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first day of school

how quietly

a bird lands

by Robert Witmer

Acorn, No. 35, Fall 2015

Source: Daily Haiku: Sept. 25, 2016 | Charlotte Digregorio’s Writer’s Blog

late summer…
gathering every little bit
of sweetness

Source: pollen baskets by tom clausen | tom clausen

18 September: Aries

Some say the night fell like an empire
Some rodeo rider
The neverending time before the deli opens

Let me reincarnate into a deli cat
Or subway rat let me never leave this place
And see my country again

Could’ve milked my
Sleep for cash
In the window the birds chirp

Same as in the porn I’m watching
The universe frotting and edging
Against nothing

To live alone
Woken by cars fucking
And listen to the microwave winds

Tears a blazin
And so very happy
Haven’t gone to sleep since last I was happy

So technically it’s still
Same old night we met
The crispy one I was born

Back when we were dinosaur and wore
Water of the Mountain
I didn’t have pussy yet

Just a wooden hole for sounds

Ana Božičević
Art History

Ana Božičević writes poetry, like the Lambda Award winning Rise in the Fall and the forthcoming Joy of Missing Out (Birds LLC), and works & teaches at BHQFU in NYC.

Following an inquiry into contemporary American poetry, the work of eleven authors will collide with the visual and performative output of as many artists. Throughout the evening, by way of a summoning of the text, the concealment of sense will disclose itself as one of the manifold peculiarities of poetry. This is the first of a series of iterations. Its second gathering will be played out on November 25th.

Source: NERO MAGAZINE » IDIOLETTA at O’ in Milan

Allan Greenier. “Cowboy,” ink on paper

Allan Greenier. “Smiling Politician,” 12-color serigraph

The exhibition closes October 31, 2016.

Source: Westville Library Makes Space For Artists | New Haven Independent

Albert Camus.

Albert Camus.The myth is tenacious: an unknown writer on the verge of international fame, not suspecting that the scattered pages on his or her desk will become that miracle, a first published novel and a passport to glory. From March to May 1940, Albert Camus was that man, finishing a draft of the book he… Read More »

Source: Walking Camus’s Paris