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Monthly archive October, 2010

Kate Greenstreet on the tiniest feckles of rain

I have blogged about Greenstreet on several occasions which you can find here. Things get complicated with Greenstreet. Her poems lay flat, then suddenly do a 360, as if the poet has seen her tail out of the corner of the poem and can’t resist. Of course why resist the flicker of one’s own thought?...

I’m not pretty.

Posted by Lizy Mostowski.

Pulled off my shelves #6: “O, though I love what others do abhor”

Last week I discussed authors who craft their work entirely through erasure—erasing the majority of another writer’s oeuvre, leaving select words in place which form a new poetry. Those poets allowed a residual marker of the original poem in the placement of the remaining words—every word was located where the original author had places it;...

The Question of Appropriation or the Anxiety of Influence, in Either Case, Merely Scratching the Surface

On August 31, 2010 at 12:44 am New Orleanian wrote: In New Orleans we say We ain’t studyin’ about you On August 19, 2010 at 3:13 pm Sheera Talpaz wrote: For someone so self-righteously interested in equitability, Abe Young’s piece is wholly unjust to Ray McDaniel. In her piece, Young calls out McDaniel as a...

On Reviewing: Sonnet L’Abbé

LH: What do you think the purpose of a review is? If you also write about books on a blog, why? What does blogging let you do differently? SL: Ideally, a review condenses one knowledgeable and generous reader’s full experience of a book. By knowledgeable I mean having a sense of what constitutes quality across...

Lisa Robertson on Ari

The Slits’ bassist and lead vocalist Ari Up died of cancer on October 20 in LA, at the age of 48. The Slits blew open poetics for me in 1990. My only regret then was that I did not discover them when I was 14. This video was released the day after her death: also:...

Pulled off my shelves #5: “Compose the Holes”

In my 3rd “pulled off my shelves” column I discussed authors who produce work which consists of nothing but punctuation marks. These authors—typified by Goldsmith, Reuterswärd, Boglione and others—isolate the punctuation marks from other authors and orchestrate a new novel which consists of potentialities. Allowing slightly more text that than these minimalist gestures are the...

Quickly: Less than Tweets with George Murray

A whole lot of blogging goodness, originally uploaded by lemon hound. LH: What is the shortest aphorism in your collection? GM: (Gosh, I don’t know.) Known to man? Jesus wept? LH: What is the first aphorism you ever wrote? GM: I can’t even begint to tell you, because I kind of slid into it all....

Last Letter, Last Word

On October 11th the New Statesman printed a previously unpublished poem by Ted Hughes which discusses the last time he saw his then estranged wife Sylvia Plath alive. While poking around on the internet trying to track down the full text of the poem, I read the comments following a news article which discussed the...

Sina Queyras talks to Jeff Thompson

LH: Tell me about the idea for this project, Jeff. How did it come about? JT: The Artforum Ad Project started in 2007, inspired by the Million Dollar Homepage and similar projects. The idea was to create both a singular artwork (a random conglomeration of lots of tiny pieces) and a way for lots of people...

book review reversed

And as usual, the Book Thug chap is a perfect objet d’arte. Lick it. Love it. Read it. Wear it. Though la letter fits. (That last utterance was spousoid again, not eckhoff.) “Are there no poets with their name beginning in G?” That, and it’s a pleasurable read. Sometimes I get frustrated by conceptual works,...

Friday Find

On Sunday. Very funny. Smart. Check him out.

Three slices of Atlanta Pride

Steve McCaffery’s Selected

One of the more impressive, and necessary volumes to come out of the excellent WLU Series, McCaffery’s selected (one of my few regrets about Open Field is not including McCaffery). Perhaps for the new edition. In any case, here’s a little blurb from the afterward for your consideration: I’ve always retained from my reading of...

Pulled off my shelves #4: “Besides, it’s always other people who die”

In my most recent “Pulled off my shelves” column I discussed poems and novels written without the use of any letters or words; those novels which consist entirely of punctuation. The writers eschew letters believing that they could be as convincing with only the skeleton of communication Are you a writer if you refuse words...

Nelson Henricks

I offer up one of Nelson Henricks videos for your perusal. This one inspired by the writing of Virginia Woolf. This is a writer very much responding to, if not directly engaging to, a textual practice. Images as ways of taking account. Or counting down as he does in this video. Henricks has a show...

Inside Us: Poetry Scene’s Insidious Manlove: Case Study

What the fuck? Here’s the deal: I like men. I like women. I am in love with several men; not any sexy love… not yet. I am in love with several women; not any sexy love, either… not yet. But there are major differences in how I perform my loves for men and women, which...

The Quick Hand of Bok….

Here’s one response to Mr. Bok I can get behind.

Friday Find

Oh, it’s a long and time honored tradition, that of watching the women fight. Here’s some amazing footage from Thomas Edison, in 1901. I bet this is why the film camera was invented.Thanks to Celyn Harding-Jones for the link.

Pulled off my shelves #3: “There are some punctuations that are interesting and there are some punctuations that are not.”

In the various anthologies and publications of concrete and visual poetry I have piling up, its not particularly surprising to find visual poets who are intrigued by the graphic possibilities of punctuation. A few quick Canadian visual poetry examples include David Aylward’s Typescapes (Toronto: Coach House Press, 1967); Sha(u)nt Basmajian’s Boundaries Limits and Space (Toronto:...

Rewriting History: Radical Medievalism

Conceptual writers spend a lot of time defending writing that is done through a recontextualization or recombination of source texts. Lyric, neo-Romantic, free-verse poetry has become so prevalent that writers who look to other texts rather than their own internal emotional experiences for inspiration or subject matter often face a barrage of criticism as though...

Melissa Bull: Two Poems, Six Questions

EDISTO In the truck my roast pink mother floats in a piggy nightgown from the Piggly-Wiggly. She’s drinking piña colada. I’ve got corn mash or some kind of corny nosto-industrialized moonshine tourist trap rubbing alcohol. Gag. Bought our bottles at the package store across the marsh crawling with crabs big as silver dollars. Creeping marsh....

Lisa Robertson reads from her translations of Michelle Bernstein

via Voice Box.

Oh my

We interrupt the mundane world to bring you Yoko Ono and Lady Gaga…

Toronto Walking; My Vancouver

Recently returned from a brief jaunt to Toronto, which has me thinking about walking cities and psychogeography, and my own obsession with the poetics of the urban landscape. I am always seeking to characterize & form a relationship with the city I am in, always checking street signs, counting critters, committing frottage on the buildings....