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ANNE BRIGGS ~

 

THE GREATEST OF SONGBOOKS ~

 

S O N G B O O K S

Duke University Press

2021

IN SEARCH OF DUENDE ~

 

R E A D     M E

New Directions

"Pearl series"

2010

LETTERS FROM JAMES MERRILL ~

 

To Santa Claus

Wustl

[1932?]

[Southampton, NY]

Dear Santa Clause please bring me a flash-light.

                                                         James Merrill

______________

A Whole World

Letters from James Merrill

edited by Langdon Hammer & Stephen Yenser

Knopf 2021

R E A D     M E

JEAN GIONO ~

 

J E A N     G I O N O

TRAMP ~

 

"Why are we walking here, where to? Why aren't we sleeping in a bed,

in a house, a home, in the same room together; isn't it true

that we wake and sleep simultaneously? To love? Love

requires that we be at rest, that we settle down, that we

remain in the same place; motion is loneliness."

____________________________________

TOMAS ESPEDAL

TRAMP

Seagull Books

2010, 2022

THE VENTURES / WIPEOUT / JAPAN 1966 ~

 

THE RABBIT BETWEEN US ~

 

R E A D      M  E

ODETTA (1959) ~

Odetta’s work, Harry Belafonte, was tapped by Revlon in 1959 to do a prime-time live variety show 
 

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Kenner's The Pound Era

Liveright, 2021

ANNOUNCING NEW JONATHAN GREENE FROM LONGHOUSE ~

 

Jonathan Greene

Letter from a Hermit

in the Eye of a Storm

Longhouse 

2022

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Spider Kiss

(2006 edition)

_______________

(original title)

1961

Think Elvis; Colonel Tom Parker

"the best novel ever written about rock 'n' roll."

Greil Marcus

THE DREAMS OF MABEL DODGE ~

 

R E A D      M E

JOY HARJO ~

 

Break My Heart

There are always flowers,

Love cries, or blood.

Someone is always leaving

By exile, death, or heartbreak.

The heart is a fist.

It pockets prayer or holds rage.

It's a timekeeper.

Music maker, or backstreet truth teller.

Baby, baby, baby

You can't say what's been said.

Before, though even words

Are creatures of habit.

You cannot force poetry

With a ruler, or jail it at a desk.

Mystery is blind, but wills you

To untie the cloth, in eternity.

Police with their guns

Cannot enter here to move us off our lands.

History will always find you, and wrap you

In its thousand arms.

Someone will lift from the earth

Without wings.

Another will fall from the sky

Through the knots of a tree.

Chaos is primordial.

All words have roots here.

You will never sleep again

Though you will never stop dreaming.

The end can only follow the beginning.

And it will zigzag through time, governments, and lovers.

Be who you are, even if it kills you.

It will. Over and over again.

Even as you live.

Break my heart, why don't you?

_____________________

Joy Harjo

An American Sunrise

Norton 2019

A SELF SUSTAINABLE FELLOW ~

 

JOURNEY INTO THE LAND OF THE ZEKS AND BACK ~

R E A D       M E

STANISLAW LEM ~

 

R E A D      M E

FRANK STOKES ~

 

HYPNOS (THE LEAVES), RENE CHAR ~

 

Although the translator wishes to be

a bit snippy about previous translations

of the Rene Char masterpiece — ignore him

and seek them out — likewise take this

new edition in hand and read it with

the same gusto & courage

of the poet

_____________________________

237

In the darkness of our lives, there is not one place

for Beauty. The whole place is for Beauty.

Rene Char, 

Hypnos

1946