Friday, August 30, 2024

HAIKU (THREE SIMPLE LINES ) ~

 



R E A D   M E


     poets wondering ~

     don't hesitate, it's a slim

      genuine wonder of a book




Thursday, August 29, 2024

JOY WILLIAMS THINKS FRANZ KAFKA ~

 



R E A D   M E


Franz Kafka, Selected Stories

translated by Mark Harman

Belknap Press 2024



Wednesday, August 28, 2024

ANNIVERSARIES ~

 





Los Lobos, founded in 1973


Two great music sets we love — one is quite recent, informal, a miniature powerhouse. The longer concert is beautifully shot: exquisite pan shots of the full stage, clear as a bell right up on the stage with the performers, back-shots, side-shots, the instruments are in your hands.


Imagine (you can) this group hasn't been inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame


They are the Americas (south and north) Songbook


Today is our 50th wedding anniversary — Bob & Susan


We've played these guys throughout all the years, and Susan is from L.A.




Oh, the one-of-kind film Texas Chain Saw Massacre is also

50 years old this year. Here is film director Eli Roth's

smart cookie contemporary eye to the film classic:

"Texas Chain Saw Massacre unnerved me in ways I didn’t expect. I didn’t know it was going to start with those solar flares, and the strange music that blurs the line between score and sound design. The actors didn’t feel like actors. I wasn’t scared by it. I wanted to live in it. It was a movie just dripping with mood and atmosphere, and it felt like it had been made by serial killers."




Monday, August 26, 2024

PESSOA ~

 



The Keeper of Sheep


[  23 July 1930 ]


56


Now that I feel love

I'm interested in things that have a scent.

I never used to be interested in the fact that a flower had scent.

Now I experience the scent of flowers as if life were utterly new.

I know perfectly well that they always had a scent, just as I knew that I existed.

These are things one knows out of habit.

But now I know this from the deep in-breath that comes from way back in my head.

Today the flowers taste good to me on a palate that can also smell.

Sometimes when I wake now, smell comes before sight.


Every day I wake full of joy and sorrow.

I used to wake feeling nothing at all; I simply woke.

I feel joy and sorrow because I lose what I dream

But can still inhabit the reality where my dreams live.

I don't know what to do with my sensations,

I don't know what to do on my own.

I want her to say something, anything, so that I can wake again.



_________________

Fernando Pessoa

The Complete Works of Alberto Caeiro

translated from the Portuquese by

Margaret Jull Costa & Patricio Ferrari 

New Directions, 2020





Sunday, August 25, 2024

Saturday, August 24, 2024

TOM BROWN ~

 


T O M   B R O W N


B. Jan. 29, 1950, in Toms River, N.J., ~ 2024





WISDOM~



Pepe Mujica, Uruguay’s sp
A decade ago, the world had a brief fascination with José Mujica. He was the folksy president of Uruguay who had shunned his nation’s presidential palace to live in a tiny tin-roof home with his wife and three-legged dog.






Wednesday, August 21, 2024

FRANCINE PROSE ~ ( 1974 ) ~

 




R E A D   M E


There are three books I've read, and then re-read over the last year — each about the same size (under 300 pages), each with less than attractive book design to its merit — in fact the Prose book, perhaps by accident or intent, appears to have been published in 1974: the book's size, Milton Glasserish design, cheap paper stock, an old Doubleday-feel etc., and all three books are straight-up originals. There is something about being relaxed, even confident, and telling it like it is. With a buoyant style.

If the authors aren't personal friends, they should be.

The Prose is shown above, the other two, not to miss, are below.



      Francine Prose, Harper, 2024




Tuesday, August 20, 2024

TIA BLAKE ~

 


Paris, France

1972

Monday, August 19, 2024

PHIL DONAHUE ~

 



1935 ~ 2024



MICHAEL ONDAATJE ~

 





November


Where is my dear sixteen-year-old-cat

I wish to carry upstairs in my arms

looking up at me and thinking

be careful, dear human


Sixteen years. How many days since

I found you as if an urchin in a snowstorm


and you moved in assured

learned the territories of the house

and what became your garden


Only now do we see the horizon

where you pushed two or three times

then slipped into


Was it too soon or too late

that last summer of your life

when we watched your walk

down to a river to take a sip

from its ongoing flow


Oh Jack I miss your presence everywhere

in the corners of rooms, in every chair,

or nesting in a cardboard box


Take me back where the past can again enter

those early remembered rooms, our snowbound street,

lift me upside down in your arms, I cannot stand it


I need a journey too. Have I slept my life away,

do I understand anything? Will I wear a bell

like yours into the afterlife where language

no longer exists and we gather only linked sounds

like oars from a passing boat,

                                                 those few syllables

to recall tenderness


You no longer wait for us


All day long, Basho wrote,

A lark sings in the air

Yet he seems to have had

Not quite his fill



_________________________

Michael Ondaatje

A Year of Last Things

Knopf, 2024


For all the kitten cat videos you watched

Now read the best one



Sunday, August 18, 2024

Saturday, August 17, 2024

Thursday, August 15, 2024

Wednesday, August 14, 2024

GENA ROWLANDS ~

 



G E N A    R O W L A N D S

June 19, 1930, in Madison, Wis., ~ 2024




NEW! JOHN BRANDI ~




A sheaf of 3 in wrap band

enclosing 40 new haiku poems

& plenty of art work

by the southwest sojourner


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Tuesday, August 13, 2024

Monday, August 12, 2024

Sunday, August 11, 2024

Saturday, August 10, 2024

STEREOLAB ~

 


Stereolab

Pulse of the early brain

(switched on volume 5)



Thursday, August 8, 2024

Wednesday, August 7, 2024