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A CENTURY OF WAR ON FILM ~

 

R E A D    M E

Harper Collins 2023

GOODBYE JEROME ROTHENBERG ~

 

Are there books that can change your life?

Oh yes!

At 16.

Thank you, Jerome Rothenberg.

DIANE OLIVER ~

R E A D    M E 

DIANE  OLIVER

    Grove Press

      2024

CLARA WARD SINGERS ~

 

HENRY DAVID THOREAU, from "A Plea for Captain John Brown" ~

 

We dream of foreign countries, of other times and races of man, placing

them at a distance in history or space; but let some significant event like

the present occur in our midst; and we discover, often, this distance and

this strangeness between us and our nearest neighbors. They are our 

Austrias, and Chinas, and South Sea Islands. Our crowded society be-

comes well spaced all at once, clean and handsome to the eye, — a city

of magnificent distances. We discover why it was that we never got beyond

compliments and surfaces with them before; we became aware of as many

versts between us and them as there are between a hermit in the thor-

oughfares of the marketplace. Impassable sea suddenly find their level

between us, or dumb steppes stretch themselves out there. It is the differ-

ence of constitution, of intelligence, and faith, and not streams and

mountains, that make the true and impassable boundaries between in-

dividuals and between states.

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     H E N RY    D A V I D    T H O R E A U 

    from — "A Plea for Captain John Brown"

SONGS FOR GROOVY CHILDREN ~

 

Jimi Hendrix

Live at the Fillmore East

Dec 31, 1969

DICKEY BETTS ~

 

Forrest Richard Betts was born on Dec. 12, 1943 ~ April 18, 2024

JUST BEYOND LISTENING ~

 

About the Book

Just Beyond Listening asks how we might think about encounters with sound that complicate standard accounts of aurality. In a series of essays, Michael C. Heller considers how sound functions in dialogue with a range of sensory and affective modalities, including physical co-presence, textual interference, and spectral haunting. The text investigates sound that is experienced in other parts of the body, altered by cross-wirings of the senses, weaponized by the military, or mediated and changed by cultural practices and memory. Building on recent scholarship in sound studies and affect theory, Heller questions not only how sound propagates acoustically but how sonic presences temper our total experience of the world around us.

University of California Press, 2024

SARAH VAUGHAN ~

 

MEETING WITH THE DUTCH MASTER ~

 

R E A D    M E

Liveright, 2023

JEWISH STREET PHOTOGRAPHERS ~

 

R E A D     M E

     Cornell, 2023

THEY FLEW ~

 

F L Y

   Yale 2023

THE KIOWA PEYOTE MEETING ~

 

        Recorded & Edited by Harry Smith

        Anadarko, Oklahoma

REMEDIOS VARO, SCIENCE FICTIONS ~

 

A R T    N E W S

       The Art Institute of Chicago

      2023

SYLVIA LEGRIS ~

 

Occasionally the Field of Possibilities

1

Is branch-spined,

a folded-leaf feeder,

a spatial array

of buckeye larvae,

snapdragons pulling

a pollinator-cue,

orange prolegs

telegraphing mirror-

image eyespots,

a macula lutea sun.

2

Is disruptive coloration,

yellow concentric rings

around a single eye,

a fovea centralis

of seed cones & pollen cones,

closely packed juniper seeds,

a Polyphemus moth with

urticating bristles & needles

with fine stomata lines, a nexus

of cone axis & host pine.

3

Is a field of 30,000 ommatidia,

a composite eye

eyeing woodruff & pale persicaria,

ten conspicuous eyespots

bisecting summer & pupation,

the line severing dusk & night,

the night flying hawkmoths,

is tapetal-mirrored,

a reflective tracheal network,

a superpositional glow.

4

Is a coevolved canopy

of wing scale & leaf,

a broadband acoustic cloak

deflecting echo & foe,

wavelengths of powder & light,

a cloud of stacked platelets,

a thin-film percussion,

hair-penciled & interlinear,

sparkling archaic sun moths,

a microlepidopterous register.

5

Is night-active & pupillary,

wing-fringe grazing cornea,

small moth repetitions

in an orbit of sequestration notes,

thick scale vestiture,

glassy, bluegrass-hosted,

rain-impermeable with snow-

veined forewings, a loop

of sequestration notes,

a small moth repetition.

6

Is a current of candles & dawn

half a clockface ago,

a Yablochkovian glow

of carbon-arcing waxwings,

match twigs, linstock boughs,

a sky of combustible fruit

tinders  river of ruined craters,

winter on its last legs,

a winter of monthlessness,

winter with plants in the belly.

7

Is a complicity

of ruckus & pinion,

is the pollen grain music

of a microstructure of modified hairs,

light-interfering wings,

sight-singing by structural coloration,

a scalic descent

down a microscopic edifice

of struts & holes, wings close

& the moth composes.

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The Principle of Rapid Peering

Sylvia Legris

New Directions, 2024

Sylvia Legris lives in Saskatoon, Saskatchewan

GAZA NOW! ~

 

Democracy Now!

April 9, 2024

JOHNNY CASH, THE LIFE IN LYRICS ~

 

R E A D   M E

Little, Brown, 2023

JULES LAFORGUE ~

 

Moonlight

Will we ever live on that star? — the thought

Itself has me reeling

But Moon, when you move through August's

Evening skies in enchanting silence, I salute you!

Also when you careen, like some dismasted ship,

Through heaving black breakers of cloud!

Oh to ascend, one of the lost, and slake

My thirst on your baptismal moonshine!

Stricken by blindness, your beacon is lethal

To Icarus-types, left stranded and grieving

Sterile suicide-eye-preside

Over convocations of the world-weary.

Ice-cold skull, heap ridicule on our bald

and terminally ill bureaucracies.

O pill of ultimate fatigue, infuse

Yourself into our stubborn brains.

And chlamys-clad Diana, fermenting

Love unleashes barbs from your quiver

Which infect — ah! — the wingless, the hearts of those

Who would do good  on earth!

Star prone to unheard floods, I pray

That one of your chaste, and anti-febrile rays veers, tonight,

In my direction, drenches my sheets, drives

Me to wash my hands of life!

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Lunar Solo, selected poems

Jules LaForgue

translated by Mark Ford

The Song Cave, 2023