#565 L'Invitée

He slept badly. Woke half-
way through the night &,
though no one had asked
him to, threw the window
out the window. It hung



there, waiting for more
instructions. He had no-
thing further to add, just
wondered why the room
had suddenly become cold.

#564 Dawn in the Antipodes (2)

If you accept at first, & any unforeseen
event keeps you from fulfilling your 
engagement, write a second note, this 
in naïve handwriting, neither precisely 
the work's title nor one of its pictorial 

elements. If circumstances render it 
necessary to write, it may be sent with
perfect propriety an hour before the 
time appointed. But this is still only 
the least of the ambiguities. There are 

two pipes. Or rather must we not say, 
two drawings of the same pipe? It is 
well to carry in your pocket a small
pincushion, &, having unfolded it, to 
pin it at the belt, else it will be very apt

to slip down, if your dress is of silk or
satin. This "lower" pipe is wedged 
solidly in a space of visible reference 
points. On the other hand, the higher 
pipe lacks coordinates. If, by the 

carelessness or awkwardness of your 
neighbors or the servants,  the pipe 
floats behind the painting & the easel, 
more gigantic than it appears, then 
let it pass without any further notice.

Sources:
This Is Not a Pipe, by Michel Foucault
The Ladies’ Book of Etiquette (1860), by Florence Hartley

#563 Dialogue Revealed by the Wind

A wind, a cold wind has come
Arthur Miller: The Crucible
"Nakedness has a way of showing
itself," she said. "If not the wind, then
some other act of nature. Though is it
natural that we should be standing
here, headless, legless, words that
usually describe some condition of
drunkeness? & is standing the right
word to use when we have nothing
left to really let us stand?" The other
two might have nodded in agree-
ment, had they not been beheaded 
& now had nothing left to nod with.