Jesús Sepúlveda
10/08/2017
Here, reading: Jesús Sepúlveda. Chile. Festival Internacional de Poesía. Medellín. Axé.
Author: Iansã
Anxiety and voice
06/08/2017
I have greater problems with anxiety, and also with lack of voice, than I knew–and these problems are related. Here in California, with the mountains, redwoods, seas, I have perspective and do not experience these problems, but in the swamps of Louisiana, I do. Tomorrow I have to work on: poetry selections for the new … More Anxiety and voice
Le swimsuit
31/07/2017
I still need to get the car adjusted, but I also need swimsuits. I think of my swimsuits as new, but they are falling apart. Again. It seems that this is all so recent, I bought new ones in 2009 and again in 2013. There are so many things one must keep track of nowadays. … More Le swimsuit
We have translations
31/07/2017
Coming out: Oh fury the dawn emerges from your lips The scandalous life of César Moro Various lions lick the rugose surface of the equestrian turtle at twilight Under editorial consideration: About seven more. Axé.
“Socialist realism is condescending and Republican”
31/07/2017
That is what I wrote on my ticket to the national art museum in Latvia, while looking at socialist realist painting. I learned about Nationalist Modernism that day, and the National Constructivism of Romans Suta. I saw how the St. Petersburg institution where painters were trained, had constrained them. The museum also had a wonderful … More “Socialist realism is condescending and Republican”
Conferences that are seminars
31/07/2017
ILLI is also organized in seminars now. I really like this format. Axé.
The writing-stalled professor?
28/07/2017
This post should describe me. I do not think it does. What I actually have is a violent workplace. It does not help to try to say the problem is internal to me. I have already tried ignoring the violence, trying to step around it, good faith negotiation with it, organizing it. I have not … More The writing-stalled professor?
Tu rechingada madre
27/07/2017
Que me cago en la muy podrida leche de la puta madre que parió a mis llamados colegas. If I, on frequent flyer miles, in transit to and then in the former SSR my ancestors are from, and while looking at their names on the commemorative ghetto wall, and walking into one of the cattle … More Tu rechingada madre
Tarot reading, and the fifties
24/07/2017
I asked, should I move out of the country? Where is home? The layout was the Celtic Cross and I am looking at the Wild Unknown Tarot and the Biddy Tarot. I will meditate upon this. Heart of the matter/present: Six of Swords. Crossing water, leaving something regretfully but getting somewhere calmer, brighter. Challenge/obstacle: Ten … More Tarot reading, and the fifties
Aujourd’hui
20/07/2017
Today I am buying skin products. Fancy ones, if I can. Things for the eyes, and things with vitamins C and E. I will get T-Mobile cell service, too. I will balance my checkbook and pay all bills. This is the week to patch the paint on the house. I’ll have the car detailed, and … More Aujourd’hui
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