Artaud: Poetry layer beneath the poetry
“Beneath the poetry of the texts, there is the actual poetry,
without form and without text.” –Antonin Artaud, poet, essayist, playwright, actor & director
“Beneath the poetry of the texts, there is the actual poetry,
without form and without text.” –Antonin Artaud, poet, essayist, playwright, actor & director
Learn more about Laurie Wagner Buyer’s work at her two websites including Working Words Guide. See her essay “Finding Poetry in Everyday Life” in the Artists & Writers category below. And the anthology “Come Back Wolves” in the announcement section. –JGR _________________ Copper Bracelet by Laurie Wagner Buyer Who bent these links one by one,…
ALABANZA: IN PRAISE OF LOCAL 100 Martín Espada Alabanza[excellent video!] (for the 43 members of Hotel Employees and Restaurant Employees Local 100 working at the Window on the World restaurant, who lost their lives in the attack on the World Trade Center) Alabanza.Praise the cook with a shaven head and a tattoo on his shoulder…
The earth is old. Nothing lasts. All life is kin. Different eyes perceive different worlds, and much remains hidden. Ours is an age of extinctions; ours are the hands of the destroyers. Grief and beauty are knotted together. Curiosity and imagination are fundamental human forces. So are fear and hatred, passion and compassion. None of…
Pelicans were part of my lyric life in Northern California as Daniel and I paddled round the small peninsula on Clear Lake in our kayaks and there, they are! A cloud of squawking white swirling and settling on the water. I see a blur of pelicans this morning, looking over my shoulder, as I drive…
I’ve known rivers: I’ve known rivers ancient as the world and older than the flow of human blood in human veins. My soul has grown deep like the rivers. This is the first stanza of one of my favorite poems “The Negro Speaks of Rivers,” by Langston Hughes (from The Collected Poems of Langston Hughes,…
DISINHERITANCE Poems by John Sibley Williams John Sibley Williams poems in “Disinheritance” limn the in-between places as he explores the sorrow of life’s fragility. It’s the darkness of these poems that illuminates the bursts of reconciliation. Usually I rely on the words to speak for themselves. In this case, though, I was adrift in Williams…