Tuesday, February 13, 2018

Calling Car 59 and, umm, Menno, actually...

Dear Menno,

Where have you been all of these years [2013-2018, or, for that matter, since around 2007-2008, or even earlier, back in 2003-2004, when you were quite active before I had to go underground, off the grid, private, obsessed with political stuff, thus too often having to HIDE from "them," you know who, "the others," no, not OUR OTHERS, but the ones who are today, absurd as all get out, actually threatening Democracy here]...



Stephen Ratcliffe
Ron Silliman

I'm not sure who else, at the moment...  Eric Selland, maybe...

Speaking of Eric Selland, Agnes Borgnine and I are busy typesetting his next theenk Book titled Object States.

Along with Judith Roitman's Roswell, Agnes Borgnine's The Collected Poems of Frank Stetson, Aldon Nielsen's YOU DIDN’T HEAR THIS FROM ME, and another by Jane Joritz-Nakagawa's terrain grammar.

Thursday, March 12, 2015

I have opened the blog again, at least temporarily.

Only to "invited readers" for now, though.

Invited Richard Lopez, first, to try it out.

Wednesday, March 12, 2014

Hank's Original Loose Gravel Press publishes WILD BLACK LAKE, by Jane Joritz-Nakagawa

Hank’s Original Loose Gravel Press (changed web site from Hank’s Original to hanksoriginalbooks.com) has just recently published Jane Joritz-Nakagawa’s Wild Black Lake, which is superb.

Worth $7.00 and 2 bucks shipping?    Yes.

Pictures of front and back covers:


The blurb by G. E. Schwartz reads as follows:

This is poming that reveals how to catch the illimitable in little bottles. Yet, Jane Nakagawa also shows in Wild Black Lake her learned precision with particulars within a spacious thinking among our many apparitions or, in more practical terms, how precisely to build post-millennial connections between these extremes.


Here are a couple of pages from Wild Black Lake to sample:


distances between artifice and

real objects serve as

obstacles above glittering forests

in faraway debris

i become stone

enclosed by narration

hoping to melt

stem by stem

vehement ceremonies

for smiling gang members

colic latchkey

smeared on toast

concrete seepage

on the brink of artificiality

buried confessions

of dusty regimes

an excerpt cluster

carp motionless in a pond

torn red paper lanterns

scorched flowerbeds

almighty knees

in stately industry

collar of wind blows

a swallowed patch


Timothy Liu, Nice going!

Timothy Liu's "Good Blurbs, Bad Blurbs," in Cold Front magazine.  Nice going!