last night i read l'amoureuse... such a sensitive, tender poem. i think i've read eluard before, but have never felt this tenderness. this is my favorite part "...me font rire, pleurer et rire, parler sans avoir rien a dire". so simple, but so precise in describing the power of the feeling.

did i mention about 'coffee and cigarettes'? i loved the movie. a very rich material for socio- and psycholinguistics. it's simply amazing how easily we violate the beauty of language, how skillful we've turned in trapping those around us into the intricacies of linguistic nonsense...i love the scenes with coffee tables, the variations with coffee cups and ash-trays:-) i definitely want to watch another jarmusch movie!