January 2012
2 posts
December 2011
5 posts
“The group routinely receives calls, including more than a few from people...”
– The Devil Hunters
“Has language only that property, that it enables the poet to traffic in between...”
– Projective Verse II, Charles Olson, 1956
“Olson argues that the breath should be a poet’s central concern, rather than...”
–
Projective Verse, Charles Olson, 1950
Our ancestors speak out after 3 million years. →
November 2011
9 posts
“Acknowledging the spiritual base linking “new” dance with radical...”
–
Ellen Graff, from Stepping Left: Dance and Politics in New York City 1928-1942
STESICHORUS: THE GERYONEIS
There is then no alternative to the stone. And the sequence of events is now coherent: the shielded and helmeted adversary seems impenetrable; knock his helmet off, and aim promptly at the unprotected head and, before he could pick his helmet up, Heracles shot him through the forehead.
“…(the arrow) with doom of hateful death about its head,smeared with blood and with…gall,...
“Writers are defined, in large measure, by what they can’t do. The mass of...”
– George Dyer
“People say cities breed acceptance of diversity, but I didn’t learn that...”
– Geraldine Brooks
2 tags
Found Poem 5
I take the thing in my mouth,
because a mouth is what I have.
I rip another hole, I eat it all;
a numbered bear in a motel room.
The change is ongoing
and astonishing.
Sleep occasionally
in a different place.
Say, I have no past.
I am that you can see
in the teller’s face:
what the story feels like.
Yes, I made the opportunity
for it, but—
October 2011
9 posts
“All perform their tragic play,
There struts Hamlet, there is Lear,...”
– from Lapis Lazuli, W.B. Yeats
Red Light Winter, by Adam Rapp
CHRISTINA closes her eyes. After a moment she opens her eyes, begins to sing. She sings beautifully. She is mesmerizing.
CHRISTINA (singing) In the time that it shall take to move your body In the time that it shall take to lure you home I’ll find a willow tree and sleep beneath its branches And in its bark I’ll carve my heart’s most private poem Thirty years shall I require to...
I Can Write a River: An Interview with Jo Carson
LB: Can art really change a community?
JC: A community has to be pretty desperate to try art. It is usually an economic desperation, but sometimes it is a sort of sickness of soul and the desperation is just as urgent. These projects will not turn economics around, but they may give people a reason to try to stay in a place instead of looking for a way to leave it. In other words, they may...
“He was also concerned with people as people—with what it’s like to be a human...”
– Anne Carson on Euripides
“The greek word choros means a dance accompanied by a song, also the people who...”
– Anne Carson, in the preface to her translation of Euripides’ Herakles
September 2011
12 posts
“She had forgotten how the August night
Was level as a lake beneath the moon,...”
– Sonnet X, Edna St. Vincent Millay, 1923
“Eros in itself means want, lack, desire for that which is missing, Anne Carson...”
– Juliana Spahr
Leda and the Swan
A sudden blow: the great wings beating still
Above the staggering girl, her thighs caressed
By the dark webs, her nape caught in his bill,
He holds her helpless breast upon his breast.
How can those terrified vague fingers push
The feathered glory from her loosening thighs?
And how can body, laid in that white rush,
But feel the strange heart beating where it lies?
A shudder in the loins...
“I live with animals and plants. It is my practice and lifestyle to make...”
– Nance
WatchGather, by Nance Klehm
“Q: What kind of theater excites you?
Annie Baker: I’m reading this amazing book...”
– Szymkowicz interviews Baker
“Mythologies that teach the sacredness of everything are artifacts of community...”
– Richard Owen Geer
“Most people speak in partial sentences. They start and stop. They get...”
– Randy Murray
August 2011
6 posts
“Singing is my pleasure, but not in church, for the parson said the gargoyles...”
– Dog Woman in Sexing the Cherry by Jeanette Winterson
““Dear H.G.,
During the next few days I shall either put a bullet through my...”
– –Rebecca West to H.G. Wells, 1913
“I don’t know how many designers or visual artists read poetry but, for me, I see...”
– Sam Winston
July 2011
3 posts
“Mostly, two miles an hour is good going.”
– Colin Fletcher, The Complete Walker III, 1989
“His funeral rites were probably a little on the illegal side; but we executed...”
– “Great Uncle Aloysius” — David Bentley Hart
“Say of the West that it has been plundered and has plundered itself, but that...”
– Wallace Stegner, The Sound of Mountain Water, 1979
June 2011
4 posts
“This means, each day: nature, bread labor, contact with people, search for truth...”
– Scott Nearing
“Birds can see in two dimensions. People deal in three, four, five or more...”
– Scott Nearing, in a letter to Helen, 1929
The Lake Isle of Innisfree
I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made:
Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honeybee,
And live alone in the bee-loud glade.
And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
Dropping from the veils of the mourning to where the cricket sings;
There midnight’s all a glimmer, and noon a...
