Tom Orange is back in the blog saddle again, with a new set of spurs and boots to match, responding in detail to my questions about the contemporary condition of the notion of the avant garde. Well worth reading.
Young boys chanting
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"Good morning!" yelled a boy (of 12?) at me; he was throwing a football
with a friend at Ahuimanu Park. I pointed out that it was 3 p.m., and so he
modul...
Philip Lamantia Day -- 2024
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Today’s the 97th anniversary of the birth of the great poet Philip
Lamantia.
Let’s celebrate, and cerebrate on, his poetry — shall we? Yes!
The ima...
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Reading Peter Schjeldahl Peter Schjeldahl builds paragraphs. Possibly no
other critic now writing in English has such a strong sense of what that
unit of...
Permacultures and Pollinator Pathways of Mind
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Westchester, NY Pollinator Pathway Garden Tour Sunday June 13! The suburban
backyard I inherited when I moved into this house was sculpted with
ornamental ...
“Not wholly useless, though no longer used”
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One of his last poems, published posthumously. Longfellow was never one for
violent contention so I find it hard to take his analogy too seriously, but
the...
Border Poetry
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My 13th post at the Harriet Blog:
[Artemio Rodriguez, linocut]
In 2006, I spent two of the best months of my life in Marfa, Texas, thanks
to a residency f...
The Next Big Thing: Divya Victor
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*What is the working title of the book?*
*Things To Do With Your Mouth* is the title. Les Figues is the publisher.
*Who or what inspired you to write...
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Indeed. It won't be Avant Nashville until cowboys there ride camels.
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