Tag: Leo
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* in the trees with John Ashbery & new work
After many walks in the snow the body learns a new rhythm. At least that’s what it’s felt like these past few weeks. I’ve got myself a mean snow trudge. What I admire about John Ashbery is the way he can keep his line close to the shifts of not his mind but the mind […]
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* what we want & Chase Twichell
The above is a picture of the Burnet Woods Lake taken earlier this week. It be frozen. Cincinnati got pulled into what’s been termed a “polar vortex” - a fantastic phrase which of course has made its way into a poem or two already. That said, the vortex itself was not so fantastic. Kinda scary. […]
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* old friends from Australia
The above book and treats arrived yesterday from my friend in Australia, Catherine Baab-Muguira - poet/novelist/and overall amazing person. She has been kind enough to send along the book Poser by Claire Dederer across many miles between continents because a good book should travel far in so many senses of that phrase. Those are also chocolate […]
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* what I don’t know - with Hayden Carruth & Joseph Massey
Swept - Hayden Carruth When we say I miss you what we mean is I’m filled with dread. At night alone going to bed is like lying down in a wave. Total absence of light. Swept away to gone. This week I am sharing poems by Hayden Carruth and Joseph Massey. The thread between them […]
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* summer dancing with Alice Fulton
At the start of summer we started an old movie kick sparked by Alfred Hitchcock’s The Man Who Knew Too Much. James Stewart is a champ in it. Since then, we’ve done more Hitchcock as well as a few others. The most surprising was Singin’ in the Rain – straightforward joy and spirit (with a […]
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* cemeteries, thrift stores & Hayden Carruth
This vine-riddled chap of a chapel can be found at the Vine Street Hill Cemetery - founded in 1849 - which we drove by yesterday on our way to a thrift store. (We were hunting for a funky tablecloth and were not disappointed.) In general, cemeteries are pretty charged places for people, myself included. They […]
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* living, dreaming & apples
Between living and dreaming there is a third thing. Guess it. — Antonio Machado I look at this quote and see much of the poetic craft summed up in it. There is the living of everyday life - work, chores, relationships, food, tying your shoelaces - all the things that make up routine, the background […]
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* cynicism via Adam Levine & Philip Larkin
This show changed my life. I was a cynic. It brought back the joy… (Adam Levine) This week on the Influence: Philip Larkin! FIRST, though, a confession: I watch The Voice. There I said it. Sharing this information in a public forum is tough. Indeed, admitting what T.V. shows one indulges in can be as […]
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* Donald Justice & the friday influence
The Assassination - Donald Justice It begins again, the nocturnal pulse. It courses through the cables laid for it. It mounts to the chandeliers and beats there, hotly. We are too close. Too late, we would move back. We are involved with the surge. Now it bursts. Now it has been announced. Now it is […]
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* Robert Hayden & the friday influence
Those Winter Sundays - Robert Hayden Sundays too my father got up early and put his clothes on in the blueblack cold, then with cracked hands that ached from labor in the weekday weather made banked fires blaze. No one ever thanked him. I’d wake and hear the cold splintering, breaking. When the rooms […]
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