“Rather than considering Max Jacob a failed cubist, a failed surrealist, a failed Jew, or a failure of any sort, I propose to view his marginality as a front, a narrow boundary that belongs to none of the systems it separates yet incorporates them all, something which contains signs of each system, which announces the new yet retains traces of the old.”
— Sydney Levy
Perhaps it is wise and useful to reconsider failure as a marginal front, a faux frontier or an unrebounded boundary, as evidence of an unfulfilled foray, an artifact of adventure, a dog-eared challenge, a first draft map for future assays.