Monday, February 1, 2021

POETS WHO SLEEP #36 ~

P O E T S     W H O     S L E E P


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                                           drawn & scribed by Bob Arnold


Sunday, January 31, 2021

RE-READING LYLE GLAZIER ~





" You be Harry Glazier's boy, bean't ye?"

 

Sugaring Off


Easter vacation

  he tramps the Gutter Road

      from Gramp's to Uncle Maurice's

  where the whole family's sugaring


Lynn and Orman and Calvin

  trip metal caps off buckets

      under spiles

  draining the sugar bush


Merle bossing the gathering,

  tub slewing, team

      straining, bobsled runners

  grating on a ledge


Perry shoves another slab

  in the firebox

     "a gallon to the barrel, boys,

  get a move on!"

      Maurice tips the dipper, testing


In the kitchen Aunt Pluma

  boils down a batch for

      fancy sugar cakes:

  stars, hearts, scaled fish


Loyce and Thelma spoon snow

  from a dishpan into ie pie plates

      the thick glaze pulls at the fork

  "a little goes a long ways"



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Lyle Glazier

Prefatory Lyrics

Coffee House Press, 1991



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It was the poet and editor Cid Corman

who had the great ear and tenacity to

promote, publish and persevere

so many fine back country poets —

be it Gary Snyder's early book of poems

Riprap, or Lorine Niedecker's entire workbook,

Theodore Enslin's musical memory, and gone into

the bushes forgotten Lyle Glazier's tramps in the sugar bush,

and this is a mere touching of the Corman radiance.

So few could restore that moment of lyrical movement

and visual care as Lyle Glazier works his tablet in

Prefatory Lyrics.


[ BA ]





Saturday, January 30, 2021

STAN BRAKHAGE ~

 



Another one from my little books bookcase —
ideal and still easy enough to find a copy,
a few bucks used, and neat leathery
feel cloth, brought forth from
Harvey Brown's Frontier Press —
you can almost smell the past!
Stan Brakhage writing as if an
open letter his loves and lumber
about making film.
Reads closely, Brakhage
always gives more than he's asked.

[ BA ]







Friday, January 29, 2021

RE-READING PAUL BOWLES (GERTRUDE STEIN) ~

 




Did you know Gertrude Stein

pointed Paul Bowles

toward his longtime

hangout of

Tangiers?

Read more!


P A U L     B O W L E S






Wednesday, January 27, 2021

NEW BOOK! ~ HOLY GHOST (BOB ARNOLD) ~

 




"Very happy evenings to sit by the fire and read through Holy Ghost. You have been at this particular work of poetry, documenting in unswervingly clean verse, the life around you, that you have built with Susan, for so long. A book like this is doubly enjoyable. One for the clarity and ethos of its poems, unlike anyone else’s these days. And like an intimate extended letter from a long time friend. You may be the only poet I can think of who does something I like to do in poems: show that we live among books. How many volumes of poetry do you read in which no matter what items of life show up, it is as though the poet is shy or even ashamed to depict him or herself as a steady, serious reader? You’ve got gift for portraits of people, mostly the locals of course, and in a Niedecker offhand way you manage to get their vernacular speech into a poem, as well as your own."

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Andrew Schelling


~

Bob Arnold

Holy Ghost

Longhouse 2021


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Witness


was the one with you—

whether you knew it

or not

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Bob Arnold

212 pages

perfect-bound

$20 

$3.95 shipping

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Monday, January 25, 2021

POETS WHO SLEEP #35 ~


 

P O E T S     W H O     S L E E P


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                                           drawn & scribed by Bob Arnold

Sunday, January 24, 2021

Friday, January 22, 2021

HANK AARON ~


 

H A N K     A A R O N








RE-READING ANTLER

 





Antler — always startling fresh poems

come from this poet, and in a variety

of venues: early book from City Lights FACTORY (1980)

I highly recommend, plus his selected poems of a sort

in LAST WORDS (hope not) will keep you company

for the rest of your life. Born Brad Burdick in Wisconsin

in 1946, whenever I read Antler he seems ageless.

One of my most favorite poems by him

is the one we published

shown above.


[ BA ]