Stuck

The heat has reguritated the now rainy and cooler southwest Metropolis. The heat monster has packed up and headed east. Watch out, Connecticut. The monster strutteth.

It is hard to do much when one is stuck in a poem -- it just snuck up and grew around me. Stuck in the images from/of Qana also.

But back to philosophy:

It seems very likely that the structuring of associations and attachments around the affect shame is among the most telling differentials among cultures and times... Which means, among other things, that therapeutic or political strategies aimed directly at getting rid of individual or group shame, or undoing it, have something preposterous about them (Eve Kosofsky Sedgwick, Touching Feeling, p. 62).

And today's Dickinson oracle:

Departed - to the Judgment -
A Mighty - Afternoon -
Great Clouds - like Ushers - leaning
Creation - looking on -

The Flesh - Surrendered - Cancelled -
The Bodiless - begun -
Two Worlds - like Audiences - disperse -
And leave the Soul - alone -
(E. Dickinson, 399)