Thursday, August 22, 2013

from the long overdue (re)readings XVIII

My generation was the first to have ready access to inexpensive tape recorders and cameras. Far from recording memories of these talks and events, what we seemed to be doing was storing memories that would never be retrieved, that would never form a coherent narrative. In the same way that our desk drawers and cabinet shelves slowly filled with these 'personal' sounds and images, we were beginning, it seemed to me, to live our lives in dissociated bits and pieces. The narrative spine of an individual life was disappearing. The order of events was becoming increasingly meaningless.

— Barry Lopez, from 'Learning to See' in About This Life. Journeys on the Threshold of Memory (NY: Knopf, 1998). 234.


wordkunst said...

I wanted to write to let you know that I enjoyed the excerpt of your translation of Mario Luzi included in the "Next Stop: Italy" collection

Buona lettura,

Alexander Booth

Green Hill said...

thanks! it's good to be in touch, it sounds like you're doing some very interesting work, and in Rome, no less. I hope you take a look at when you get a chance. It would be great to have some of your writing/translation there. Cheers, Nick