STUCK IN THE MUD ~

orange

chimney

breadth

circle

desert

monarch

month

virtue

wisdom

English words that "cannot be rhymed at all" listed in the

Princeton Encyclopedia of Poetry and Poetics

if you do rhyme one of these words
 and I have
don't take it up with me
take it up with them

FRANCO BELTRAMETTI ~

http://www.independent.co.uk/news/people/obituary-franco-beltrametti-1599393.html

FURTHER BECKETT ~

Cambridge, 2014

Billie Whitelaw & Beckett,  Royal Court Theatre, 1979


Billie Whitelaw
b. June 6, 1932 ~
 d. December 21, 2014

AW, CHRISTMAS! (JUKEBOX) ~

 

 

music compiled by bob arnold

december 2014

BERTIE KOLLER FOR JAMES KOLLER ~

"This is a song I wrote for my father who passed away 10 December.
It was performed at a Winter Solstice celebration at my neighbor's house with Jamie (bass) & Sean (percussion) Oshima."

~ Bertie Koller

TURNING WE COME ROUND RIGHT ~

2014

THE OLDEST LIVING THINGS ~

RACHEL SUSSMAN
 The Oldest Living Things in the World

University of Chicago 2014

CHRIS ANDREWS ~

Roberto Bolano's Fiction

an expanding universe

Chris Andrews

Columbia 2014

http://ndbooks.com/author/chris-andrews

AMERICA LATINA ~

America Latina
1960 ~ 2013
Foundation Cartier
2013

JOE COCKER ~

Joe Cocker

1944 (Sheffield, UK)

~ 2014 (Colorado)

http://www.theguardian.com/music/2014/dec/22/joe-cocker-dies-grammy-winning-sheffield-singer

joe cocker
woodstock festival 
1969

ELSE LASKER-SCHÜLER ~

The Evening Rests On My Brow




The evening rests on my brow.

Man, I still haven't heard you murmur

or heard your heart roar —

and yet is not your heart

Earth's deepest shell?

Listening for the ring of your joy.

I learned next to your fear and listened closely.

But your heart is dead and Earth forgotten.

Oh, how I imagined that tone —

the evening presses it coolly to my brow.






I Am Sad



Your kisses darken on my mouth —

you no longer love me.



But how you once came —

blue for paradise.



On your ecstatic fountain

my heart danced.



Now I must paint it,

like the ladies who redden

the withered rose of their loins.



Our half-closed eyes

are like dying heavens.



The moon grows ancient.

And the night no longer watches.



You barely remember me —

where then shall I take my heart?






Farewell



But you never came with the evening —

I sat in a cape of stars.



When I heard someone knocking,

it was my own heart.

 

Now it hangs on every door post,

even yours —



among ferns a burnt-out fire-rose

in garland brown.



For you I stained heaven blackberry

with my own heart's blood.



But you never came with the evening —

I stood in golden shoes.






Prayer



In every country I seek a city

with an angel standing at the gate.

I carry broken on my shoulder

his great heavy wing,

and in my forehead the seal of his star.



And endlessly I roam the night

bringing love to this world,  

that every heart may blossom blue.

All my wearying life I have watched,

darkly breathing, cloaked in God.



Oh God, pull your coat tighter!

I know I'm the lees in the goblet,

and when the last man pours out the world

You'll not let me slip through your might again —

a new globe of earth will encompass me.




_________________

E L S E    L A S K E R - S C H U L E R
translated from the German by Janine Canan



Star In My Forehead
Holy Cow! Press
2000

http://jwa.org/encyclopedia/article/lasker-schueler-else

RAYMOND CHANDLER IN HIS OWN WORDS~

The World of Raymond Chandler
in his own words
edited by Barry Day
Knopf, 2014

FILTHY LUCRE ~

http://www.massmoca.org/event_details.php?id=847

RUSSELL LEE ~

Whenever I go back to his work I consider Russell Lee the greatest photograph ever,

when there is no one great photographer ever, but Russell Lee is when I look his work over.

http://encyclopedia.densho.org/Russell_Lee/

once in vermont films 2014  © bob arnold

 

 

 

REDEPLOYMENT ~

"This morning our gun dropped about 270 pounds of ICM on a
smuggler's checkpoint ten kliks south of us. We took out a group
of insurgents and then we went to the Fallujah chow hall for 
lunch. I got fish and lima beans. I try to eat healthy."

from "Ten Kliks South"

Redeployment
Phil Klay
Penguin 2014

http://www.nationalbook.org/nba2014_f_klay.html#.VIY5pCdm1_w

 don't hesitate

TYPEWRITER ART ~

Typewriter Art
A Modern Anthology
edited by Barrie Tullett
Laurence King Publishers, 2014

ee ~

"To be nobody-but-yourself — in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make you everybody else — means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight; and never stop fighting."

E  E     C  U  M  M  I  N  G  S

JAMES LAUGHLIN ~

 Literchoor Is My Beat

a life of james laughlin

publisher of new directions

Farrar, 2014

MOROCCO HOUSEHOLD ~

Village on the southern slopes of the
High Atlas Mountains, Morocco
photo Ivo Grammet

C.S. GISCOMBE'S OHIO RAILROADS ~

C.S. Giscombe
Ohio Railroads
Omnidawn 2014