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looks ahead to whatever,/ feels nothing

6 Apr

creeleylost

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and whatever is said/ in the world, or forgotten,/ or not said, makes a form.

3 Apr

thefinger

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Teach us to sit still.

2 Apr

TSE

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first fallen dogwood blossom. and Calvino.

28 Mar

calvino328

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From the Winter 2013 Issue: Lake Story. Melissa Squires.

28 Mar

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writing poems on walls: composing in the moment

26 Mar

We thought we were watching Sentrock spray some words, a line of a poem, on his wall.

And then it became a little more than that.

(Thank you Sent.)

(from the Stay Fly mural process mediaessay)

 

 

 

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this is a poem

25 Mar

this is a poem

some residue of visual emotion (Virginia Woolf on cinema)

7 Mar

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Yet if so much of our thinking and feeling is connected with seeing, some residue of visual emotion which is of no use to either painter or to poet may still await the cinema. That such symbols will be quite unlike the real objects which we see before us seems highly probable. Something abstract, something which moves with controlled and conscious art, something which calls for the very slightest help from words or music to make itself intelligible, yet justly uses them subserviently — of such movements and abstractions the films may, in time to come, be composed. Then, indeed, when some new symbol for expressing thought is found, the film-maker has enormous riches at his command. The exactitude of reality and its surprising power of suggestion are to be had for the asking.
–Virginia Woolf, The Cinema (1926)

… what happens at the emergence from the earth’s crust or the grass’s scar and how this is mastered

5 Mar

 

What I am undertaking … is an attempt to develop a typology from a frog’s perspective. What interests me is how a building rises from the ground; how the architect begins; how he anchors himself in the ground, how he supports himself on it while at the same time he displaces it; what happens at the emergence from the earth’s crust or the grass’s scar and how this is mastered.

—  Adolf Max Vogt, from Le Corbusier, the Noble Savage: Towards an Archaeology of Modernism

 

Lake St. Clair. two views.

3 Mar

edgereflect

Badger, Party of 7

HOMESCHOOLING MOTHER OF 5, ALL THINGS DOMESTIC, MY CRAZY LIFE

james (w) moore

poems, and the poet who poems them

BREVITY's Nonfiction Blog

(Somewhat) Daily News from the World of Literary Nonfiction

Vinita Words

It's always about writing...

David J. Bauman

Co-author of Mapping the Valley

MarLa Sink Druzgal

Freelance Creative Professional

Beth Gilstrap

Writer * Reader * Editor

Anthony Wilson

Lifesaving Poems

momoby

Just another WordPress.com site

UnIambic

(The poetry blog of Grant Clauser)

Guernica / A Magazine of Art & Politics

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Largehearted Boy

a roominghouse for the servants of the duende