AGING WELL
keep it like a succor
Having that Monk’s feeling today. Or was it yesterday? “That’s My Girl” came on. Today, in a time lapse, discover The Fall’s Re-Mit is out. Listening now.
WHY DON’T YOU TRY SOME OF IT YOURSELF
By which he ostensibly means pizza.
Anyway, the Monks (the The Monks?) feeling is back on track two, and track three seals it. We are here and there, as John Peel sort of said.
Won’t try to process on first listen, but wanted to leave a record, a first impression.
MES dialing through the last 13 albums or so. Happily.
DEPTH (/DEATH) DOES NOT EXIST
My first book, Burial, is now available from Tarpaulin Sky Press, just in time for summer vacation!
Set in the mind of a narrator who is grieving the loss of her father, who conflates her hotel room with the morgue, and who encounters characters that may or may not exist, Burial is a…
“catastrophe. She is / innocent and filled with / mood like a very tough / experimental baby”
—Anne Carson, red doc>
Get ready to ROCK ENROLL at UnderAcademy College!
FIRST nasturtiums ALBUM IN 6 YEARS FEATURING
WEARETHEMIGHTYNASTURTIUMS (0:52)
HAIRTODAY / MECHANICALARM (16:46)
POWER (7:34)
ONEMORETHENWEGOHOTTUBBIN (8:37)
Well, for me a poem is probably hardly ever an expression of what I might consider an inner voice. When I brought up that question, it was as an abstract query. When I write poems, probably not for a good 25 years have I had a sense of it being in relationship to an inner voice. It was letting go of that idea that helped me get to the point where the poems I was writing had some sort of complexity that sustained my interest in writing as a practice.
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