(Photo: Aristotle, manuscript miscellany of philosophical writings, mainly texts by Aristotle (Greek) Rome, 1457. Cod. Phil. gr. 64, fol. 8v, Austrian National Library. Austrian National Library, unknown author.) Read Parts 15-16 here “monologue / Is the death of language” The fancy word is “intersubjectivity.” We become the selves we are (to the extent . . .
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I wanted to build a boat and launch for Amsterdam.Foxtrot on the upper deck in a moon-spangled frock.I wanted to hold the sky like a bowl, smudge the clouds.Bring a sentence to its knees. I moved to a spit of land on the coast.Lit a hurricane lamp in the window. Lined my . . .
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Last year a lonely possum crept into my bed. This possum has problems: booze, Benzos, Oxy, you name it. He’ll snort, smoke, or pop pretty much anything. He can’t pay his rent, but he’s good in the sack. At night he tickles the inside of my thighs with his whiskers till I . . .
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Against Orthodoxies Photo: Piet Mondrian, Composition with Red, Yellow, Blue, and Black, 1921, oil on canvas, 59.5 cm x 59.5 cm.[1] I discovered George Orwell’s post-Hiroshima, early Cold War essay “Politics and the English Language” as I prepared to enter a doctoral program in dance.[2] It taught me that original thinking was going to . . .
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Join us Thursday, December 10, at 8pm Eastern Time for our free Virtual Gathering of Native American Voices. With Theodore C. Van Alst, Jr., Elise Paschen, Toni Jensen, and Tacey M. Atsitty, moderated by Laura Furlan, the reading will hand over the mic to contemporary Indigenous voices, rather than cosplay Pilgrims, during the . . .
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(Photo: Francisco José de Goya y Lucientes – The sleep of reason produces monsters (No. 43), from Los Caprichos) Read Part 14 here “Nightmare leaves fatigue” Exhausted by the stresses of pandemic, racial reckoning, a nail-biter of an election on which hinged the question of whether something like democracy continues or we slide on into . . .
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My friend Julia wanted to bask in fame, or wear it in her hair like a dragonfly wing, or maybe roll in it like a dog. Wouldn’t it be easier, I said, to just shake Fame’s craggy hand? I meant the poet, who had just finished reading. This happened at a snooty . . .
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On the Intolerable in Dance Photo: Marcha Ni una menos, Buenos Aires, 2018 I recently saw Angelin Preljocaj’s Rite of Spring (2001) on film. This was the latest of many ballets staged by the French choreographer from the repertoire of the Ballets Russes. Earlier Preljocaj had offered the world his Le Spectre de la Rose, L’Oiseau . . .
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(Photo: Bengt Ekeroth and Max von Sydow in The Seventh Seal, 1957. © Svensk Filmindustri. Ingmar Bergman, director) So, is it just a game for them, with us? If you think it through, that simple idea would make their every move not simply justifiable, but impeccable. Even in the endgame, a true master . . .
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(Photo: Michael Thurston, The Underworld in Twentieth-Century Poetry. From Pound and Eliot to Heaney and Walcott. Palgrave, 2009) Read Parts 12-13 here “the triumphant cheers of the lost souls” Circles and cycles, accidents and underworlds, elections and mandates and slight tardiness. All of these shape the fourteenth section of Autumn Journal, as MacNeice reports on . . .
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