Missed triple kiss of poetries the other night, guerrillas. More missed readings. The weather turns again, wasps, slats, sleeves, porch, sockless, ice. Nashville is filling now with a visceral hand of vast tones that background it, peripheral but the difference between polaroid and landscape, a context pressing to you where you are, placing sets, why would you not make musics, or arrive at all. /
Dang the thing El Alephsent, vol. 1 - their first magthing, is a grand pretty thing, popped it open in a car slapped by rain in front of the train graffiti scape, over by the goodwill. / Plus Sara Renee Marshall's work has been on the repeater of late, her Landscapes Were In My Arms are heist. A real nice big backyard tent is the new Opon #3. / Readings near - 4/4 - Howlin' After Dark, Howlin' Books ( 8th Ave ) 4/10 - Eavan Boland, Vanderbilt, Butrick 102 *Brady Haston show opening at Zeitgeist May 3 whut shut.