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Richard Howard + monocle + pug.

Richard Howard + monocle + pug.

Twelve from “Stones”—lithographic prints by Frank O’Hara and Larry Rivers (1957-1960)

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History. as explained by Charles Olson

History.

as explained by Charles Olson

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Cynthia Nixon to Play Emily Dickinson in A QUIET PASSION Film

Cynthia Nixon to Play Emily Dickinson in A QUIET PASSION Film

Miami Beach, The Ruth & Marvin Sackner Archive Of Concrete And Visual Poetry, 1986.

Miami Beach, The Ruth & Marvin Sackner Archive Of Concrete And Visual Poetry, 1986.

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Mary Oliver, it’s your birthday.

Mary Oliver, it’s your birthday.

H. D. born today, September 10th, 1886. via

H. D. born today, September 10th, 1886. via

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Whatever.

Whatever.

And having reached the summit would like to stay there even if the stairs are withdrawn —Barbara Guest, “The Blue Stairs” Happy B-day, B.G.!
And having reached the summit
would like to stay there
even if the stairs are withdrawn

—Barbara Guest, “The Blue Stairs”

Happy B-day, B.G.!

Keats once said in a letter to Alfred Halsey that “Poetry is the art of being interested in nothing.” If that is true, what he said, then I am a true poet. Nothing interests me in particular, aside from what interests everyone; I’m not even interested in poetry itself. It is interested in me.

Huh? Well, that’s the gist of my thoughts here. The climate is so marvelous I just walk around all day and smoke all night. The natives have stopped noticing me, except when I screw up the language and say something incredible, like, “I’d like a boke,” instead of “ ” (fill in). Which reminds me of a letter I got from Burroughs, just before I left Tulsa. I had written to him, asking him for information about rage, such as where and how to get it, prepare it, etc. My letter to him was short and to the point. I really didn’t expect an answer. About 2 days before we left, his letter came. It said something like, “If you are as nice as you say you are, what you’re looking for will be of no use to you, since everybody experiences anger the moment their soppy heads come slurping through the quivering bodies of their mother.” Do you think he could have gotten my letter confused without someone else’s?

Ron Padgett, writing to Ted Berrigan 13 September 1964 (out of “Big Travel Dialogues” in Bean Spasms):

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