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 [...]
John Yau (after Carlos Drummond de Andrade) Don’t write poems about yourself. Don’t call attention to your revelations or make confessions. Even if your intention is to expiate pain, overcome [...]
Martina Pfeiler, University of Dortmund, Germany “The Pagers” : The Writing Poet In the publishing world of cyberspace and hypertext it is not surprising that there are millions of pages [...]
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 [...]
On the occasion of the discovery of Brazil scapulary In Our Daily Sugar Loaf Give us Lord Our Poetry Oath (Another translation: Give us Lord Our Sugar Loaf In [...]