Posts Tagged ‘ silence ’

Film Review: “The Better Angels”

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Braydon Denney in “The Better Angels,” by A. J. Edwards. Credit Amplify

“The Better Angels” Film Review

As Clear As Cloud by Yoko Tawada | Asymptote

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    Illustration by Cody Cobb

“I was locked up in solitary confinement on the side of a sea cliff for many years. The only things I could speak with were the waves, the wind, and the trees. Not even the birds would say anything to me.”  – Yoko Tawada

As Clear As Cloud | Asymptote

Arts of the Possible: Adrienne Rich on Writing, Capitalism, Freedom, and How Silence Fertilizes the Human Imagination | Brain Pickings

Rich begins by considering the perilous interplay of the market and the mind in capitalist culture:

Arts of the Possible: Adrienne Rich on Writing, Capitalism, Freedom, and How Silence Fertilizes the Human Imagination | Brain Pickings.

Issa’s Untidy Hut: Goran Gatalica & Olivier Schofer: Wednesday Haiku, #212

Photo of a Jackdaw (member of the Crow family)  by Jyrki Salmi
 


the Blue crow
brings morning silence
with its wings

– Goran Gatalica

Issa’s Untidy Hut: Goran Gatalica & Olivier Schofer: Wednesday Haiku, #212.

Interfacing the Anthropocene Part III | FOP

Untitled (Human Mask) (2014), Film. (Courtesy the artist; Hauser & Wirth, London; Marian Goodman Gallery, New York; Esther Schipper, Berlin; Anna Lena, Paris, © Pierre Huyghe)

一期一会

that is,

Ichi-go ichi-e, or “each moment is always once-in-a-lifetime”. – Wikipedia

Interfacing the Anthropocene Part III | FOP.

Notes Toward a New Language: Holes: On Marguerite Duras : Cynthia Cruz : Harriet the Blog : The Poetry Foundation

Marguerite Duras

Notes Toward a New Language: Holes: On Marguerite Duras : Cynthia Cruz : Harriet the Blog : The Poetry Foundation.

What Memoir Can Do That Poetry Can’t by Tracy K Smith ‹ Literary Hub

 Tracy K. Smith

What Memoir Can Do That Poetry Can’t ‹ Literary Hub.

Songliness, a haibun by Donna Fleischer | contemporary haibun online

Songliness

On this chill, grey streak afternoon, a triangle of robins appears near the rim of the French window where I sit, try to write, end up seeing only them, their fresh concentration on a wild red clover field. Every eye tilted for movement, sound, vibration.

There had been only minutes of raindrops, the kind one can count. Not enough to raise any earthworms. Yet there they stand staring at the ground. Their lives depend upon getting enough calories to sleep somewhere through the cold night and wake up with the sun, begin again. Our human tasks, by comparison, with diamond drill complicate, frack, pollute, radiate the sucked dry honeycombs.

These days I write much the same way. Bore into white paper sheet, computer screen, topographic font, spacebands, contour, hoping to bring to surface something necessary felt there

open window,

with Mompou’s song

morning birds join in

– Donna Fleischer
contemporary haibun online 9:3 October 2013

 

What we Talked About At ISA: Embracing Indecision – Free Improvisation and Ethics as Action | The Disorder Of Things

Piano+ set up – Sebastian Lexer

What we Talked About At ISA: Embracing Indecision – Free Improvisation and Ethics as Action | The Disorder Of Things.

The World of Man by Ono Tozaburo (人間の土地 / 小野十三郎) | Entry No. 1

The World of Man by Ono Tozaburo (人間の土地 / 小野十三郎)

A light came on
in the evening mist.
Musashino’s boundless sea.

It gives us
enough hope to go on living.

About ten years ago, a sunset just like this one.
I was wearing the same outfit
standing on the Ikebukuro Tojo platform.

A year of death and darkness.
I looked all around me, but no one was there.
I called out in a loud voice, but no one answered.

A silence fell over Tokyo
Comrades.
Friends
I hadn’t heard from anyone
and I didn’t know if they were alive or dead.

I feel like I was here then as well
in the evening mist, watching this light
blink on.

The World of Man by Ono Tozaburo (人間の土地 / 小野十三郎) | Entry No. 1.