Tuesday, October 31, 2023
Monday, October 30, 2023
Sunday, October 29, 2023
"The Pole Star is dying,
The planets bend over it,
They lower it into
A bottomless grave."
The Pole Star is dead,
But shining, shining.
The Pole Star is shining
In a bottomless grave.
The Babes in the Wood
Are sleeping, sleeping.
The Babes in the Wood
And the wolf at the breast.
The moon of late morning
Fadeth for sorrow
For sorrow she fadeth
Far down in the west.
Not a sound in the world
While the Pole Star was dying.
Not the cry of a child,
Nor the crash of a wave.
No sound over Earth
But sighing, sighing,
For the Pole Star alive
In a bottomless grave.
Saturday, October 28, 2023
Friday, October 27, 2023
I have experienced enough in the way of people's strange behaviors
to not be surprised by sudden breakouts of kindness, brutality, ten-
derness, betrayal, inconsistency, vanity, rigidity, schadenfreude and
its opposite. What does surprise me is current events. When 9/11
happened I was taken aback by such a freakish thing. (It was, to me,
no accident that 9/11 occurred on the other side of the millennium,
in 2001: No good, I thought, can come of the twenty-first century.
Not that the twentieth did not have its share of nasty surprises.) I con-
tinue to marvel at Republicans' seeming willingness to shut down
the federal government and allow the United States to default rather
than negotiate with the president. I don't understand my country
anymore: how, after a century of federal programs such as the New
Deal, social security, bank regulation, public housing, and food
stamps, a large swath of the population can still take umbrage at the
government's minimal efforts to protect the weak and the poor, or
indeed to have a presence in any aspect of life beyond the mainte-
nance of military force. Nothing prior has prepared me for this
frightening swerve. I grew up in the postwar atmosphere of a mod-
estly progressive welfare state, where problems such as racial segre-
gation and poverty were expected to be addressed as the governmental
level, and I assumed naively that we were marching at best or creep-
ing at worst toward a more just society. What I took for an inevitable
historical progression turned out to be an anomalous blip. I might
better have looked in Nietzche's theory of eternal recurrence. Today
I am less experienced, less able to adapt to this harshly selfish envi-
ronment than the average twenty-year-old, who has grown up with-
out my New Deal-Great Society set of expectations.
A Year and A Day
Thursday, October 26, 2023
Wednesday, October 25, 2023
Tuesday, October 24, 2023
Monday, October 23, 2023
Sunday, October 22, 2023
Saturday, October 21, 2023
Friday, October 20, 2023
Bright Sad Star
Bright sad star
fell down from the sky,
but she's going back there.
She was going back up there,
blazing, falling star.
The world is a heaving bucket full-to-the-brim-of dirt
with a sparse sprinkling of joy on top
— and that sprinkling is made of stardom.
They'll all be sorry.
He thought about ugliness and beauty
and how things slip through
your fingers like powder,
and wondered whether or not
he had any real sympathy for
who he knew, would in the future be tiny and
exposed and at the mercy of forces
that she could never control.
Beauty will save the world, he resolved — Idiot.
Her thoughts were in monochrome —
giving her the feeling and pressure of
an explicit migraine.
An austere psychological aesthetic.
It all droned on in her head
Bright sad star
fell down from the sky.
Far West Press, 2023
Thursday, October 19, 2023
Wednesday, October 18, 2023
Tuesday, October 17, 2023
The Penny Poet of Portsmouth is definitely a wonder, quite a find, and actually a book I often wondered was anyone capable of writing — centering around Robert Dunn, who I believe once upon a time sent me poems as submission. A highly curious book that works against all odds being a biography of an essentially street poet in back bay old Portsmouth, N.H., who the author signs onto, much to her own surprise (and ours), gaining an excellent book size portrait of a 'nobody’. This isn’t supposed to work in big-name-poet America, but it does, searching into that interior existence far from the maddening crowd. This is where I believe actual life lives, rather than the hubbub that drives existence, and so few have the opportunity to ever feel or see this revealed. More interesting than Dunn is the book itself which seems a combined effort of the author’s eye and compassion, Dunn being available, and even the publisher (Counterpoint) taking on the project.
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Monday, October 16, 2023
Sunday, October 15, 2023
Saturday, October 14, 2023
"My homeland is a suitcase"
MAHMOUD DARWISH (1941-2008)
"Heading Toward a Second Nakba" by David Shulman
New York Review of Books, October 19, 2023
Posted September 20, 2023, weeks before
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Friday, October 13, 2023
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Tuesday, October 10, 2023
Monday, October 9, 2023
There You Are
There you are
this cold day
boiling the water on the stove
pouring the herbs into the pot
buying the tulips
& looking at them, holding
your heart in your hands at the table
saying please, please, to nobody else
here in the kitchen with you.
How hard, how heavy this all is.
How beautiful, these things you do,
in case they help, these things you do
which, although you haven't said it yet,
say that you want to live.
Sunday, October 8, 2023
"No" is the wildest word we consign to Language.
Come, I'll give you everything: every glory,
the rarest and most beautiful of seeds
so as to plant more glories, flowers
that will explode from those seeds
and then bloom, poisonous and sweet
with an aftertang of delight and loathing —
look at this one, so dull, and yet so bright.
Even the leaves that will at last
all fall, in the guise of leaves,
more cutting than piano wire,
cruel, piercing music, splint-
ers of gold and death — all yours.
Yes, all you need ( how easy! ) is to say yes.
Ana Luisa Amaral
translated by Margaret Jull Costa
New Directions, 2023