Distribution Automatique

Friday, April 27

To Go Against

Ernesto Priego (Never Neutal) continues the discussion Tom Beckett began with his Burning Bridges Post on Soluble Census

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Enthusiastic response from Allen Bramhall

for Tom Beckett's recent poetry and interview collections Tributary

and from Crag Hill for the Interview Anthology- whose interview opened up Beckett's interview series (includes a screen shot of the Interview Anthology cover) Poetry Scorecard

Mark Young and Tom Beckett are planning further anthologies of Tom Beckett's ongoing interview project- from Otoliths Books


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Charles Baudelaire

from "Mon Coeur Mis a Nu"

"*Hygiene.- Projets*- Plus on veut, mieux on veut. Plus on travaille, mieux on travaille et plus on veut travailer.
Plus on produit, plus on devient fecond.
Apres un debauche, on se sent toujours plus seul, plus abondonee
Au moral comme au physique, j'ai toujours eu la sensation du gouffre, non seulement du grouffre du sommeil, mais du gouffre de l'action, du reve, du souvenir, du desir, du regret, du remords, du beau, du nombre, etc..."

from *My Heart Laid Bare"
"Discipline. Plans.* The more one wills, the better one wills.
The more one works, the better one works and the more one wants to work.
The more one produces, the more fertile one becomes.
After a debauch, one feels more alone, the more deserted.
Morally and physically, I have always had a sense of the abyss, not only the abyss of sleep, but the abyss of action, dream, memory, desires, regret, remorse, the abyss of the beautiful, of number, and so on..."

Thursday, April 26

Blogger Laureate


Voting Begins for Blogger Laureate at Billy TBP


When I voted yesterday, Amy King was neck in neck with a blogger I don't know, both with 36 votes.

K Silem Mohammed is running also, but had 8 votes when I voted yesterday.

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On My Desk

Noah Eli Gordon, *A Fiddle Pulled from the Throat of a Sparrow*, New Issues (Western Michigan U)
Unlike Gordon's other books these are versified poems not prose poems like the poems in The Frequencies.

The section called "Four Allusive Fields" has four poems about Cy Twombly:
with an epgraph by Roland Barthes.

"Cy listens absently to absent Homer
explaining himself away.Boring as a canvas
to a waterfall, as a splotch of red to equations
lifting a helicopter, injured by a display of attentiveness
can you believe the humming, anonymous light."

These four interrelatied poems are pleasingly reminiscent of Berrigan's Sonnet series.


Noah Eli Gordon, *The Area of Sound Called the Subtone*, ahsahta press
(mostly prose poems with a sequence of versified poems including the title poem)

"a bomb?=a word=the truth in things other
than subtones burning a hole in the ozone or passing through
the brain-case & out the ear-hole. the fire has blue legs, shoes
like rain."

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"if the expressivities of the human face are mirrored
in the eyebrows of dogs, if they learn because we tell them to, if
someone fills out an application in a few minutes, lands a
job, makes dinner, dreams herself an ownership, then are we
stealing from or assembling one another?"

Noah Eli Gordon, *Inbox*, Blaze Vox
(a run-on compilation of 200 emails received from NEG's friends and associates, reprinted anonymously with permission from the writers)

'She later admits that she's out of it because of diaper-changing and also that she doesn't believe in the communities she claims not to know of...So I don't know; you might want to write a letter to her. She may tell you you're too old to fall under the banner of the younger crowd. I mean, you're 28? That's only six years behind Ange."

"Hey, I love the way it moves, Alban Berg-like shifting melodiousness, fired through atonal relay points. I love, too, how Catullus suddenly appears with the beetles (I thought at first "The Beatles"). Nice Job! I'd send it to John Tranter, see if he'll put in the section? I'll bet he would. Shapiro is a poet long past due the praise he IS due. Hey fucker, you're just lucky they let you stay this long! I went in, went $40,000 in debt, and then was given the boot all within two years. So I don't want to hear about leaving the cushy MFAland."

Wednesday, April 25

I'm Already Packed (One Carry-On)


Habitable Planet Outside The Solar System

Monday, April 23

Nobody Knows The Truffles I've Seen


We are honored and delighted to announce
a mini-review of fait accompli, the book, is just out from Sharon Mesmer.


Virgin Formica

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Contradicta


If you speak in a voice too low no one will hear you. If you speak in one too loud no one will listen. If you say too little no one will understand. If you say too much, no one will care to understand.



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As with everything else of significance, happiness must be pieced together gradually, like a jig-saw puzzle- only to be pulled apart and put together again and again.




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On My Desk

*E-x-c-h-a-n-g-e-V-a-l-u-e-s The First XI Interviews*, curated By Tom Beckett

Otoliths Books

From the Jean Vengua interview with Tom Beckett:

"I don't have a clear sense of my poetics, other than what I discover from the conversation of poetry that I'm engaged in.I'm constantly escaping my own grasp. Maybe the names of the crossroads are the One and the Other, in the sense that, when I write, I can sometimes thankfully shed my own skin and become the other. Who am I today? What road will I take? And whose road is it? Is it a private, or a public road, and do I feel like trespassing today?

I guess I'm an escape artist at heart. I don't like being pinned down.

On the other hand, I'm always reeling myself in to face the political, the material contexts in which I exist. So maybe you could say that my poetics, as it is, rather than what I want it to be, is sort of impossibly torn, between wanting to cast myself out into the ether as far as possible, yet wanting, needing, to be fully participant in society, making a difference with my language, or hoping, at least, that that is possible."


Each interviewee is represented by a selection of their work.


from AND CALLED IT MILK by Thomes Fink

"Count it Higher has a boring face
He's fascinating
he doesn't talk.

I take care of that
by making his good-boy life
as it bubbles along my video.

His face started to cry
when I gave him candy.

Candy's like a mommy without a brain..."