#109 The Search for the Absolute (1940)

Held
the leaf
up to the

light.
Said. In
this one leaf

the
entire tree.
Said. Is fractal.

Is
blueprint. Is
the entire forest.

#108 The Lovers

Is said. Aug-
mented by
is seen. Sur-
text. Not under
but laid upon. The
emphasizing
hand, the under-
scoring smile. What
is read into by
what goes on
around. So
are the lovers
so aware of
one another
that inflexion is
nuance? Or is
there something else
behind the cliched
blindness?

#107 La Joconde

da 
Vinc    i
would    be
pleased   that
Magritte   has
managed     to
capture    the
enigma    tic
smile    so 
well    . 

#106 The Alphabet of Revelations

Only in so far
as asemic
comes first

is the
alphabet of
revelations

arranged
alphabetically.

#105 The Two Mysteries

Ceci n’est pas
une pipe. N’est
pas ceci aussi. Only
the painting is /
what it claims
to be. Is a
painting. Is
a painting of
a pipe. Or in
this case also
a painting of
a painting of
a pipe.

#104 The Black Flag

The memories react
to basalt, the machines
remain the models
they once were.

#103 Collective Invention

She has legs &
feet. So. Instead of
lying there deprived
of breath it might
seem reasonable
to think she would
try to stand &
see if that allowed
an easier flow of
air into her gills.
Except. Pushing
herself upright is
probably impossible
when she only has
fins to do it with.

#102 Philosophy in the Bedroom #2

Some times
we keep
our fetishes
in the closet.

Sometimes
we wear
them out.
 

#101 Philosophy in the Bedroom

The usually con-
cealed placed
outside. Flesh
on fabric, as if
the clothing were
internal. & we
have nowhere else
to look except
away. Which means
at some point
we have already
looked inside
ourselves. Were
frightened off by
what we found there.

#100 Perspective: Madame Récamier de David (1)

In this fromage to
Jacques Louis David
Magritte has
copied his portrait
of Madame Récamier
in intricate detail
right down to
the shy smile & the
burnished bronze
of the coffin handles.

#99 Le Seize Septembre

The
sixteenth
of september

was like
any other
day until

a tree
rose be-
hind the
moon

as
night
fell.