1991
Sunday, February 8, 2026
Saturday, February 7, 2026
SUN RA THRU THE NIGHT ~
Volume One: RLA Sound Studios, NYC, April 20, 1965 Volume Two & Three: RLA Sound Studios, NYC, November 16, 1965. Marshall Allen described the recording of the album in John F Szwed's biography of Ra, Space Is The Place; "Sun Ra would go to the studio and he would play something, the bass would come in, and if he didn't like it he'd stop it; and he'd give the drummer a particular rhythm, tell the bass he wanted not a 'boom boom boom,' but something else, and then he'd begin to try out the horns, we're all standing there wondering what's next... "I just picked up the piccolo and worked with what was going on, what mood they set, or what feeling they had. A lot of things we'd be rehearsing and we did the wrong things and Sun Ra stopped the arrangement and changed it. Or he would change the person who was playing the particular solo, so that changes the arrangement. So the one that was soloing would get another part given to him personally. 'Cos he knew people. He could understand what you could do better so he would fit that with what he would tell you." Marshall Allen
Friday, February 6, 2026
Thursday, February 5, 2026
Wednesday, February 4, 2026
SILAS HOUSE ~
Northern Lights
I longed for you before I knew
you; that's what I always think
when something like this happens.
I never dreamt I would see them,
especially from my own back porch
right here in Kentucky. But there
they are. The richest purple, glowing
green, the blush of them,
an undulating mystery
as abstract as the enigma that brings
two people into the same orbit.
Here we are, watching them, together,
and we always will be, even when
we are nothing more than sky.
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Silas House
All These Ghosts
Blair, 2025
Tuesday, February 3, 2026
Monday, February 2, 2026
WANG YIN ~
Lover
We have reached the open sea, my love,
the shore lights extinguished
seahorse flutes sweet and lilting
We have reached the open sea
I open the urn
scatter you
little pieces of you
falling more slowly than powder
obliquely onto the water
I scatter all of you
You turn the sea faintly red
You calm the waters
just as when you were alive and
midnight snow's fell upon
our open hands
I give you the sky
give you the sea
I give it all to you all to you
I take the urn that held you
hold it to my breast
I put myself inside the urn that held you
I am now in your dreams
1987-88
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Wang Yin
A Summer Day in the
Company of Ghosts
translated by Andrea Lingenfelter
NYRB 2022







