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abandonedbuildings: after Pasolini 1

 

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A New Translation of “The Tale of Genji” – The New Yorker

The main thing required of a noble gentleman in Heian Japan was a sense of style. Seducing another man’s wife could be forgiven; a bad poem, clumsy handwriting, or the wrong perfume could not.CREDIT

DETAIL: “YÛGAO, ILLUSTRATION TO CHAPTER 4 OF GENJI MONOGATARI” (C. 1650) / HARVARD ART MUSEUMS

A New Translation of “The Tale of Genji” – The New Yorker.

Sam Harris on the Paradox of Meditation and How to Stretch Our Capacity for Everyday Self-Transcendence | Brain Pickings

Sam Harris on the Paradox of Meditation and How to Stretch Our Capacity for Everyday Self-Transcendence | Brain Pickings.

The Illusion of Light: Exhibition at Palazzo Grassi explores light as a fundamental part of art

 

Bertrand Lavier’s “Ifafa III” as part of “The Illusion of Light” exhibition at Palazzo Grassi in Venice. The show will run from April 13, 2014 till December 31, 2014. AFP PHOTO / GIUSEPPE CACACE.


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WILLIAM BRONK: BURSTS OF LIGHT: THE COLLECTED LATER POEMS / Galatea Resurrects #19 (A Poetry Engagement)

Bronk_William600_300_405William Bronk ~ Galatea Resurrects #19 (A Poetry Engagement)

Chris Hedges: The S&M Election – Chris Hedges’ Columns – Truthdig

Chris Hedges: The S&M Election – Chris Hedges’ Columns – Truthdig.

How to Dispel Your Illusions by Freeman Dyson / The New York Review of Books

American bomber being prepared at Royal Air Force base, Great Britain, for raid of occupied France, 1942. Robert Capa/International Center of Photography/Magnum Photos

 How to Dispel Your Illusions – Thinking, Fast and Slow / NY Review of Books

 

The #Occupy Wall Street Poetry Anthology

Juhani Tikkanen

Juhani Tikkanen (English version)

the lit match sputters in

dark water

long

enough

to hear

stone

move

Donna Fleischer
#Occupy Wall Street Poetry Anthology, Week 7


Sytytetty tulitikku sihisee

         tummassa vedessä 

         tarpeeksi
         pitkään 
         kuulla
         kiven 
         liikkuvan

Donna Fleischer
#Occupy Wall Street Poetry Anthology, Week 7
Juhani Tikkanen, Finnish translation
Juhani Tikkanen

 It is an honor to join with all people of the Occupation movement worldwide, particularly with those who took occupation of Zuccotti Park, NYC on September 17, 2011 and with my homies of #OccupyHartfordCT at Turning Point Park, Hartford, who continue to re-vision place as locus of permaculture, including people’s lives, now renamed Liberty Park. Words are vital.

American philosopher Judith Butler traveled from California to the site of the Occupation to speak with people there and she said: “We would not be here if elected officials were representing the popular will. We stand apart from the electoral process and its complicities with exploitation.  We sit and stand and move and speak, as we can, as the popular will, the one that electoral democracy has forgotten and abandoned. But we are here, and remain here, enacting the phrase, “we the people.””

Poetry enlivens. It crashes the party of illusion that is marketing’s game. Poetry is the taproot to the real mystery at the transept of living&dying, of the individual and the communal. So to have in existence an ongoing poetry anthology that includes all poets’ voices and provides accessibility to all is a mainstay of this Occupation. Every day I am humbled by the people of this movement.

Today I was surprised to learn that poet Juhani Tikkanen had translated my poem contribution to the anthology into Finnish. This too is an honor and I am appreciative. ~ yours truly, df

Past All Traps by Don Wentworth / a word pond review

 

Past All Traps  by Don Wentworth, a chapbook of poems and his long-awaited first, gets through most traps we set for ourselves. It reads scroll-like without beginning, middle or end: inbreath, outbreath rhythm, wave, dunk, stroke, kick, jump, startle, pause. In the Introduction, Carl Mayfield writes, “Wentworth embraces what he finds in this split second we call living, in the moment that is sometimes like a knot on a string — you feel the bump but the string goes on.” An epigraph by Amy Ergler picks it up:

jesus christ, wentworth,
your lame goddamn poetry
annoys me like fuck.

These are sometimes aphoristic, back and forth messages in a bottle, call and response poems between this world and the next, clear as a muddy bell; of our multifarious, even changeling American culture, split at the seams, and of  this earthly sphere wobbling in the void. The poet’s voice  graveled with some serious misgivings like those who lived through New Orleans and The Great Japan Earthquake of 2011, still sings for its supper, as fine a song as the hototogisu, as tender a warble as that Baltimore oriole down in Louisianna. He laughs us out of our ego rubble into being one with an immeasurable joy that Joseph Campbell knew in a voice that sounds with the ancient and the postmodern. So many fine ones to share. Hold open your hands.

my little legs waving
in the air, my little legs –
& all your little legs, too.

**

November cherry blossom –
what was I thinking?

**

Stop counting syllables,
start counting the dead.

**

 

Not one pigeon on the wrong side of the roof.

 

**

More must be taken away, less said –
the blue morning glory
before dawn.

**

Everywhere,
the barber’s floor is covered
with spring.

 

Donna Fleischer
for word pond 

Past All Traps may be purchased online at Issa’s Untidy Hut.

Our Lives Are Just Fictions / Adbusters Culturejammer

Our Lives Are Just Fictions | Adbusters Culturejammer Headquarters.