Abstract
The Word, Ah, Yes, the Word Peggy Aylsworth Passions, he said, live themselvesin being. Better hop on the trainof curiosity. Even engage confusion.Chaos, Saramago wrote, is merelyorder waiting to be deciphered.Oh, tormented genius,Ludwig Wittgenstein, your trundlethrough language woven as tapestryof facts as pictures in their logical abodebut when the syllables have left your concrete pageyou cry in literate despair,forced into fluidity that swings and swimswithin their native tribe. Back I goto Stevens hugging his illogicwhere deepest sense abides. He toobroke half-baked bread with the philosopher. The gaiety of language is our seigneur. Peggy Aylsworth (1921–2021) Santa Monica, California [End Page 100] Peggy Aylsworth Santa Monica, California Copyright © 2022 Johns Hopkins University Press
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