5th Annual NAPOMO 30/30/30 :: Day 2 :: Jacklyn Janeksela on Airea Dee Matthews & Rasheed Copeland :: Words to Shake a Cradle, A Nation
[box]It's hard to believe this year is our FIFTH annual 30/30/30 series, and that when this month is over we will have seeded and scattered ONE HUNDRED and FIFTY of these love-letters, these stories of gratitude and memory, into the world.
[box]It's hard to believe that today's post marks the first of our FIFTH annual 30/30/30 series, and that when this month is over we will have seeded and scattered ONE HUNDRED and FIFTY of these love-letters, these stories of gratitude
[script_teaser]And on the eleventh day, God created the Chris Toll.[/script_teaser][textwrap_image align="right"]http://www.theoperatingsystem.org/wp-content/uploads/2015/04/Screen-Shot-2015-04-27-at-12.03.46-PM.png[/textwrap_image] And on the fourteenth day, God destroyed him. Such was the brevity of his national spotlight, which was made possible when Adam Robinson’s Publishing Genius Press issued Toll’s principle collection, The
4th Annual NAPOMO 30/30/30 :: Day 24 :: The Difference Between the Nautical & Geographical Mile :: Joe Pan on Denis Johnson
[line]I find it difficult to discuss Denis Johnson with any real authority, not because I don’t have anything to say regarding his consummate ability to describe the human traits that render fictional characters three-dimensional, but because Denis Johnson is the
Much—much—has been written on Paul Celan, one of those writers around whom there exists a thick and (at times) stultifying mantle of commentary. I’m going to stab at a personal reflection here, though I may be inclined to borrow ideas
SUBJECT LINE: UNSENT TO Z___ 3/1/15 1:00 PM dear z___- i know that we really just met and maybe things have been a little intense over that extremely short time period, but i have to say i really like spending time with
4th Annual NAPOMO 30/30/30 :: Day 14 :: Managing Editor Lynne DeSilva-Johnson on Alice Notley's 'Culture of One'
[line] [superquote] Nothing occurs by chance, Marie thinks. Not in my life. I walk inside a lucent force, and I project it too — No, she doesn’t think this. She thinks, Nothing’s been an accident, but there’s no name for what’s in charge. People, being
Reading Joshua Mehigan's collections The Optimist (2004) and Accepting the Disaster (2014), I was struck by the understated, low-key way in which the author delivered the most impactful passages in his poems, causing them to go straight to the reader’s
[articlequote]Then experience is revelation, because plants and people have in their cells particles of light that can become coherent, that radiate out physically and also with the creativity of metaphor, as in a beam of light holographically, i.e. by intuition,
[box]notes from my conversation with fernando pessoa, poet: never does a hand hold another without being held at that same moment. we forget poetry, and this is our fault. we invent gods to compensate, and that's ok too. we stumble