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J Cage: Music is permanent; only listening is intermittent


Monday, February 20, 2017

Interim













Delighted to be reading around in the new Interim this morning and find myself in the company of so many loved ones.
*I hope you'll find company here too and find your way to Claudia Keelan's incredible "A PREFACE IS AN AFTERWOR(L)D": "It feels, this attempt to speak to our present moment, nearly insurmountable, as my vocabulary, as the vocabulary of our nation, has suffered what seems a death blow. What can be said simply can't be said in the same way any longer [...] This bankruptcy of language didn't begin with Trump, and it won't end with his presidency. It began in our most progressive, national dialogues and in our progressive fear of calling out reductive, totalizing, or simply unkind words because they either appealed to our own biases or because these words and phrases were, in however limited way, in service of the right causes."

Sunday, February 19, 2017

Saltfront













"Edges are sources of tremendous transformative potential. Edges are where we give way to Thomas Carlyle and Ralph Waldo Emerson’s “Not Me” (Sartor Resartus: Natural Supernaturalism, Nature). Writers and readers meet at edges where writing gives way to reading. We come to rest in the activity of the Beloved at edges. Robin Blaser says this better than anyone else I know when he says, “companions are/ horizons” (“Image-Nation 7 (l’air,” The Holy Forest)."
I'm so grateful to have "Fast In Thy Paradise, Where No Flower Can Wither," an essay about my Grandma Hauke's passing that I wrote back in the spring of 2011, in the new Saltfront.

Monday, February 13, 2017


Last year's ferns





Interim









Honored to be included in the latest stunning print volume of Interim: A Journal of Poetry & Poetics, featuring work curated from the 2016 online issues alongside additional material. Copies available at the Submittable page. 

Saturday, February 4, 2017

Silver Lake 2.1.2017

Grateful to get up into a window of clean air/ snowshoe around Silver Lake with G Wed morning






























Monday, December 19, 2016

Abby Minor reviews Hick Poetics

























"I read rural poets to find out how we handle the ideologies we’ve inherited, how we echo or interrupt the interlocking isms and fears that still haunt our rural imaginary." 
Awesome review of Hick Poetics: An Anthology of Contemporary Rural American Poetry (Lost Roads Press, 2015) by Abby Minor at The Fourth River that addresses issues of inclusivity/representation, the performance of "authenticity," romanticization, "the insufferable tidiness of bourgeois aesthetics," rust --so many of the concerns Kirsten Jorgenson and I were thinking about when we curated the Visiting Writers Series at ASU. Glad as an overripe peach to be moving/ moved as compost--the (w)reading of so many friends.

Tuesday, December 6, 2016

ASPASIOLOGY/ Feral Poppies









Third set of “Feral Poppies” (for Michelle Detorie)
Honored to be able to contribute to the new Aspasiology study on/ celebration of Michelle Detorie and her presence in the world: http://www.aspasiology.com/current-study1.html.