I'd like to share this with you, Sheila, in regard to your title and poem. I should perhaps say I'm still digesting what I'm sending.............. (sorry for the suddenly large font) it may be useful to reflect that there is a sense in which the poem (in the broad sense of the term) is utopian and idealistic whether its author was fully aware of this or not. Paul Ricoeur glosses this dimension of texts in speaking of the characteristics of narrative semiotics in the second chapter of Time and Narrative, Semiotic Constraints on Narrativity, (page 30). There, Ricoeur observes that any given language can always separate the code from the message, or isolate langue from parole, the former element, code or langue, being what is systematic. It follows, Ricoeur goes on, that if langue is systematic then its synchronic aspect can be isolated from its diachronic or successive and historical aspect. As for its systematic organization, it can in turn be mastered if it is possible to reduce it to a finite number of basic differential units, the systems signs, and to establish the set of combinatory rules that give rise to all its internal relations. Under these conditions, a structure may be defined as a closed set of internal relations between a finite number of units. The immanence of these relationsthat is, the systems indifference to any extralinguistic realityis an important corollary of this closure rule that characterizes a structure. (my italics) Best regards, Bill
Sheila Murphy <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote: my silence is a clue I follow around as if to listen to the moments not be said and when I hear what I believe I hear I learn what I believe I have not learned but learn now or will learn just when the tincture of indifference dis- solves in- dwelling sharpness at opposing points of color spectrum sheila e. murphy __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Tired of spam? Yahoo! Mail has the best spam protection around http://mail.yahoo.com