Don Giovanni Records
2016
daydreaming w/ Bob Arnold
On May 17, 1968 nine Vietnam War protesters including Daniel and Philip Berrigan, Marjoie and Thomas Melville, Tom Lewis, John Hogan, David Darcy, Mary Moylan and George Mische walked into a Catonsville, Maryland draft board office, grabbed hundreds of selective service records and burned them with homemade napalm.
April
And now the dust and the fine days,
An azure sky and walls ablaze
With burning light, long nights, no breeze,
And nothing green; a ruddy shine
Just barely stains, like a red wine,
The black branches of the large trees.
Upon me this fine weather weighs.
Only after long rainy days
Should spring then come, Nature's daughter,
Turning rosy and turning green,
Like a blooming nymph in a scene
Who, smiling, springs from the water.
__________________________
Gerard de Nerval
Little Castles of Bohemia
translated by Napoleon Jeffries
Wakefield Press 2025
Price: $45.00 (Registration Required)
The Kronos Quartet is joined by Merrill Garbus of Tune-Yards, Andy Cabic of Vetiver, Ramblin’ Jack Elliott, Oliver Ray & No Land, Kim Stanley Robinson, Peter Coyote, Tongo Eisen-Martin, Dominique DiPrima, Brontez Purnell and Eleni Sikelianos to celebrate HOWL and Allen Ginsberg’s 100th Birthday.
Join us for an intimate evening of poetry and music celebrating Allen Ginsberg’s Centennial and the 70th anniversary of Howl and Other Poems,featuring Merrill Garbus of Tune-Yards, Andy Cabic of Vetiver, Ramblin’ Jack Elliott, Oliver Ray & No Land, Kim Stanley Robinson, Peter Coyote, Tongo Eisen-Martin, Dominique DiPrima, Brontez Purnell and Eleni Sikelianos, culminating in a rare performance of Kronos Quartet’s Howl.
Curated and produced by Peter Hale and Jesse Goodman, in collaboration with the Allen Ginsberg Estate and (((folkYEAH!))).
Part of the Ginsberg Centennial, a global program of events across poetry, music, film, and performance.
Purchase tickets HERE
Oil
soft rainsqualls on the swells
south of the Bonins, late at night. Light
from the empty mess-hall
throws back bulky shadows
of winch and fairlead
over the slanting fantail where I stand.
but for men on watch in the engine room,
the man at the wheel, the lookout in the bow,
the crew sleeps. in cots on deck
or narrow iron bunks down drumming
passageways below.
the ship burns with a furnace heart
steam veins and copper nerves
quivers and slightly twists and always goes —
easy roll of the hull and deep
vibration of the turbine underfoot.
bearing what all these
crazed, hooked nations need:
steel plates and
long injections of pure oil.
___________________________
Gary Snyder
The Back Country
Fulcrum Press, 1967
HAPPY BIRTHDAY ~ GARY SNYDER
Inside these articulations
the beginnings of language
outside of yes and no
inside only the I want
the soul with the body meeting
in all the openly
meteoric leaves
and now, see:
one of them falls slowly
to the earth
_______________
Phoebe Giannisi
Cicada
translated by Brian Sneeden
New Directions 2022