Mr. Lynd was spattered with paint during an antiwar protest in Washington in 1965. He was among the first of about 350 people arrested during the demonstration.Nat Finkelstein Estate
1929 ~ 2022
daydreaming w/ Bob Arnold
Mr. Lynd was spattered with paint during an antiwar protest in Washington in 1965. He was among the first of about 350 people arrested during the demonstration.Credit...Nat Finkelstein Estate
1929 ~ 2022
I Will Greet the Sun Again
I will greet the sun again
I will greet
the stream that flowed in me
the clouds that were my long thoughts
the painful growth of the aspens in the garden
who passed with me through the dry seasons
I will greet the flock of crows
who brought me the scent of the fields at night
as a gift
I will greet my mother who lived in the mirror
and was the reflection of my old age
and greet the earth again
whose throbbing interior, with my chronic lust
I have stuffed with green seeds
I will come, I will come, I will come
with my glossy hair: rich with the scents of turned-up soil
with my eyes: experiences of thick darkness
with bushes I have picked from the grove on the other side of the wall
I will come, I will come, I will come
and the threshold will be filled with love
and on the threshold
I will greet those who love again
and the girl still standing there
on the love-filled threshold
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Let Us Believe in the Beginning of the Cold Season
Forough Farrokhzad
translated from the Iranian by Elizabeth T. Gray, Jr .
New Directions 2022
Mourning Problems
an ant dies, and no one mourns
a bird dies, and no one mourns if it isn't a crested ibis
a monkey dies, and monkeys mourn
a monkey dies, and people pry open its skull
a shark dies, and another shark keeps swimming
a tiger dies, and some people mourning are mourning themselves
a person dies, and some people mourn and some people don't
a person dies, and some people mourn and some even applaud
a generation dies, and the next generation doesn't really mourn
a country dies, most of the time just leaving apocrypha
a country that doesn't leave apocrypha wasn't a real country
if it wasn't a real country, when it dies no one mourns
no one mourns, and the wind blows in vain
rivers flow in vain, washing over rocks in vain
glistening in vain, making vain ripples
the river dies, and it's not for man to mourn
the wind dies, and it's not for man to mourn
the river and wind make their way to the sea together, the sea as vast
as Zhuangzi's sea
the vast sea dies, and you will have to die
the dragon king dies, and you will have to die
the moon doesn't mourn, there's no one on the moon
the stars don't mourn, the stars aren't flesh and blood
November 11, 2014
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Bloom and Other Poems
translated from the Chinese by Lucas Klein
New Directions, 2022
The above is a review of the exhibit
concentrating on Georgiana Houghton
Hilma Af Klint and Emma Kunz,
whose names also make it onto
the front cover of the book —
yet, strangely, Harry Smith
and John Whitney and
James Whitney are
also showcased in the book
with little headline benefit.
The guys get to see how neglect feels.
(Harry knows)
It remains an excellent catalogue.
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Hirmer, 2018