DIDION & BABITZ ~

 

R E A D   M E

Simon & Schuster 2024

THE GHOST FOREST ~

 

R E A D    M E

Public Affairs, 2023

BE A MURAL WALKER (JUDY BACA) ~

 

J U D Y      B A C A

BILL BATHURST ~ The Collected Poetry & Prose

Bill Bathurst, The Collected Poetry & Prose

 edited by Bob Arnold

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Longhouse, 2022

Available now 

240 pages of poetry & prose

including Bill Bathurst's three out of print titles ~

For Julessa, Greystone Poems, How To Continue

plus uncollected poetry & prose

62 photographs & images

Introduction by Clifford Burke

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Time On My Hands

                                for Billie Holiday

As though abed in white satin

her wedding night with Prez

that never threatens dawn,

her voice from the Thirties

untouched by Death

the lone night through.

As though Lady,

filling in my silence

like Prez when her soul

caught its breath,

could ease me through the dark,

“I’m Pullin’ Through.”

As though that voice

would never trail off,

dawn never catch me,

like a shade flying up,

sandwiched between mirrors

taking a piss,

wide-eyed and hollow

cheeks needing a shave,

this image reflected &

diminished to a point

invisible with silence

she must have welcomed,

leather soles of police

on the waxen floor

of her hospital death room

heard inside her eyes

as gardenias of years gone by

crushed underfoot.

As though, then, this coda

could finally be left

unwritten: Sunday, lonely,

guest of a friend

gone to bed with his wife

pregnant again, restless

when I write this,

outside I’m spaced, the sun

at my armpit, encircled by

acres of broken land

flat as my prospects,

weeds & barbed wire running riot

like doubts in my head

make it hard to walk,

uncertain & shy, alone &

a long way from home.

                                         

                                                20 August 1967

EVE BABITZ ~

 

E V E     B A B I T Z

EIGHT THOUSAND FEET UP IN THE SIERRA NEVADA ~

"The Source"
1905

A N N E      B R I G M A N

TAWNY GRAMMAR ~

R E A D        M E

Counterpoint 2019

NORMAN SCHAEFER ~

Norman's latest publication from Longhouse

is about getting snagged up with a bear

on a Sierra Nevada trail ~

losing a sleeping bag

and a bit more.

Not funny.

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WALLACE BERMAN ~

GUI (DE ANGULO) MAYO ~

MOUNTAINEER ~

N O R M A N    S C H A E F E R

Records of a Broken-Down Mountaineer

Ah, this book is something special and superb.

If you know your Norman Clyde

and read John Muir —

this book is the

third corner of that

rocky trail triangle.

The Alcuin Press

Portland, Oregon 

2019

Here's what I wrote to Norman ~

"I took a week, and took the book with me everywhere, to read Records of a Broken-Down Mountaineer. It is a superb book. Every page. By the middle of the book I was ready to marry you. I could also detect somewhat of an affinity with Clarence King in the first opening pages even before you bring King into your story, almost impossible not to, since you both lived in this range of light in similar ways. I can tell you it is heartening after living and working and reading and writing and publishing for fifty years and reading through all those decades that gave us The Whole Earth catalog and its many storied pages and recommendations of books to read to better our world — whether Snyder’s Earth Household, or Wendell Berry or John Muir, Thoreau, Mary Austin, Dorothy Day, Harlan Hubbard, an endless reading list, and some you took with you as companions on your climbs, it is your book that comes so close to being a proper success story of living and learning since those heady 1960s cultural crash courses. Your writing sweeps and tangles and literally carries the reader along. It may as well be Kamo no Chomei. And is it as good and resourceful as Basho’s travels? Yes, it is. You’ve made here the hallmark of an everyman. A beautiful book."

[ BA ]

NEW FROM LONGHOUSE ~ DOC DACHTLER ~~

Doc Dachtler ~ Why Am I Telling You This?

poems & stories

selected by Bob Arnold

Longhouse, 2019

96 pages

Softcover, 6 x 10

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Now out of print

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MAYA DARDEL ~

R E V I E W

DREAMING ON THE EDGE ~

Dreaming On The Edge; Poets & Book Artists in CaliforniaAlastair M. Johnston, Oak Knoll Press, 2016

R E A D      M E

CROWDED BY BEAUTY ~

P H I L I P     W H A L E N

You will want the Philip Whalen biography. 

It is a gnarly book in that it goes round and round in interesting ways, 

often through friendships, quite unusual in this day and age of publishing. 

First Ginsberg, then Kerouac, and then taking off like a rocket
with Snyder

and leveling off mysteriously & sweetly with Kyger, 
while sharing birthdays with McClure (and Rimbaud!)

and all the friends, each and every one

claim they never saw Philip with 

a love interest. 

The gods could have told them that.

 Look at the full Collected Poems if you want to see his love interest. 

Long before a Buddhist,
Whalen, like Kerouac, were human beings. 

They didn’t actually waste their time on the Buddhist stuff, 

they just never needed it in the first place.
So the book reads less as a biography and more like an autobiography— 

Philip’s — the one he didn’t write. 

He wrote love poems. 

He wrote On Bear’s Head. 

The book that must be in every poetry library if one wishes to claim it is a poetry library. 

[ BA ]

Counterpoint, 2015

KEEP ON ROCKIN' ~

A homeowner looks at the view from the property owned by the Edge of U2. Environmental groups and residents of canyons and hillsides had lambasted the rock guitarist's original development proposal, saying it would cause irreparable harm to habitat and views. 

(photo ~ Anne Cusack / Los Angeles Times)

http://www.latimes.com/local/lanow/la-me-ln-edge-malibu-20151210-story.html

EVE'S HOLLYWOOD ~

New York Review of Books 2015

http://www.nyrb.com/products/eve-s-hollywood?variant=2197698945

http://thesecondpass.com/?p=493

COMING TO KNOW GARY SNYDER






The man will be eighty years next year and to witness the two visual feasts below will be a reminder of what is within our midst. Good direct talk on bio-regionalism, sustainability in the U.S. and abroad, livelihood, family/tribe, forest/fire management, Earth household and poetry. Both presentations come from Snyder's rich past & present habitats — whether at home in the Sierra Nevada, or as a one time resident and student at Berkeley. Listen to the stories.

JEFFERS ~ THE CARMEL COAST
LAWRENCE CLARK POWELL

Rereading recently Lawrence Clark Powell's Robinson Jeffers, the man & his work (Haskell House) originally published by Primavera Press of Los Angeles, with the decorations by Rockwell Kent, foreword by Jeffers himself, one is holding in hand one of the gorgeous masterworks of California. Powell has been forgotten by way too many readers, mostso the new young readers who could delight in his slow down world of book lore and customs and embracing books and writers whole to his chest. All his books are a singing testimony to the love of writers, books and libraries. He didn't sit on a tenured post or busy his days with writing grant proposals — he got up off his fanny and went to visit the writers he advocated and literally moved in for awhile with the family of man and took his notes and sharpened his eye and dirtied his brow. In Jeffers' case, he swept himself up in the legends of the rocky Carmel coast, going inland too with those sunny creviced hillsides. Forgetting Jeffers or Powell is forgetting the physical literary landscape. I like this map that comes along with the book. It tells many stories, deepens some myths, clears the eye to where-what-is while reading Jeffers. Take a look. Go find the poems. Click on the map to make it bigger.

~ In Memory ~

J. G. Ballard