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Pulse Imp
Anthony Burgess on James Joyce’s gift. A mark of Joyce’s genius was to recognise the smallness of his poetic talent and to see how a fine ear and a weak lyrical impulse could revolutionise the prose of a whole era. … Continue reading
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Of An Ayre: Cogitation
Terrance Hayes The Golden Shovel after Gwendolyn Brooks (“We Real Cool“) [This stanza reminds me of the crowns in Basquiat’s paintings.] push until we thin, thin- king we won’t creep back again. Cog Agitation And so for day 1306 11.07.2010
Marking: A Gain
Alerted by the work of Jim Andrews (http://vispo.com/bp/jim.htm), Lori Emerson [Reading Writing Interfaces alerts further readers of the remarks in the code of bp nichol’s First Screening […] 116 REM FOR FURTHER RE-MARKS LIST 3900,4000 […] 3900 REM ARK 3905 … Continue reading
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Rage & Ridicule
Joseph Addison places a quotation from Menander at the head of his essay on the “Uses and abuses of ridicule”. The quotation in translation reads: “Ill-timed laughter is a grave evil among mortals.” Addison remarks that “Laughter is indeed a … Continue reading
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Ungodly Zero Devilish One
Lionel Kearns. 1969. The Daylight Press. Vancouver, B.C. By the Light of the Silvery McLune: Media Parables, Poems, Signs, Gestures and Other Assaults on the Interface. which is rendered on the half-title page along the vertical by the light of … Continue reading
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One and Many
e.e. cummings I’d rather learn from one bird how to sing than teach ten thousand stars how not to dance What happens here when the negation gets introduced? What does it do to the stated preference to learn how to … Continue reading
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Sonarless
Apocalypse in diminuendo. there are sounds the planet will always make, even if there is no one to hear them. From the last lines from the last poem in Sea Change by Jorie Graham. And so for day 1289 24.06.2010
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rorrim
nathalie stephens (Nathanaël). Mirror. Book. Page. Turn. If by chance we speak to mirrors, it is perhaps less for narcissistic reasons than out of a desire for dead time separating us from the battering voices we carry. I turn the … Continue reading
Picks of Pics
Les Murray. Poems the Size of Photographs Here are excerpts presented in reverse order of their appearance in the book. The Test How good is their best? And how good is their rest? The first is a question to be … Continue reading
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Blossoms Scattered, Eyes Scratched
The 2005 Griffin Poetry Prize Anthology has a selection from nominated poet Fanny Howe. Her On the Ground which I continuously misquote as Open Ground by some concatenation with Opened Ground: Selected Poems, 1966-1996 of Seamus Heaney. In any event … Continue reading