ABSTRACT I went looking for a haunting in a spectral scene woven through a book and a bench: Toni Morrison’s Beloved, and the Toni Morrison Society’s Bench By the Road in Sullivan’s Island, South Carolina. This essay is about the ghosts I did not see when I sat on the bench and sought their absent presence. I went looking for a haunting, but the ghost didn’t come until later, when I stopped looking and went home to write. I seek (futilely) to recapture the moment of the ghost’s arrival, before grappling with what it means to perform hauntological memory beyond any attempt to write the ghost.

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幽灵（我去寻找一个令人难以忘怀的）

摘要 我在通过一本书和一张长凳编织的光谱场景中寻找一个令人难忘的地方：托尼·莫里森的挚爱，和托尼·莫里森协会在南卡罗来纳州沙利文岛的路边长凳。这篇文章是关于当我坐在长凳上寻找他们不在场时我没有看到的鬼魂。我去寻找一个令人难以忘怀的东西，但直到后来，当我停止寻找并回家写作时，鬼才来了。我试图（徒劳地）重新捕捉鬼魂到来的那一刻，然后再努力解决超越任何写鬼魂的尝试执行鬼魂记忆的意义。