. Dingbats dance in the gap. Dingbats come out into the indecisive twilight.
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Dingbats are helpful when you're not making sustained, connected sense. Just put in a dingbat, and there's oneiric ellipsis.
Coleman Barks,
Introduction, The Soul Of Rumi



Song Clip:
Guy Clark, Cold Dog Soup


Utah Phillips, Loafer's Glory











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