Monday, December 27, 2010

For Avigdor Arikha, a poem by Samuel Beckett, 1967

From a small catalog for an exhibition of Avigdor Arikha's work that I found in a used book store in Charlottesville many years ago.



For Avigdor Arikha, by Samuel Beckett, 1967

Seige laid again to the impregnable without. Eye and hand
Fevering after the unself. By the hand it unceasingly
Changes the eye unceasingly changed. Back and forth the
Gaze beating against unseeable and unmakeable. Truce for
A space and the marks of what it is to be and be in face of.
Those deep marks to show.






1 comment:

  1. There seems to be different versions of this poem ; anyone like to to offer the 'definitive ' version ?

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