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From Prof. Oddfellow's sketchbook:
12:30. "The steeple clock marks half past twelve. The sun is high and burning in the sky. It lights houses, palaces, porticos. Their shadows on the ground describe rectangles, squares, and trapezoids of so soft a black that the burned eye likes to refresh itself on them. What light. ... Has such an hour ever come? What matter, since we see it go!”
* January.
† February.
‡ March.
§ April. "At least the twelfth hour came. Solemn. Melancholic.” "And now the sun has stopped, high in the center of the sky. And in everlasting happiness the statue immerses its soul in the contemplation of its shadow.”
|| May.
a June.
b July. "In fact, summer is a malady, it’s all fever and delirium and exhausting perspiration, an unending weariness.”
c August.
d September. "If the fifth hour of the afternoon is that which comes between evening and the second half of the day, the month of September is that which comes between two seasons: summer and autumn. That corresponds, in the case of a sick person, to the moment which precedes convalescence, and that which, naturally, at the same time, marks the end of the malady.”
e October. "Autumn is convalescence.”
f November. "Day is breaking. This is the hour of the enigma. This is also the hour of prehistory. The fancied song, the revelatory song of the last, morning dream of the prophet asleep at the foot of the sacred column, near the cold white simulacrum of a god.”
g December. The beginning of life and health (winter).
(All quotations from Giorgio de Chirico’s Hebdomeros.)
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