Anushka Saha
@cloudyjazzcafe
Anushka Saha
@cloudyjazzcafe
We two- legged have long been creatures of language, of course, but verbal language lived f irst in the shaped breath of utterance, it laughed and stuttered on the tongue long before it lay down on the page, and longer still before it arrayed itself in rows across the glowing screen.”5 Language used to be more like music, perhaps, spoken and heard
... See moreWe deserve then to be tripped by molehills. We are infinitely abject, shuffling past with our eyes shut.
The Waves - Virginia Woolf
The songs prove that we were here. They are made of air—and yet we walk on them. Or better yet, as was my case that night in August 2005, it became a little boat the weatherman and I rode on. We are, I hope, somewhere both riding still.
Ocean Vuong
We all play a bit of a game when in love, don’t we? On the one hand, there is the genius of raw emotion; on the other, costumes drying on the clothesline. - Anne Carson, ‘Missing Sheep’
But does illegibility, incomprehension not create in us the desire to enter the world? Why must otherness scare us?
The experience of listening to a language you don't comprehend.
The desire to put distance between yourself and the comprehensible world, to voluntarily suspend understanding and therefore escape the limits of language into an array of new sounds, to not be understood but felt.
On music in a foreign language
I think a lot of people are dismissive of their best thoughts. They can’t put their observations on paper because they’ve already censored them in their mind. They don’t have confidence that what they see is real, because to believe that it’s real requires them to believe that their understanding of the world is as valid as anyone else’s.
To write
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