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Translated by Merryn Williams
If I die,
leave the balcony open.
The child is eating oranges.
(From my balcony I see him.)
The harvester scythes the wheat.
(From my balcony I hear him.)
If I die,
leave the balcony open!
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For no particular reason. Just enjoying life, tonight.
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Librettist needed for operetta project (General)
Date: 2009-09-28, 10:24AM PDT
Reply to: gigs-kx4wz-1396463358@craigslist.org
ASCAP composer seeks librettist for collaboration on an original operetta concept.
Libretto experience preferred, but poetry and/or dramaturgical background also acceptable.
Enthusiasm, versatility, and imaginativeness a must.
Familiarity with Broadway and operatic idioms recommended.
Enjoyment of "cult classic" science fiction, horror, and/or dystopian cinema also preferred.
Project seeks to fuse the so-called "New Wave/Neo-Romantic movement" of American opera and musical theatre ("Dead Man Walking", "Harvey Milk", "Little Women"/ "Sweeney Todd", "Wicked") with the idioms of the cinematic styles mentioned above (see the work of George Romero, John Carpenter, David Cronenberg and Roger Corman, among others) to create a truly engaging new work for a new generation of operagoers.
CA [California] residence not required, as most collaboration will likely take place via email, etc.
* Location: General
* it's NOT ok to contact this poster with services or other commercial interests
* Compensation: Project is speculative, however, any eventual profits/fees will be divided as close to 50/50 as possible.
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| 2009-09-08 14:21 |
| Poetry, Granta, and STOP SMILING present A Celebration of Literary Chicago |
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Poetry, Granta, and STOP SMILING present
A Celebration of Literary Chicago
CHICAGO – The Poetry Foundation announces that Chicago literary institutions Poetry and STOP SMILING will join with UK-based journal Granta to celebrate the launch of Granta's special Chicago-themed fall issue. The event will feature readings by contributors to both Poetry and Granta and will debut previously unpublished poems by native Chicagoan James Schuyler, with Granta editor John Freeman offering an introduction. David Trinidad, a friend of Schuyler's, will speak briefly about the poet's life and work and read a selection of his poems forthcoming in Poetry and Granta. Chicago poets Reginald Gibbons, Anne Winters, and Diego Báez will also read. A reception follows.
What: A Celebration of Literary Chicago: featuring Reginald Gibbons, Anne Winters, and Diego Báez, with David Trinidad reading previously unpublished work by James Schuyler. A reception follows the reading.
When: Tuesday, September 15, 7:00 to 9:00 p.m.
Where: Stop Smiling Storefront, 1371 North Milwaukee Avenue, Chicago
Admission is free and open to the public.
Diego Báez received a bachelor's degree in English from Illinois Wesleyan University and is currently pursuing his MFA at Rutgers University–Newark. His poetry and criticism appear in Poemeleon, Growler, The Ampersand Review, and The Little White Poetry Journal.
Reginald Gibbons's most recent book of poems is Creatures of a Day (2008), a finalist for the 2008 National Book Award. His new translations of Sophocles, Selected Poems: Odes and Fragments (2008), won the Soeurette Diehl Fraser translation award from the Texas Institute of Letters. His new book, Slow Trains Overhead: Chicago Poems and Stories, will be published in 2010. Gibbons teaches at Northwestern University.
James Schuyler was a preeminent figure in the celebrated New York School of poets. After World War II he made his way to Italy, where he served for a time as W.H. Auden's secretary. His books include three novels, A Nest of Ninnies (written with John Ashbery), Alfred and Guinevere, and What's For Dinner, as well as numerous volumes of poetry.
David Trinidad received his MFA from Brooklyn College and has taught at Rutgers University, the New School, and Princeton University. His collection Plasticville (2000) was a finalist for the Lenore Marshall Poetry Prize of the Academy of American Poets. Trinidad teaches at Columbia College Chicago, where he co-founded the literary journal Court Green.
Anne Winters is on the faculty at the University of Illinois at Chicago. Her books include The Displaced of Capital; The Key to the City, which was nominated for the National Book Critics Circle Award; and Salamander: Selected Poetry of Robert Marteau, winner of Poetry's Jacob Glatstein Translation Award. Her published poems and essays appear in the New Republic, the New Yorker, Paris Review, Poetry, and Yale Review, as well as journals in France, Canada, and Italy.
CONTACT
POETRY FOUNDATION
444 North Michigan Avenue
Chicago, IL 60611
312.787.7070
Media Contact: Anne Halsey
ABOUT THE POETRY FOUNDATION
The Poetry Foundation, publisher of Poetry magazine and one of the largest literary organizations in the world, exists to discover and celebrate the best poetry and to place it before the largest possible audience. The Poetry Foundation seeks to be a leader in shaping a receptive climate for poetry by developing new audiences, creating new avenues for delivery, and encouraging new kinds of poetry through innovative literary prizes and programs. For more information, please visit poetryfoundation.org.
ABOUT POETRY MAGAZINE
Founded in Chicago by Harriet Monroe in 1912, Poetry is the oldest monthly devoted to verse in the English-speaking world. Monroe's "Open Door" policy, set forth in Volume I of the magazine, remains the most succinct statement of Poetry's mission: to print the best poetry written today, in whatever style, genre, or approach. The magazine established its reputation early by publishing the first important poems of T.S. Eliot, Ezra Pound, Marianne Moore, Wallace Stevens, H.D., William Carlos Williams, Carl Sandburg, and other now-classic authors. In succeeding decades it has presented—often for the first time—works by virtually every major contemporary poet.
http://www.poetryfoundation.org
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Review here of Sigrun and Gudrun, a pair of long poems, written in an English approximation of Old Norse heroic metre, that attempts to reconcile certain crucial differences between the Icelandic Prose Edda and the 13th-century Volsunga Saga. It’s pretty arcane, but fortunately both Wagnerians and Tolkien fans will be at home with the basic lineaments of the story: chosen hero, dragon, obsessive personal jewellery and lashings of destiny. (Tim Martin)
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So, y'all might or might not know I'm in a breakfast club with some neighbors/old friends. I was cook today. Up at four, mostly because I had slept all I could.
What I cooked: baby yukon gold potatoes, boiled, whole, with: scrambled eggs, tomatoes (sliced) on watercress (fresh), asparagus (steamed) with red bell pepper (raw, sliced thin), orange and grapefruit (fresh, sliced thin, oh so good!). Coffee, tea, juice. mmm. Served 14 people over 1 and a half hours. Fun.
Cleaned the kitchen as I went, counters and appliances and so on, because that's how I do.
Then I listed another box of books. Got orders ready, and went down to storage to pick up the ones that needed to be filled there. Took 37 parcels to the post office! and shipped. Got home and found out I'd made a shipping error last week. Hope to hell it's only a switch- if I made a sequential labeling error or packing error on a bunch of orders, I'm a) going to be really unhappy with myself and b) be making a lot of refunds/switches/apologies. I don't think I knew I was that tired, which concerns me. Usually I know when I'm so tired I'm not paying attention. Grr. Anyway. Only time will tell. I emailed the fellow I HOPE I switched on, and can only wait until he emails back. If I messed up your order, please let me know ASAP. I want you to be happy, and my books and movies to be in their proper new homes.
Cleaned out the car.
Did laundry.
Read poetry. Listened to Lawrence Ferlinghetti on Democracy Now! (and if anyone wants the podcast but can't get it, let me know, I'll send it to you!)
Listed four more boxes of books. (Good stuff, too. Check it out. I promise not to send you the wrong thing.)
Combed the cat, watered my tiny little garden.
Chatted with two close friends in IM for a few minutes. Missed catching another one for our anniversary today, will have to catch up soon.
Had a bath, and am now in bed. it's only 9pm but it feels like tomorrow, already. Hoping to sleep for a good 5 or 6 hours, anyway.
Sleeping with the cat, 'cause the housies are away this week.
Their once-a-month housekeeper's coming in the morning- still have stuff to put away before she comes, but.. it'll wait a few hours.
Lots of love, be well, be cared for, and blessings on your heads, y'all.
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| 2009-03-25 04:25 |
| Leonard Cohen, Live in London, Concert on NPR |
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Here, and if anyone knows how to rip from NPR, would you? *bats eyes*
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Fisher Poets
partial text:
Entrants in the gathering’s “on-site” poetry contest on Saturday night were told barely 24 hours earlier that submissions had to be at least eight lines, take less than a minute to read and include the phrase “you might be missing fish.”
Rob Seitz, who cycles nearly year round through cod, whiting and Dungeness crab seasons on his 80-foot steel boat, placed third with these verses:
If your son is not intimidating
On the line of scrimmage,
If your daughter’s report card
Is not the brightest image,
If your children are not turning out
As healthy as you’d wished,
Perhaps on your dinner table
You might be missing fish.
Mr. Seitz, 42, said he wrote only once a year, on gathering weekend in Astoria. But he does prepare.
“On the boat, I don’t have a TV,” he said. “We just read.”
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NPR All Songs Considered.
I'm DL the podcast. I know not everyone can use the NPRplayer, so will see if i can upload the podcast.
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Because so much of the time
You're airborne-
Between here and there
In body as well as in mind.
Rambling on, words coming within
Tongue's reach, fit this way and that
To make ideas, concepts,
Whole and something you can share.
You're generous like that,
Taking of your privacy-
And yet you're brave, too,
Keeping back some of yourself
For yourself.
For you- whether out of the plane's window
Or walking barefoot riverside-
You know it's beautiful here,
And each day is a gift all in itself.
Earth From Above, photographs of Yann Arthus-Bertrand. thanks to my T. for the heads-up about the photographer.
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in general, in pediatric medicine, we say that "kids have good hearts."
sometimes there's an inborn problem that's apparent at birth; sometimes there's an inborn problem or an infectious process like rheumatic fever or Kawasaki's that leaves behind damage that doesn't show up until adolescence (my grandson had Kawasaki's- he's got an annual appointment with a pediatric cardiologist until he turns 18.)
but mostly, kids have good hearts. so, as in 'my' girl's case, they're ticking along pretty well right up until the last minute, because the heart just keeps going.
she was awake all day yesterday, occasionally smiling; slept all night [very shallow breathing, but regular] and woke this morning stil smling for her sister.
if this were in a PICU with all the monitors, i would be slowly seeing the numbers of various thing change, but there are no machines to distract us- just a comfortable chair with a footstool and a warm blanket between their two beds, and [for me, when i get there] the slow procession of the earth under the stars toward dawn.
last fall, when her sister was so ill and in hospital. we had a morning routine- we'd listen for the lawnmower men over at the golf-course next door, and read Walt Whitman's poem.
Walt Whitman (1819–1892). Leaves of Grass. 1900.
In Cabin’d Ships at Sea
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IN cabin’d ships, at sea,
The boundless blue on every side expanding,
With whistling winds and music of the waves—the large imperious waves—In such,
Or some lone bark, buoy’d on the dense marine,
Where, joyous, full of faith, spreading white sails, 5
She cleaves the ether, mid the sparkle and the foam of day, or under many a star at night,
By sailors young and old, haply will I, a reminiscence of the land, be read,
In full rapport at last.
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Here are our thoughts—voyagers’ thoughts,
Here not the land, firm land, alone appears, may then by them be said; 10
The sky o’erarches here—we feel the undulating deck beneath our feet,
We feel the long pulsation—ebb and flow of endless motion;
The tones of unseen mystery—the vague and vast suggestions of the briny world—the liquid-flowing syllables,
The perfume, the faint creaking of the cordage, the melancholy rhythm,
The boundless vista, and the horizon far and dim, are all here, 15
And this is Ocean’s poem.
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Then falter not, O book! fulfil your destiny!
You, not a reminiscence of the land alone,
You too, as a lone bark, cleaving the ether—purpos’d I know
not whither—yet ever full of faith, 20
Consort to every ship that sails—sail you!
Bear forth to them, folded, my love—(Dear mariners! for you I fold it here, in every leaf;)
Speed on, my Book! spread your white sails, my little bark, athwart the imperious waves!
Chant on—sail on—bear o’er the boundless blue, from me, to every shore,
This song for mariners and all their ships. 25
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Are you fleeing from Love because of a single humiliation?
What do you know of Love except the name?
Love has a hundred forms of pride and disdain,
and is gained by a hundred means of persuasion.
Since Love is loyal, it purchases one who is loyal:
it has no interest in a disloyal companion.
The human being resembles a tree; its root is a covenant with God:
that root must be cherished with all one's might.
A weak covenant is a rotten root, without grace or fruit.
Though the boughs and leaves of the date palm are green,
greenness brings no benefit if the root is corrupt.
If a branch is without green leaves, yet has a good root,
a hundred leaves will put forth their hands in the end.
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on a better note: Split This Rock Poetry Festival: Poems of Provocation & Witness
Washington, DC
March 20-23, 2008
Split This Rock
info@splitthisrock.org
Split This Rock Poetry Festival calls poets to a greater role in public life and fosters a national network of activist poets. Building the audience for poetry of provocation and witness from our home in the nation's capital, we celebrate poetic diversity and the transformative power of the imagination. Featuring readings, workshops, panels, contests, walking tours, film, parties, and activism! See the website for the incredible line-up of poets, including Lucille Clifton, Mark Doty, Martín Espada, Sam Hamill, Galway Kinnell, Naomi Shihab Nye, Sonia Sanchez, and many more. Split This Rock is cosponsored by DC Poets Against the War, Sol & Soul, Busboys and Poets, and the Institute for Policy Studies. Split This Rock
Poetry Contest – January 15 Deadline: The contest benefits Split This Rock Poetry Festival. $1,000 awarded for poems of provocation & witness; Kyle G. Dargan will judge. $500 for 1st, $300 for 2 nd, and $200 for 3rd place. 1st place winner will read the winning poem at the festival. The poem will also be published on the festival website at www.SplitThisRock.org. All winners receive free festival admission. $20 entry fee benefits the festival. Postmark Deadline: January 15, 2008. Guidelines for entry: Guidelines for Contests.
Call for Poetry Films – January 30 Deadline: Seeking artistic, experimental, and challenging interpretations of poetry that explore critical social issues. Films up to 15 minutes. Entry fee: $15. Selected films and videos will be screened during the festival's film program. For full guidelines and required entry form: http://splitthisrock.org/film.html
Support Split This Rock, the historic gathering of activist poets: Every dollar you give is tax-deductible through our fiscal sponsor, the Institute for Policy Studies. Just click here: Secure Donations keyand be sure to designate "Split This Rock" as the project you'd like to support. Or send a check payable to "IPS/Split This Rock" to: IPS, 1112 16 th Street, NW, Suite 600, Washington, DC 20036. Many thanks! Your contribution will make a tremendous difference.
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| 2007-10-16 18:08 |
| PSAs |
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| between here and a nap |
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| how to save a life/live sessions @aol/the fray |
| burma, charity, ecology, economics, fun, health, history, hope, kindness, philosophy, poetry, politics, psychology |
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No cuts. Not today.
The redemption of Cutler Beckett or Tom Hollander's charities.
Orlando Bloom and others design cards for Epidermolysis Bullosa charity
redscorner's Fight to earn enough to pay for brain surgery: quoted from verisimilitant. redscorner is currently suffering from two serious neurological conditions which require surgery, but she is unemployed, without health care, and unable to qualify for Medicaid. However, megaupload has this 'rewards program' where, if she can secure 5 million downloads, they will give her 10,000 dollars. She has until the end of November to do this. You can download once every day and each download helps. The files are txt documents that give more details about her situation. They are spyware, malware, and virus free and really only take a second to download. Help this girl out and, if you feel so inclined, post this in your own journal to help spread the cause.
1. http://www.megaupload.com/?d=5QBOA940
2. http://www.megaupload.com/?d=7LPXMESC
3. http://www.megaupload.com/?d=0O8AYRES
Proof links are virus-free
Via rocketbalm
[My dad worked at RAND corporation in the 50's. I thought everyone had discussions like this at the dinner table and beach-side barbecues. Guess not, hunh. This is so well done.]
Please support something, anything, for the people of Burma. The US Campaign For Burma will take immediate donations, or you can buy The CD 'For the Lady' or one of the beautiful WEAVE scarves. Similar site is Burmacampaign.UK.
Do something for yourself. Make a journey into The Depths of Money and start saving yourself from drowning in debt, stuff, or need.
Be excellent to one another. Watch a good movie, take a good walk, read a good book, cook a good meal, have a good bath. Recognize the good and sacred in each thing, place, person, idea that crosses your path.
To me every hour of the light and dark is a miracle, Every cubic inch of space is a miracle.
- Walt Whitman
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| 2007-09-18 00:09 |
| Sometimes, their hearing's troubled... |
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But The Wise Perceive Things About To Happen
For the gods perceive things in the future,
ordinary people things in the present,
but the wise perceive things about to happen.
Philostratos,
Life of Apollonios of Tyana, viii, 7
Ordinary mortals know what's happening now,
the gods know what the future holds
because they alone are totally enlightened.
Wise men are aware of future things
just about to happen.
Sometimes during moments of intense study
their hearing's troubled: the hidden sound
of things approaching reaches them,
and they listen reverently, while in the street outside
the people hear nothing whatsoever.
Constantine P. Cavafy
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| 2007-08-24 19:32 |
| Rachel's: The Sea and The Bells |
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| music, poetry, sea |
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I really should get a zip program, or find the one I thought I loaded into this computer, someday.
That aside: Rachel's, The Sea and The Bells( Read more... )
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