'Resist--, a plot is brought home--The tour.' And this is the anagrammatic
My initial example examines the anagrammatic
If some form of narcissism exists here, it is not the anagrammatic
reflection of the self (we have already learned that anagrams don't work) or the brutal instrumentality of the child-as-weapon that animates Albee's George or Donna Lomax.
In the closing of In the Wake, the conceit of wake, ship, hold, weather coheres precisely because the metaphors reveal the constant slippage of signifiers in tandem with anagrammatic
repetition: a different yet distressing same.
Like Voldemort in the Harry Potter books, Sauron metaphorically denies his prior name and existence, burying it under his new name--though it could be argued that Voldemort does this at a more metonymic level, as his new name is merely an anagrammatic
gloss on his birth name (Croft, "Naming" 158).
But to interpret The Trumpets of Jericho as some imprint of an untethered mind would be to disregard the acute control with which Ziirn wields her anagrammatic
language (sensitively translated via alliteration, repetition, and word association by Christina Svendsen) and deploys her madness.
Rothfels noticed the frequency of unintentional anagrammatic
tweets on Twitter, and developed a bot called Anagramatron that finds and retweets Twitter anagrams.
coined the anagrammatic
nickname "Avida Dollars," the
Scholem reconstructs the genesis of Benjamin's Angel from demonology, the Christian iconography of the Baroque, Jewish mysticism, anagrammatic
poetic practice, and Benjamin's love life.
His artistic project can best be summarized in his self-declared goal to "make anagrammatic
use of the world's plot matrix" (Samuels 1992: 4).
permutations of his brother's name, as well as of antipsychotic drugs, demonstrate the book's most strident ardor: an old, nigh magical belief, that in rearranging every letter into every possible position one might find within the word that unspoken thing (some call it soul and some mind), that silence that abides in the midst of all life and which, in some of us, so dislodges the frame that should hold it, that we propel ourselves into the larger blank that death seems to promise.