"I'M THE ONE " (Annette Peacock) ~

BRAZENHEAD BOOKS ~

THE NEW YORKER PRESENTS: BRAZENHEAD C'EST MOI from wonderful6,inc. on Vimeo.

M I C H A E L   S E I D E N B E R G

STEVE CANNON ~

S T E V E       C A N N O N

1935 ~ 2019




Creditphoto ~Michael Nagle for The New York Times

BOMBINO ~

BOB ARNOLD "DOE" (ARCHIVE) ~

Donald Hall was the Poetry Editor at Country Journal.

He accepted poems of mine over some years and over the

next few weeks I'll show the magazine and the poems.

My book Yokel will be shown in its entirety starting in

September.

OKLAHOMA HILLS ~

ARLO & JACK ~

EAST TEXAS RED ~

OUR LAND ~

Here is one of the finest paragraphs in the book:
“Berlin and Guthrie shared a midcentury balance of confidence without machismo, a stoicism born of deprivation, a toughness born of struggle, a steadiness that neither sought nor feared difficulty, tempered with a hope and optimism born of having survived hard times. Our patriotic songwriters who have followed them haven’t had that mix.”



R E A D      M E

Public Affairs

2013

LITTLE LABORS ~

L I T T L E     L A B O R S

PYOTR PAVLENSKY ~

“Lighting,” 2017, Paris.

CreditCapucine Henry/Associated Press

PYOTR   PAVLENSKY

“The government’s aim is to suppress or neutralize art, to reduce me to a vandal, a madman, a provocateur,” he told me earlier, “but the criminal case becomes one of the layers of the artwork, the portal through which you enter and see the mechanisms of power exposed.”

 — PAVLENSKY

TELEX ~

GREATEST HITS ~

THE CIVIL WAR (MATMOS) ~

READ ME ~

In Patriarchy No One Can Hear You Scream: Rebecca Solnit on Jeffrey Epstein and the Silencing Machine

DUY DOAN ~

Rickshaw Boy






The man I pulled tonight

carried a load of books.



When I felt him watching

me uphill, I grimaced.



He gave me lunar

cakes the size



of two camel humps.

When I answered him,



I smiled to his face.

He wore the moonlight



in his specs. Pant

seams clean as the embroidery



work of his book covers.

One cannot grow rich



without a bit of cleverness.

Should I have shown



him the secret of my deft

touch? The Circling Moon,



the Graceful Swan? How East

Wind beats West Wind



if other two winds say so?

Snow falls on cedars.






____________________


Duy Doan
We Play A Game
Yale, 2018

EARTHLY SIGNS ~

[ On a second reading

and finding the cloth edition from Yale

I find this an even more powerful reading from Tsvetaeva

as well as a lively translation and revealing

portrait of the Russian poet by Jamey Gambrell ]

BOB ARNOLD (ARCHIVE) ~

MARIE PONSOT ~

MARIE PONSOT

1921-2019

Old Mama Saturday

BY MARIE PONSOT

“Saturday’s child must work for a living.”

“I’m moving from Grief  Street.

Taxes are high here

though the mortgage’s cheap.

The house is well built.

With stuff to protect, that

mattered to me,

the security.

These things that I mind,

you know, aren’t mine.

I mind minding them.

They weigh on my mind.

I don’t mind them well.

I haven’t got the knack

of  kindly minding.

I say Take them back

but you never do.

When I throw them out

it may frighten you

and maybe me too.

                 Maybe

it will empty me

too emptily

and keep me here

asleep, at sea

under the guilt quilt,

under the you tree.”

From Springing: New and Selected Poems by Marie Ponsot, copyright © 2002 by Marie Ponsot. Used by permission of Alfred A. Knopf, a division of Random House, Inc. Any third party use of this material, outside of this publication, is prohibited. Interested parties must apply directly to Random House, Inc. for permission.

See more at The Poetry Foundation

MY FAVORITE PICTURE OF YOU ~