Saturday, February 13, 2021

SEE & HEAR ~




 




JOHN HAINES (1958-1960) ~

 




Two Poems After Li Po



I — Conversation


If you ask me why

I live here on

this lonely hillside


I will smile and say:


The autumn leaves

drift on the moving

water, and

the world of men

is far away.


II — Quiet Night


Moonlight spills

across the bed,

outside the frost

is deepening.


I lie awake and

watch the changing

shadows, thinking

of the lonely earth.




A Letter


                  after Li Chang-yin


I will not ask you

what we know too well,

the heart has

its own intelligence.


I lower the flame in the lamp

by the snowbound window

and let the moonlight in.


Two thousand miles away

you have said goodbye,

and there is no returning.




After Chu Yuan



With you

I will go down

to the river

and bathe in a quiet pool.


I will dry your hair

in the sun

singing a little,

facing the quiet wind.


With you

I will climb the slope

of evening,

warmed and content,

thinking of home.



________________

John Haines

Of Your Passage, O Summer

Limberlost Press, 2004




Friday, February 12, 2021

LIVINGSTON SUITE ~

 




from Livingston Suite



Maybe I'm wrong. After years of practice

I learned to see as a bird but I refuse

to do it now, not wanting to find the body.

I traveled east to our cabin in Michigan

where I learned that my Zen master, Kobun

Chino Sensei, drowned in a cold lake trying to save

his three-year-old daughter who also drowned.

I make nothing of this but my mind suddenly

rises far upward and I see Kobun in his black

robes struggling in the water and he becomes

a drowning raven who then frees himself for flight,

his daughter on the lake's bottom rising to join him.

What could the vision mean but a gift? I said

maybe I'm wrong. The Resurrection is fatally correct.



__________________

Jim Harrison

Livingston Suite

Limberlost Press, 2005






Wednesday, February 10, 2021

AN INTERVIEW WITH BOB ARNOLD BY MUSIC ARTIST JOSHUA BURKETT

 

An interview with Bob Arnold

by music artist Joshua Burkett


Best read on PDF:

  View as a PDF ~



                                                                    


Tuesday, February 9, 2021

S. CLAY WILSON ~

 


Tim Forcade


S. CLAY WILSON 




Riot In Cell Block Number Seven (1977)




Monday, February 8, 2021

POETS WHO SLEEP #37 ~



P O E T S     W H O     S L E E P


______________________



                                           drawn & scribed by Bob Arnold

























Sunday, February 7, 2021

ELDER CHARLES BECK ~

 



Elder Charles Beck from Mobile, Alabama was a popular gospel singer, evangelist and multi-instrumentalist. He started his career in the 1920s working as pianist with Rev. D.C. Rice and started his solo career in 1937 with an early recording of Thomas Dorsey's great composition "Precious Lord" 



Friday, February 5, 2021

JANINE POMMY VEGA ~

 


 Today is

Janine Pommy Vega's

Birthday

( 1942- 2010 )

and this

Spring

we will celebrate

Janine

with a

new book of

vintage

poems —

watch this

post

for

details ~

Happy

Birthday !

Janine

__________



drawing by bob arnold




Thursday, February 4, 2021

Wednesday, February 3, 2021

RE-READING ELSE LASKER-SCHULER ~

 



My edition of Concert (Konzert in German)

has for its front cover, naturally, one of Franz Marc's

wondrous postcard paintings which the artist sent to

Lasker-Schuler almost monthly over the years 1912-14.

Marc would perish in WW I at Verdun as a soldier in 1916,

one year after another of the author's associates,

the poet Georg Trakl, took his life after the horrendous

battle of Grodek. Misery traveled with Else Lasker-Schuler

whether the death of her beloved mother and brother Paul, and even her

only child, also Paul, from an ill-fated marriage, and still in

Concert we receive a dulcet style of stories, essays, dream-state

vignettes. It was one of the last books published by a Jew before

the rise of the Third Reich. Lasker-Schuler was out of Germany before

Hitler clearly showed his face, and wandering, wandering, eventually settling

elderly and unevenly in Palestine, struggling with the language and never

quite coming to terms with where she was and the Palestine of her dreams.

She would die of heart failure in 1945 after publishing her last book of

poems, My Blue Piano (Mein Blaues Klavier). In 1952

Gottfried Benn declared Lasker-Schuler "the greatest

poetess Germany ever had."

Poetry sails through her prose.


[ BA ]






Monday, February 1, 2021

POETS WHO SLEEP #36 ~

P O E T S     W H O     S L E E P


______________________



                                           drawn & scribed by Bob Arnold


Sunday, January 31, 2021

RE-READING LYLE GLAZIER ~





" You be Harry Glazier's boy, bean't ye?"

 

Sugaring Off


Easter vacation

  he tramps the Gutter Road

      from Gramp's to Uncle Maurice's

  where the whole family's sugaring


Lynn and Orman and Calvin

  trip metal caps off buckets

      under spiles

  draining the sugar bush


Merle bossing the gathering,

  tub slewing, team

      straining, bobsled runners

  grating on a ledge


Perry shoves another slab

  in the firebox

     "a gallon to the barrel, boys,

  get a move on!"

      Maurice tips the dipper, testing


In the kitchen Aunt Pluma

  boils down a batch for

      fancy sugar cakes:

  stars, hearts, scaled fish


Loyce and Thelma spoon snow

  from a dishpan into ie pie plates

      the thick glaze pulls at the fork

  "a little goes a long ways"



_________________________

Lyle Glazier

Prefatory Lyrics

Coffee House Press, 1991



___________________________________


It was the poet and editor Cid Corman

who had the great ear and tenacity to

promote, publish and persevere

so many fine back country poets —

be it Gary Snyder's early book of poems

Riprap, or Lorine Niedecker's entire workbook,

Theodore Enslin's musical memory, and gone into

the bushes forgotten Lyle Glazier's tramps in the sugar bush,

and this is a mere touching of the Corman radiance.

So few could restore that moment of lyrical movement

and visual care as Lyle Glazier works his tablet in

Prefatory Lyrics.


[ BA ]





Saturday, January 30, 2021

STAN BRAKHAGE ~

 



Another one from my little books bookcase —
ideal and still easy enough to find a copy,
a few bucks used, and neat leathery
feel cloth, brought forth from
Harvey Brown's Frontier Press —
you can almost smell the past!
Stan Brakhage writing as if an
open letter his loves and lumber
about making film.
Reads closely, Brakhage
always gives more than he's asked.

[ BA ]