Collage de Jean Sénac
19/01/2016
Si tu viens un jour je ferme les yeux je laisse les yeux je laisse le bleu mordre Tout lire Mes mots, vertèbres transfigurées Axé.
Category: Poetry
Xanadu IV
15/01/2016
A damsel with a dulcimer In a vision once I saw; It was an Abyssinian maid, And on her dulcimer she played, Singing of Mount Abora. Could I revive within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight ‘twould win me, That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in … More Xanadu IV
Xanadu III
20/12/2015
Five miles meandering with a mazy motion Through wood and dale the sacred river ran, Then reached the caverns measureless to man, And sank in tumult to a lifeless ocean; And ’mid this tumult Kubla heard from far Ancestral voices prophesying war! The shadow of the dome of pleasure Floated midway on the waves; Where … More Xanadu III
T.S. Eliot and the Birth of the Modern Poet
18/12/2015
With Christopher Ricks. This is really worth listening to. Axé.
Reading Vallejo Against the Grain of Identity
16/12/2015
I like my abstract better than anything longer I have written on this matter. Taking as its point of departure not only the poetic subject in Vallejo as primordially fractured but the intimations in his prose works that like his contemporary J. L. Borges (“La nadería de la personalidad,” 1925) he eschewed the idea of … More Reading Vallejo Against the Grain of Identity
Xanadu II
15/11/2015
But oh! that deep romantic chasm which slanted Down the green hill athwart a cedarn cover! A savage place! as holy and enchanted As e’er beneath a waning moon was haunted By woman wailing for her demon-lover! And from this chasm, with ceaseless turmoil seething, As if this earth in fast thick pants were breathing, … More Xanadu II
Xanadu I
10/11/2015
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree: Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man Down to a sunless sea. So twice five miles of fertile ground With walls and towers were girdled round; And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills, Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree; And … More Xanadu I
La Louisiane
07/11/2015
In mist on country roads from Maringouin I went to a meeting at Southern University in Baton Rouge, an interesting place I do not go often enough, and that is black and so gives relief from white fatigue. I had stopped on the way to get my yard sign that says JOHN BEL EDWARDS, GOVERNOR … More La Louisiane
On sound in poetry
31/10/2015
I think most poets of a high calibre work in this way to some degree or other—typically hearing first lines of poems simply come into their head, sometimes even as heard voices, successively followed by a flow of words, lines, and passages that come as naturally as leaves to a tree, and are imbued with … More On sound in poetry
César Vallejo is getting famous
09/10/2015
The question we need to ask ourselves at this moment is what further provocations we require to justify digging in our heels. To put the question more pointedly: Are we willing to wait until the next presidential election, or for some interim congressional conversion experience, knowing that if we do wait, hundreds of our sons … More César Vallejo is getting famous
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