The new Gesture, #4, its Phenomenology Issue, is a classy affair with a few from my "o n e," gladness to them fit their space. / Plus plus plus been on a Bjork kick,
/ xmas xmas xmas, finally found this ( had been trying to place from the prologue portion - "...my earliest memories are colored by a fear of nightmares … because of dreams where a supernatural horror seemed aaaaalways on the point of taking shape..." ), which is purely smashing.
Some "Tension Sketches" are over at Ohio Edit, they contract from themselves (wolf eating its foot from a trap) by a number of things, necessarily. Thanks to ceo Amy Fusselman for having them be done, and for "Marilyn" which had me do it.
"I’m not being snide but womens world is a place where things can be said and somehow not get interpolated into “the larger culture.” Eileen Myles Poet of world, that wrung tier, social layer dip, original jazz, out ahead, dipped out, horizons that off, that off, refraction from commerce, poetry's inherent deniability, palimpsestic effigy. / That reading at that Tower 2 House, ft. traveling poets edwin r perry + Chelsea Tadeyeske: Edwin, reading, performatives exploded out from words on a page that had been my only knowing until then, edwin's velocity was celestial, sociopolitical, ecological, propulsion, dense weave. Much impressed by the radius of facets of existence in his reading. Picked up his small erasure book Expotition: Where In. Chelsea's more personal ( ruminating, fractured invisible enjambments splitting meanings as they went, started from transmission level core of intimate becoming public ), coltraineish in the use of seconds passing and silence filled admissions ( here is the use of space and acoustics tensioning the admissions, packing them ), nuanced, breathing, quietness wrapped around some silence in the room. Picked up her Heeldragger, which can be read entirely h e r e, and traded a ( Kiln )for it. Boy. Was I social. Cool spot too, free friendly box wine ( !? ) reminded me of the defunct Owl Farm, Zombie, as house shows liberate the forms, let's go to their next things.
December, in case you were still Novembering else, it's here, we are inside the middle of it somehow, which means the thing will be over faster than you can say 'wynona rider shopping bag'. Many points, I am bringing myself to points, at least for the holiday, even hushed points are points, points like these: & points like this - M. Rerick's "The Kingdom of Blizzards" / Louise Gluck gots one of them national book awards for her book "Faithful And Virtuous Night." She can add it to the mantel near her Pulitzer, Bolinger, memories of being US Poet Laureate. Word on the streets is that she's spare, brooding but concise, elegant in diction/ line capacity/ form. I should spend more time reading her over 50 years ( … ) of poetries. Part of the canon, poet Mark Strand has left, mind and body to elsewheres, for the rest, duration to be announced, all sadly go. I remember reading him in anthologies as a young buck, young blood. / Again, Larry Eigner, again
… that last I read as 'trees light up the panes,' which would make before it 'the wind moving / far away heats / the sun so often / as it blots.' Imagist, concretist, capturer of brevity, and graced leaps, still, japanese watcher, unearther. - six letters, wherein he spouts off on Olson+Max, WCW+Pat, Pound+Cant, D. Levertov, Lowell, Duncan, all the swinging folk then, in something akin to the carried, rickety, eccentric personhood as Pound's typed letters from the anti-fascist nut house.
/ O, Kandinsky ( ! ), went to the Kandinsky Frist Explosion last week with wedding eyes. Man. Man man. 'Sounds' does not adequately provoke or position Kandinsky toward me the manner in which witnessing even an attempted comprehensive collection ( some from each of his stages, locations ) did.
These, plus R. Rauschenberg, Ward Schumaker, and B. Haston, all up in the mix how I lay out my own preferences too. / Next most readings - 12/14, Sunday, TBA, Tower 2 ( ? ), Edwin R. Perry, Chelsea Tadeyeske****** 12/16, Tuesday, 7pm - Mad Donnas,Tiana Clark, plus music by Deli ********these folks are traveling around the south to read to everyone, diy punky style