The new issue of SpringGun Press, a lovely journal of digital writing of all sorts, is out. "Speaking of Rivers," a project on Langston Hughes' "The Negro Speaks of Rivers" that I did with Pete Moore and blogged about here last year, is in it, as is a little webby reimagining I did of an absolutely gorgeous bit of writing from Mallarmé, which I've returned to a few times on this blog:
To write --The inkwell, crystalline like consciousness, with its drop, at bottom, of shadows relative to letting something be: then, take the lamp away.As you noted, one doesn't write, luminously, on a dark field; the alphabet of stars alone does that, sketched or interrupted; man writes black upon white.This fold of dark lace, which holds the infinite, woven by thousands, each according to his own thread or extension, not knowing the secret, assembles distant spacings in which riches yet to be inventoried sleep: vampire, knot, foliage; and our job is to present them.
I was going to write a little something about how this webby reimagining is intended as creative criticism; but I think I want to resist glossing it. As usual, I've been obsessed with the mirror relationships of reading and writing -- the former always bordering on illegibility, the latter limning constellations on and from an open field -- and wanted to play with these quasi-Manichean relationships.
(And yes, I have spent the weekend steeped in Augustine's Confessions -- hence the sudden appearance of the word "Manichean" -- but now that I've used it, it seems appropriate. The eternal struggle for dominance, light versus dark. Consumption versus production. The anxiety of being lost in texts at the expense of our own; of writing what's already been printed. Has anyone really figured out the proper balance? Or is always the one-off binary flip of a coin?)
Editors Erin Costello and Mark Rockswold did an wonderful job with the issue. Definitely check it out.
*Gabriel Levinson first contacted me about doing something for his Deus Ex Pagina project, which he presented at Printer's Ball in Chicago this summer, which lead to this webby little oddity; so many thanks to him. Check out all his neat work with the Book Bike.