Рубрук в Монголии
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Мне вспоминается доныне,
Как с небольшой командой слуг.
Блуждая в северной пустыне,
Въезжал в Монголию Рубрук.

«Вернись, Рубрук!» — кричали птицы
«Очнись, Рубрук! — скрипела ель. —
Слепил мороз твои ресницы,
Сковала бороду метель...
(Николай Заболоцкий)
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On the one hand, they need to navigate spaces that are teeming with ‘things’ that not everybody can see plainly, and which are best left undisturbed. On the other hand, behaving properly towards spiritual ‘land masters’ that constitute the places through which herders circulate involves them conforming to a certain regime of marking, i.e. a geography that implicitly values discretion and disappearance. Considering two apparatuses with which the invisible is either taken care of or produced – saddled horses and gravesites –, this paper explores a concern, and a talent, that people in Mongolia exhibit for things that exist by virtue of (dis)appearing.
http://www.jef.ee/index.php/journal/article/view/484
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