Walking Across the Atlantic |
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ADCIXAjxe0M
Posted by on Mon, 04 Aug 2008 15:39:00 GMT |
conceptual writing |
CONCEPTUAL WRITING
Robert Morris"A Method For Sorting Cows"published in Art and Literature 11 (Winter 1967)
It is essential to have a long corridor or alley with a large room or pen off to one side a...
Posted by on Wed, 21 May 2008 01:57:00 GMT |
conceptual writing |
Samuel Beckett, from Watt [Olympia Press, 1953]:
As for his feet, sometimes he wore on each a sock, or on the one a sock and on the other a stocking, or a boot, or a shoe, or a slipper, or a so...
Posted by on Wed, 21 May 2008 01:51:00 GMT |
conceptual writing |
Poetry expresses the emotional truth of the self. A craft honed by especially sensitive individuals, it puts metaphor and image in the service of song.
Or at least that's the story we've inherited ...
Posted by on Wed, 21 May 2008 01:41:00 GMT |
essays |
Paul ÉluardThe stereotype in love and femalein three poems of Éluard
Poetry and the love always were in close connection "It does not have no country of the ground there where the love did not return ...
Posted by on Fri, 23 Nov 2007 23:35:00 GMT |
Problem of Taste |
Poetry and the Problem of Taste
by Brian Phillips
1 "Taste" is a contradiction; the word is no sooner brought to mind than it begins to oppose itself. We cannot think of it as pure individual prefer...
Posted by on Mon, 01 Oct 2007 09:51:00 GMT |
Get Drunk |
Charles Baudelaire
Get DrunkAlways be drunk.That's it!The great imperative!In order not to feelTime's horrid fardelbruise your shoulders,grinding you into the earth,get drunk and stay that way.On wha...
Posted by on Wed, 31 Oct 2007 15:21:00 GMT |
hellow and goodby |
hellow and goodby,
well it was an interesting experience knowing you, bizar case, I may add, seeing an apocaliptic movie together, watching the degradated corps while you were kissing my arm and touch...
Posted by on Mon, 01 Oct 2007 23:50:00 GMT |
shape |
The shape of your eyesPaul Eluard (1926)
The shape of your eyes goes round my heart,A round of dance and sweetness.Halo of time, cradle nightly and sureNo longer do I know what I've lived,Your eyes ha...
Posted by on Mon, 01 Oct 2007 15:37:00 GMT |
i want to |
I want to sleep with youJoyce Mansour (1955)
I want to sleep with you side by sideOur hair intertwinedOur sexes joinedWith your mouth for a pillow.I want to sleep with you back to backWith no breath t...
Posted by on Mon, 01 Oct 2007 15:36:00 GMT |
