6-18-85
(8am) Quotes:
Martin Heidegger, "Poetry, Language,
Thought" - "... one must understand the nature of the language by which thinking
is able to say what it thinks."
(10am) As the courthouse turns:
1. One woman at work is getting a divorce. (Her husband thinks they are running a scam. (The mortgage payment on his house is based on income and went up considerably when they got married.))-(She is doing it for real and is going to split as soon as she has enough money.)
2. One of the fellows at work just got a vasectomy. (They have two kids, and his wife has been avoiding sex because she doesn't want any more. (He is hoping this will improve their sex life. (Be sad if he did it for nothing.)))
(Noon) I ran into Billie on my lunch walk. (She thinks that moving to Missoula is a good idea.)
(4pm) Quote:
Martin Heidegger-"We never come to thoughts. They
come to us."
(8pm) I read most of the day, but I did go for another long walk. (I am taking care of Carrie's apartment and watering her plants, while she is gone for the summer.) (I have also been raiding her bookshelves.)
6-19-85
(1pm) Quote:
Martin Heidegger-"... the artist remains
inconsequential as compared with the work, almost like a passageway that destroys itself
in the creative process for the work to emerge."
(10pm) Beautiful sunset.
6-20-85
(10am) Quotes:
Martin Heidegger - "... the poet also uses the
word - not, however, like ordinary speakers and writers who have to use them up, but
rather in such a way that the word only now becomes and remains truly a word."
"How slight and stunted our knowledge of the nature of truth is, is shown by the laxity we permit ourselves in using this basic word."
(Noon) Yesterday I walked downtown and watched the rodeo parade. (Nice girl watching.)
The rest of the day I read and did laundry.
I have a couple poems that I am working on, but they are revealing themselves slowly.
(6pm) Tonite is the fourth in a row for spaghetti. (Yech.) (I hope some of the people who owe me money come through soon.)
I sure miss having people dropping in all the time. (I am tired of alone.)