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..Poète, compositeur, chanteur auteur-compositeur-interprète, performante et internationale enregistrement artiste Richard Fammerée est le fondateur et directeur du Pont des Arts Ensemble [www.myspace.com/pontdesartsensemble] et UniVerse of Poetry [www.universeofpoetry.org]. Un poète largement publié, il est un pionnier de la renaissance globale de la poésie et la musique avec ses chansons art contemporain et “alternative.†Son album Fammerée et Eurydice, "pansophic et viscérale dans le même souffle," épouse la passion et la spiritualité faisant écho à son livre de poèmes Lessons of Water and Thirst, inclus dans la bibliothèque de poésie Royal Festival Hall, Londres. Manfred Gordon (université de Cambridge), ce volume décrit comme "sensuelle et psychologique, luxuriante dans la tradition du symbolisme français." Collaborations avec des enregistrements poètes Li-Young Lee, Rachel Webster and Francesco Levato; Emmy award-winning chanteuse Toni Childs; Grammy winner Frank Myers; et chanteuses-auteurs-compositeurs Anne West, Carrie Ingrisano et Alana Grier. Trois projets ont été produit par David Tickle. * * * * * Dans la tradition des troubadours, Fammerée a joué le vernis de nombreuses guitares dans de nombreux pays. Il est souvent en vedette américaine et européenne de publications et de venues. En voici les points saillants: Amnesty International, The Art Institute of Chicago, Arté télévision, National Public Radio, PBS, The Poetry Center of Chicago, Shakespeare & Co. (Paris) et le Festival mondial de musique sacrée initié par Sa Sainteté le Dalaï Lama. Un artiste en résidence à Flatfile Galeries, Richard Fammerée apparaît dans le Who's Who dans le monde 2000 et figure au ReVerse avec Mark Strand, Lawrence Ferlinghetti, Li-Young Lee, Elise Paschen et Lou Reed. Il produit et animé “La poésie et sa musique internationale†à l'Université de Chicago et de Northwestern University. * * * * * Les archives de la poésie et la musique de Richard Fammerée sont disponibles sur Snocap, Apple iTunes et plus d'une trentaine d'autres points de vente numérique en ligne.
Influences:
..There is a room in a wall, and the wall is
mud, and the mud, crenelated and pink.
There is a bed and cold-water sink and two
pillows.One window is pomegranate, the other pregnant. They whisper over our bed
from the starry book of the dead
a story of two inseparable children.In this Genesis all that is delicious is delicious, and the serpent pleads,
Feed me, free me from a lonely perfection
of leaves. Apples tremble redder
and redder to rot if they touch the earth
before they are tasted.The left eye of the moon prepares your belly;
the seiche of your rose invites stingers
and noses and eyes closed.I am a wafer at your lips.
You are the tree of life kicking blanket
and sheet to the foot of the bed.You are the book of life Hebrews undress
and spread upon velvet, caress with a silver finger and silk and knots of
silk.You are a chalice raised high as my arms
can hold you, jeweled in front and smooth
in back.You are never unclean. Before you bathe
you are not unclean. When you bleed, you
are not unclean. Inside you I am transubstantiated into blood and the breath
of blood.What church can refute this miracle?Wood smoke and wick smoke twist
into a nest. Flesh separates like young
bread, Accipite et bibite ex eo omnes. Hic est enim Calix Sanguinis Mei.
Your lips
are the seperation of light, and I am
the vigil between.We rattle in our sandcastle, two
tongues, two lungs, two lungs, two rattles
in one hand. If I were king and this
were my quadrant of desert, I would elevate each toe and cut down
the abomination of every god
smothering the cave
where the fire girl raves, her vowels swallowing me deeper into her
wall, Accipite et manducate ex eo omnes. Hoc est enim Corpus Meum.The hulls of our shoes, the ones
we bargained for in the souk the day
we arrived, will remain.
Our dust will fill the belly of an hourglass.["Left Eye of the Moon" by Richard Fammerée]"; I edited my profile at Freeweblayouts.net , check out these Myspace Layouts!
Sounds Like: I could not sleep while you slept.
Any little animal might have sheltered in your body;
and I kept leaves from your eyes
and things from your hair until your lips revived,
bending back my fingers
to the lessons of water and thirst.Fires that night digested the wet,
and when their long viridian became your arms
and a delirium became our legs, threads relinquished us,
and we were not puppeted by earth,
and we were not puppeted by heaven.We became larger than form and texture and scent--
something like clouds--
and fear was driven from the manger of our bellies,
and anger's thin lips could not diminish us.We ate everything that was red, and everything red
was delicious.
My sap was greening your milky body,
then your legs slapped.
They slapped into fins and you arced
and my chin and ear separated,
and silver and more silver and silver again,
I quivered behind you.[Ephemerae by Richard Fammerée]/
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