Tuesday, July 21, 2026

EVERYONE SCREAM ~

 



R E A D   M E


     Atria Books

      2025



Sunday, July 19, 2026

Thursday, July 16, 2026

THELONIOUS MONK LIVE TONIGHT ~

 




Released on: 1964-04-01 Producer: Teo Macero Drums: Frank Dunlop Arranger: Hall Overton Mastering Engineer, Mixing Engineer: Vic Anesini Bass: Butch Warren Tenor Saxophone: Charlie Rouse





ANNA SWIR ~





 Priceless Gifts


An empty day without events.

And that is why

it grew immense

as space.  And suddenly

happiness of being

entered me.


I heard

in my heartbeat

the birth of time

and each instant of life

one after the other

came rushing in

like priceless gifts.



                          _________________________________________________   

translated from the Polish by

Czeslaw Milosz and Leonard Nathan




                        

Wednesday, July 15, 2026

BOB ARNOLD'S "SWWIMMER" ~













"Artists feed each other: John Cheever fed one of the best. Bob Arnold was inspired by the John Cheever’s short story.“The Swimmer” to write a fact based novel SWWIMMER (the double W is intentional) that honored Cheever’s achievement. In doing so, Arnold created a rare work of art: a stunning trade book that is also an artist-book, an example of masterful writing, exquisite design, and a story that takes the particulars of personal family relationships and makes them universal as they develop the themes of love, loss, abandonment, the striving to return to inner peace by finding a way outward, “swimming” into the world’s confusions and mysteries." — JOE NAPORA



 Bob Arnold

SWWIMMER


Longhouse

2026

available now


New, perfect bound, 170 pages

Prose

$20

$5 shipping to US addresses

by Paypal or check

Please use our email address of longhousepoetry@gmail.com


LONGHOUSE

P.O. Box 2454

West Brattleboro

Vermont

05303





Sunday, July 12, 2026

ARCHIVE OF DREAMS ~

 



R E A D   M E

      Spector Books



Thursday, July 9, 2026

LINDA GREGG ~

 



Asking for Directions


We could have been mistaken for a married couple

riding on the train from Manhattan to Chicago

that last time we were together. I remember

looking out the window and praising the beauty

of the ordinary: the in-between places, the world

with its back turned to us, the small neglected

stations of our history.  I slept across your

chest and stomach without asking permission

because they were the last hours.  There was

a smell to the sheepskin lining of your new

Chinese vest that I didn't recognize.  I felt

it deliberately.  I woke early and asked you

to come with me for coffee.  You said, sleep more,

and I said we only had one hour and you came.

We didn't say much after that.  In the station,

you took your things and handed me the vest,

then left as we had planned.  So you would have

ten minutes to meet your family and leave.

I stood by the seat dazed by exhaustion

and the absoluteness of the end, so still I was

aware of myself breathing.  I put on the vest

and my coat, got my bag and, turning, saw you

through the dirty window standing outside looking

up at me.  We looked at each other without any

expression at all.  Invisible, unnoticed, still.

That moment is what I will tell of as proof

that you loved me permanently.  After that I was

a woman alone carrying her beg, asking a worker

which direction to walk to find a taxi.



____________________     

Linda Gregg

Poetry, April 2026



Wednesday, July 8, 2026

Sunday, July 5, 2026

RAE ARMANTROUT ~

 





Angel


When I was almost a woman

the men in the radio

called someone I thought

might be me

an angel and a  baby.

I wasn't offended.

What did I know?

I knew I would have to

empty myself to fit inside

the songs. And I wanted

to be in them as long as

they lived, to be called to

and never come. To be full of

my lighter and lighter self,

with literally no place to go


as it is in heaven




Between


"The,"


we say,

making

our claim


on eternity.


"The"

short gray

sidewalk between

those shaved strips


of lawn



_____________________

Rae Armantrout

Go Figure

Wesleyan University Press, 2024


Saturday, July 4, 2026

CLIFFORD BURKE ~

 



C L I F F O R D   B U R K E

1942- 30 June 2026

A friend to many in the small press world ~

captain of the seas with his Cranium Press

since the 1960s and long association with

Desert Rose Press while in New Mexico,

Hollow Orange was Clifford's literary journal

to keep.

    Photo by Andrea Grimes





DON CHERRY & ED BLACKWELL TONIGHT ~

 




℗ 1982 ECM Records GmbH, under exclusive license to Deutsche Grammophon GmbH, Berlin





RONALD JOHNSON AGAIN ~

 





Wild Apples


                                                        with 'bow-arrow tang'


cows or birds or Johnny Appleseed

planted

New England westward


Whole orchards, boughs knotted

with fruits of coral & gold — to be eaten, Thoreau believed,

in the wind.              


                    Whose 'bloom' rubs off in pockets


like wild horses

broken in, harnessed

to plow.


                    Neither orchards of the east, in lichened

                    walls, or west

                    hedged in eucalyptus—


bounded only by slopes of oak

& of maple,

the woods-apple comes sweet from the hills, both spring


nights & autumn

a wildflower sharpness, an earthy


cider


                    Domestics

                    shape

                    for hand,


                    & tint

                    of 'apple

                    color'

                            —but wild may brindle


                    as a cow,

                    may rust like

                    rock


____________________________

Valley of the

Many-Colored Grasses

The Song Cave, 2023




                    


Friday, July 3, 2026

CROOKED FINGERS TONIGHT ~

 





℗ 2026 Merge Records Released on: 2026-02-27 Main Artist: Crooked Fingers Producer: Eric Bachmann Composer Lyricist: Eric Bachmann

THE REVOLUTIONISTS ~

 



R E A D  &  L I S T E N


     Knopf 2026