ALL THIS WEEK ~
NEW BOOKLETS FROM LONGHOUSE !
NEW BOOKLETS FROM LONGHOUSE !
BOB ARNOLD
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Morning sunlight offers long shadows
Sunday, July 4, 2010
BACK ROAD CHALKIES ~ JULY 4th
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Henry David Thoreau moved into his habitat at Walden Pond, Concord, Massachusetts on this day 1845 — one week before his birthday.
He wrote of the pond, "blue at one time and green at another, even from the same point of view. Lying between the earth and the heavens, it partakes of the color of both."
He wrote of the pond, "blue at one time and green at another, even from the same point of view. Lying between the earth and the heavens, it partakes of the color of both."
photo © bob arnold
Saturday, July 3, 2010
EARTH ~
Hobart Smith
Frank Proffitt
Roscoe Holcomb
GENTLEMEN
Hobart Smith was the oldest of the three gentlemen, and gentlemen is the key word when remembering and listening to their music today.
Smith was born in Virginia in 1897. Gifted as a player on fiddle, banjo, guitar, accordion, harmonica, piano and organ. Whew.
Roscoe Holcomb was born in Kentucky in 1912 — he often worked as a farmer and coal miner and it would be his corroded lungs as a coal miner that would end his life. Luckily we got his music first.
Frank Proffitt was a year younger than Roscoe and born in Tennessee and raised in North Carolina on a tobacco farm, which he took up, along with work as a carpenter and in a spark plug factory. With his own hands he made fretless banjos and dulcimers.
It was the musician and music historian John Cohen who coined the term "High Lonesome Sound" for Roscoe, but this may be heard in passages of all three gentlemen.
Play them, and watch the animals and birds come closer.
Smith was born in Virginia in 1897. Gifted as a player on fiddle, banjo, guitar, accordion, harmonica, piano and organ. Whew.
Roscoe Holcomb was born in Kentucky in 1912 — he often worked as a farmer and coal miner and it would be his corroded lungs as a coal miner that would end his life. Luckily we got his music first.
Frank Proffitt was a year younger than Roscoe and born in Tennessee and raised in North Carolina on a tobacco farm, which he took up, along with work as a carpenter and in a spark plug factory. With his own hands he made fretless banjos and dulcimers.
It was the musician and music historian John Cohen who coined the term "High Lonesome Sound" for Roscoe, but this may be heard in passages of all three gentlemen.
Play them, and watch the animals and birds come closer.
Hobart: web.ukonline.co.uk
Frank: www.loc.gov/folklife/guide/folkmusicandsong.html
Roscoe:www.southernspaces.org/.../2008/matthews/1g.htm
Frank: www.loc.gov/folklife/
Roscoe:www.southernspaces.org/.../
Friday, July 2, 2010
Thursday, July 1, 2010
ALL THIS WEEK ~
NEW BOOKLETS FROM LONGHOUSE !
NEW BOOKLETS FROM LONGHOUSE !
GEORGE KALAMARAS
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Wednesday, June 30, 2010
LENORE KANDEL ~
POETRY IS NEVER COMPROMISE ~ LENORE KANDEL
Lenore Kandel in the center of things, 1967
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Writer and actor Peter Coyote remembering his close friend Lenore Kandel at a memorial for LK in January 2010
POETRY IS NEVER COMPROMISE ~ LENORE KANDEL
Lenore Kandel in the center of things, 1967
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Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Monday, June 28, 2010
FRANK SAMPERI
Let me introduce myself. I am Claudia Samperi-Warren, the daughter of the American Poet Frank Samperi. This blog will be in honor of my father's life as a poet.
Frank Samperi was born in Brooklyn in 1933. Discovered by Louis Zukofsky and Cid Corman, he published some twenty books of poetry and appeared prominently in journals such as Origin and Caterpillar.
Master of the lyric and an autoddact steeped in Dante, Aquinas, and Shankara, Samperi created a unified, highly original lifepoem of pilgrimage through the American City and world of the spirit.
He passed away in Sun City, Arizona in 1991. He is survived by his daughter, Claudia & son, David.
As a poet, as in other respects, Frank Samperi stood apart. Orphan and first generation Italian-American, he discovered Dante in a Brooklyn institution, taught himself Aquinas in Latin, studied the Indian philosopher Sankara, non-Euclidean geometry and astrology. His work was not just counter-cultural but also counter-fashionable. Although discovered by Louis Zukofsky and Cid Corman, and appreciated by other poets of his generation, including Robert Creeley, Robert Kelly, and Will Peterson, as well as other "knowing readers," Samperi's poetry has heretofore been available only in limited editions.
With recent works like, Spiritual Necessity produced by John Martone and others we hope that this web site will bring to light his voice to a new generation of thinkers.
*From the introduction of Spiritual Necessity by John Martone, Huntington, NY 2003
Sunday, June 27, 2010
EARTH ~
HUMMINGBIRD
Rarely pausing
Though I have seen
It stop the flutter
Of its amazing
Wings and perch
Nearly invisible
On a wire against
The evening sky —
And be sighted —
And being very
Still, be thought
Of as not there
LOSS
Put no trust in nothing, not even yourself
Yesterday was like summer, today snow blows
I’ve walked six miles with an axe and wedge
Actually make my living near a river running bright water
Home to a small hawk found mangled in the woodshed
Eyes opening, I load my rifle but won’t use it
Instead talk with the closest thing to me right now
Heavy gloves moving back short feathers
The break in its neck, claws no use, eyes closing
from Where Rivers Meet, Bob Arnold
photo © bob arnold
HUMMINGBIRD
Rarely pausing
Though I have seen
It stop the flutter
Of its amazing
Wings and perch
Nearly invisible
On a wire against
The evening sky —
And be sighted —
And being very
Still, be thought
Of as not there
LOSS
Put no trust in nothing, not even yourself
Yesterday was like summer, today snow blows
I’ve walked six miles with an axe and wedge
Actually make my living near a river running bright water
Home to a small hawk found mangled in the woodshed
Eyes opening, I load my rifle but won’t use it
Instead talk with the closest thing to me right now
Heavy gloves moving back short feathers
The break in its neck, claws no use, eyes closing
from Where Rivers Meet, Bob Arnold
photo © bob arnold
Saturday, June 26, 2010
EARTH ~
ROPE OF BELLS
It is the
Rope of bells
You have put behind the door
That let me know
Whenever one of us goes
To the privy
The woodshed
The outdoors
Lovely
WINTER
Just before supper
I watched a storm draw in
Taking light
The trees toss
No matter
I have finished carrying
Elm from the edge of the woods
Bucked, split then stacked
I am done
Well used
Come snow
HOW WE BUILD
It is a day
Of sawing slab wood
Splitting
Then stacking
And be done
Tucking away insulation
Fixing windows
Sharpening every tool
The happy moment
Is there are still
Small grasshoppers
In the slip of meadow
That it is 28 degrees
At 7 this morning
And I wash your hair
In one bucket of
Strong spring water —
There is nothing like it
from Where Rivers Meet, Bob Arnold
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Friday, June 25, 2010
SONIC YOUTH
(Kim Gordon & Thurston Moore)
JAMES TENNEY
JAMES TENNEY
What do you get when you bond two sonic and tonal mavericks together?
~ lend your ears.
Sonic Youth have been jamming, performing, busting into smaller groups and headlines and re-grouping like a force of nature since 1981. I've seen smaller portions of the group play in a bar and even a church.
Electronic and computer composer (& so much more) "James Tenney" (1934-2006) is the answer given by John Cage when he was asked in 1989 who he would study with if he were young.
~ lend your ears.
Sonic Youth have been jamming, performing, busting into smaller groups and headlines and re-grouping like a force of nature since 1981. I've seen smaller portions of the group play in a bar and even a church.
Electronic and computer composer (& so much more) "James Tenney" (1934-2006) is the answer given by John Cage when he was asked in 1989 who he would study with if he were young.
JAMES TENNEY
SONIC YOUTH
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