Poetry
For Beth Ward

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Paul KillebrewPaul Killebrew was born and raised in Nashville, Tennessee, where he currently works for a judge.
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By Hannah B HigginsDEC 21-JAN 22 | Critics Page
Friedrich Nietzsche wrote about idols as something to sound: We imagine the hollow, golden calf that horrified Moses as full of air, a mere bloviator on behalf of the Canaanite fertility god, Baal. But Nietzsche pushes the reader to go further, to listen to the idols famous hollow sound as someone with ears behind his ears, which invitation theorizes sound about sound. WJT Mitchell theorizes metapictures along similar lines; they consist of a picture in which the image of another picture appears and which may function as a foundational metaphor or analogy for an entire discourse.
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It is a hoary saw of common law, and forgive the rhyme, that arguments from precedent should sound. Like most oracular juridical pronouncements this invocation of a syntonics of casuistry, a euphony of edicts, is somewhat opaque. Judges will often intone that an argument sounds in law, that it is on all fours with prior decisions, and this appears to mean that it rings, chimes, or tinkles like a clashing of cymbals or roll of drums announcing the onward march of the legion of legists or the achievement of a perfect pitch such that harmonizes with the choir of juristic precedents. The sounding, however, goes unexamined, the word astray as if a mere metaphor or esoteric reference, some croaking divinity or old-fashioned idol lost now in the mists of the immemorial and time, as they say, out of mind.