tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2667521601821857519.post8327459793038585195..comments2023-10-19T04:22:15.942-07:00Comments on Mindbook: Nine IncisionsT.R. Hummerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12113264848463596680noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2667521601821857519.post-65937461151158803562009-03-20T11:55:00.000-07:002009-03-20T11:55:00.000-07:00D'you know that Russell Edson poem, "The Taxi"?One...D'you know that Russell Edson poem, "The Taxi"?<BR/><BR/>One night in the dark I phone for a taxi. Immediately a taxi crashes through the wall; never mind that my room is on the third floor, or that the yellow driver is really a cluster of canaries arranged in the shape of a driver, who flutters apart, streaming from the windows of the taxi in yellow fountains...<BR/><BR/>Realizing that I am in the midst of something splendid I reach for the phone and cancel the taxi: All the canaries flow back into the taxi and assemble themselves into a cluster shaped like a man. The taxi backs through the wall, and the wall repairs...<BR/><BR/>But I cannot stop what is happening, I am already reaching for the phone to call a taxi, which is already beginning to crash through the wall with its yellow driver already beginning to flutter apart...Theo Hummerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01742781462981193183noreply@blogger.com