No practical endeavor, sans conceptual art, could adequately frame for me their painting & constant re-painting.
Bucking fengals.
Allow me to reintroduce myself! My name is. . .
Dana Ward on poetry, poets, poetics, the obverse of smoking cessation, the boundless char of Cincinnati, & more!
What everyone here in town’s missing is Griffery’s unbearably pretty resurgence? His home run stroke is really more magic than labor, like dropping a feather & causing an earthquake. Invisible earthquakes. Invisible feathers.
As the Greater Cincinnati Airport is actually in Northern Kentucky
so I belong historically to the enormous bliss that is Northern Kentucky.
S. Dot on Rose from Aught-Four other night.
Little Book Tower, Kitchen Edition:
Rukeyser, Halpern, Welsih & Waldman. Schuyler & Gramsci & Kyger & Godfrey. Holderlin, Perlman, Shapiro.
The Lemonade Government is in session:
http://www.cnn.com/2005/POLITICS/08/30/bush.hurricane.ap/index.html
Read Davidson/Hejinian/Silliman/Watten’s Leningrad last night. Fascinating as (& I mean this sincerely) an experiment in the kind of revelatory pressures that can be exerted on certain post-modern trigger words. ‘Incommensurate’ floats through the book’s lexical environment like the city’s indelible pale light & haze.
There’s a styrene leak in the east end, so I know it must be nearly autumn. The accelerated sunburst of ‘Crazy in Love’ has been slowed to a billowing cloud. I keep wanting to say that the trees look ‘pleshette’ in late summer. Then I realize ‘pleshette’s’ not a name but an adjective.Something like car desk and leaf.
I still love to vanish in crystallized immanence, bonded by genuine feeling.
September 1, 2005 * 6:35 am
