Arquivos do Autor: Sibila

Thursday, May 9, I picked up Bob Creeley at the airport. He exited the wrong way but I spotted him on time and called to him: Bob! He kissed me [...]

Michael Palmer for Robert Creeley and in memory of my mother The Snow Man One must have a mind of winter To regard the frost and the boughs Of the [...]

stellungs-abc(epigramme) 1. wie er gestanden, hat sie ihn verschlungen, wie es gesprungen, hat sie ihm gestanden. 2. was sie eingliedert, nach geschlecht bestimmt, entscheidet schritt für schritt, was gibt, was [...]

Fernando Pessoa lives in a drawer The drawer is the only place to write.Life there is a selection of all that is chosen.Fernando Pessoa is in there with a pen.Shutting [...]

(For once the Rio de la Plata is right) IThe frog of a sudden travels the annual direction.Above the lacustrine star I could see on the fir treethe ebony light [...]

  Film noir. Schlock and shock from Mexican Grand Guignol. Pulp fiction and potboiler sex. Susan Bee’s paintings are a savage mix of Expressionism and Pop schadenfreude populated by cut-and-paste [...]

  Rae Armantrout Next Life (Middletown, Connecticut: Wesleyan University Press, 2007) For many years now—and I am sure this is not an original perception—I have seen the poet Rae Armantrout [...]

The review of comparative poetry Semicerchio, out of Florence, takes its inspiration from the essay by Guido Mazzoni, Sulla poesia moderna (2005), to reflect on poetry’s social import. Its “inquiry [...]