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“All Watched Over by Machines of Loving Grace” by Richard Brautigan

“All Watched Over by Machines of Loving Grace” by Richard Brautigan

“I—->word” by Eric S. Lunde

“I—->word” by Eric S. Lunde

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theparisreview: “When he was twenty-two, Stoker read and fell in love with Walt Whitman’s poetry, finding solace and joy between the covers of Leaves of Grass. And, like many fans, he wanted the connection that he felt to Whitman to be real. Late one night, cloaked in the comfort of darkness, Stoker poured his soul out to Whitman in a shockingly honest letter that described himself and his disposition. That letter, when Stoker finally mustered the courage to mail it, would begin an unexpected literary friendship that lasted until Whitman’s death.” The unlikely friendship between Walt Whitman and Bram Stoker.

theparisreview:

“When he was twenty-two, Stoker read and fell in love with Walt Whitman’s poetry, finding solace and joy between the covers of Leaves of Grass. And, like many fans, he wanted the connection that he felt to Whitman to be real. Late one night, cloaked in the comfort of darkness, Stoker poured his soul out to Whitman in a shockingly honest letter that described himself and his disposition. That letter, when Stoker finally mustered the courage to mail it, would begin an unexpected literary friendship that lasted until Whitman’s death.” The unlikely friendship between Walt Whitman and Bram Stoker.

Beckett’s Notebook


Like Napoleon.  From Kapow! by Adam Thirlwell

Like Napoleon. 

From Kapow! by Adam Thirlwell

This Saturday: Triple Canopy to Play a Beautiful Conceptualist Hand in Poems for America By Harriet Staff, poetryfoundation.org Should you be in New York this Sat­ur­day, Sep­tem­ber 15, please place your intel­li­gent body at Triple Canopy’s 155 Free­man Street, at which point you may begin to revel in con­ver­sa­tions sur­round­ing con­cep­tu­al­ism in art and poet­ry li…

This Saturday: Triple Canopy to Play a Beautiful Conceptualist Hand in Poems for America
By Harriet Staff, poetryfoundation.org

Should you be in New York this Sat­ur­day, Sep­tem­ber 15, please place your intel­li­gent body at Triple Canopy’s 155 Free­man Street, at which point you may begin to revel in con­ver­sa­tions sur­round­ing con­cep­tu­al­ism in art and poet­ry li…

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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Carl Sandburg on Ezra Pound.

Carl Sandburg on Ezra Pound.

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Recommended reading.

Recommended reading.

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jenbenka: bridging with hart crane

jenbenka:

bridging with hart crane