• Richard Brautigan. Photo by Chris Felver_Getty Images

    “The Shenevertakesherwatchoff Poem” by Richard Brautigan

      For Marcia   “Because you always have a clock strapped to your body, it’s natural that I should think of you as the     correct time: with your long blonde hair at 8:03, and your pulse-lightning breasts at 11:17, and your rose-meow smile at 5:30,    I know I’m right.”   {Image: Richard Brautigan. […]

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    Life Sentences – “Inside The Writers’ Room: Conversations With American TV Writers” by Christina Kallas

      As I go about my writing journey, I pick up along the way words of wisdom by those who dared and succeeded. After hundreds of books, interviews and lectures it is rare to find a fresh and eye-opening truth.  Enter “Inside The Writers’ Room: Conversations with American TV Writers” by Christina Kallas (Palgrave Macmillan, […]

  • Best Speeches: Orson Welles On Receiving A Compliment, Mavericks And Good Movies

      “My father once told me that the art of receiving a compliment is of all things the sign of a civilized man. And he died soon afterwards, leaving my education in this important matter sadly incomplete. I’m only glad that on this, the occasion of the rarest compliment he ever could have dreamed of, […]

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    Eugene Ionesco Thoughts on Passing Time

    The Romanian playwright Eugene Ionesco was troubled by passing time in a meaningful way after a few hours of daily writing. He wrote in his Fragments Journal (Paragon House, 1990):   “I agree that it might be wise not to burden myself with guilt about time slipping through my fingers. But what should I actually […]

  • Hanif Kureishi Reads “Hunger Artist” by Franz Kafka

      During these last decades the interest in professional fasting has markedly diminished. It used to pay very well to stage such great performances under one’s own management, but today that is quite impossible. We live in a different world now. At one time the whole town took a lively interest in the hunger artist; […]

  • Meryl Streep Reads “The Enormous Radio” by John Cheever

      Jim and Irene Westcott were the kind of people who seem to strike that satisfactory average of income, endeavor, and respectability that is reached by the statistical reports in college alumni bulletins. They were the parents of two young children, they had been married nine years, they lived on the twelfth floor of an […]

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    “Praise the Newborn” by Kika Stayerman

      And the world will open its mouth to the newborn          And it will be breastfeed it.   And it will give it sight and a mind to explore          And it will go through the conveyer belt of the journey we all partake.   And it will find love and it will be […]

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    “The Bound Man” by Ilse Aichinger

      Sunlight on his face woke him, but made him shut his eyes again; it streamed unhindered down the slope, collected itself into rivulets, attracted swarms of flies, which flew low over his forehead, circled, sought to land, and were overtaken by fresh swarms. When he tried to whisk them away he discovered that he […]

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    “You Who Never Arrived” by Rainer Maria Rilke

      “You who never arrived in my arms, Beloved, who were lost from the start, I don’t even know what songs would please you. I have given up trying to recognize you in the surging wave of the next moment. All the immense images in me — the far-off, deeply-felt landscape, cities, towers, and bridges, […]

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    “Prayer” by Jorie Graham

      “Over a dock railing, I watch the minnows, thousands, swirl themselves, each a minuscule muscle, but also, without the way to create current, making of their unison (turning, re- infolding, entering and exiting their own unison in unison) making of themselves a visual current, one that cannot freight or sway by minutest fractions the […]

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    “Let It Rip” by Kika Stayerman

      When I asked if you love me and you said ‘That depends’ I knew the nomadic people are happy tonight and I wanted not to want it but my wanting it was stronger We start conversations that are the length of an elevator or a subway stop away The most human thing is to […]

  • Mark Strand Photo by Mary Noble Ours

    “Keeping Things Whole” by Mark Strand

      “In a field I am the absence of field. This is always the case. Wherever I am I am what is missing. When I walk I part the air and always the air moves in to fill the spaces where my body’s been. We all have reasons for moving. I move to keep things […]

  • Tracy Letts Advice on How to Live A Creative Life

      Tracy Letts, Pulitzer Prize-winner writer and Tony Award-winning actor gives his advice on how to live a creative life. The talk was given in 2013 at the Chicago Ideas Week.         1. Don’t do anything. 2. Don’t listen to NPR. 3. Get out of your own ideas way. 4. Stop drinking. […]

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    Life Sentences – “Notes to Screenwriters” by Vicki Peterson and Barbara Nicolosi

      I came across the book Notes to Screenwriters: Advancing Your Story, Screenplay, and Career With Whatever Hollywood Throws at You by Vicki Peterson and Barbara Nicolosi (Michael Wiese Productions, 2015) after watching a series of interviews with the writers conducted by the wonderful service of Film Courage. I gulped down the book over night, […]

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    Life Sentences – “On Writing” by Stephen King

      Every aspiring writer should read The Elements of Style. […] … My attempt to show how one writer is formed. Not how one writer was made; I don’t believe writers can be made, either by circumstances or by self-will… I believe large numbers of people have at least some talent as writers and storytellers, […]

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    John Paul II Letter to Artists

      To all who are passionately dedicated to the search for new “epiphanies” of beauty so that through their creative work as artists they may offer these as gifts to the world. “God saw all that he had made, and it was very good” (Gn 1:31)   The artist, image of God the Creator 1. […]

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    “The Advantages of Learning” by Kenneth Rexroth

      “I am a man with no ambitions And few friends, wholly incapable Of making a living, growing no Younger, fugitive from some just doom. Lonely, ill-clothed, what does it matter? At midnight I make myself a jug Of hot white wine and cardamon seeds. In a torn grey robe and old beret, I sit […]

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    “The Real You” by Ron Padgett

      “When you feel tired it is easy to become more and more aware of how tired you feel. Soon you create a character who is tired, with you in that role; your feet ache, your back is weak, your eyes are dry, you can barely hold your head up! But deep inside, the real […]

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    “Why I Write” by Kurt Sutter

      “I never wanted to be a writer. In school, I hated English, barely comprehended grammatical structure. What I loved was TV and movies. I wanted to do that. Tell stories, entertain, make people laugh and cry. Make people notice me. I needed attention. Lots of it. I tried acting, teaching acting, various adventures in […]

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    Burt Young A Life

    I met Burt Young, the artist, in his flat in Port Washington. That part of him which is missing, emerges from his art. That which he fears, his art pacifies. That which stirs him is just in front of him, staring at him. With each morning punch, he becomes a fighter again; with each brushstroke, […]

  • Kurt Sutter Photo by James Minchin III

    Kurt Sutter Is Back

      “One time, during a car ride where I was supposed to be paying attention to something important Katey was telling me, she realized I had “gone away.” She asked me where I was and what I was thinking about. I deflected and feigned interest in whatever the fuck she was talking about. She called […]

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    “Mama” by Kika Stayerman

      “Is there a name for this pain? I can go on suffering a little longer.   This city supplies my drugs, putting me to sleep.   Mama, since you left I refuse to breathe Bits of memories do it for me.   Staring at the offering of your mouth, forms me to a liquid […]

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    “Untitled” by Kika Stayerman

      “Where I live silence defines me.   At times I pray for an instant death that refuses to come.   I buy brushes and paint and grow your face into flesh   As far as my memory holds your image, what do you look like today?   What is the upshot of all this […]

  • Kurt Sutter Photo by David Strick

    Screenwriter, Director and Producer Kurt Sutter’s Advice to Writers

      “This is what I know: My path to writing was incredibly circuitous, so I wouldn’t recommend my career approach.  It took me a long time to find my voice and realize that my need for expression could be expedited through a keyboard.  I had a dozen careers before I landed on The Shield and […]

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    “A Couple of Challahs” by Kika Stayerman

      On a Friday I was passing by Union Square in NYC, where the Greenmarket is held every week. From a distance I heard someone shouting ‘Jews are pigs!’ ‘Jews are thieves!’ I made my way towards the shouting and found a guy standing in front of a Kosher stand of an old religious man […]

  • The Confession by Molteni Giuseppe

    “Confession” by Kika Stayerman

      “Bless me father, for I have loved. Here is how my sin goes:   Host at the head Hostess at the foot This was our dalliance dinner.   The room: It was effeminate with insatiable licentiousness The conversation: Started estranged, soft and wide. He fawned over me with ample time.   You see, the […]

  • Red Socks by Artur Muharremi

    “What to Do” by Ron Padgett

      “”Show, don’t tell,” they say, and I agree: so here, take a look at my naked body, of which I will tell you nothing, and here is my naked soul, into which I will jump with both feet clad only in socks, bright red ones from which sparks are flying as I whiz into […]

  • Blaise Cendrars, June 1948. Photo Walter Carone

    Blaise Cendrars on Writing “Moravagine”

      How I Wrote Moravagine (Found Documents)   The first document I find is dated: Paris, November 1912. Easter in New York had just appeared. I had begun the Transsiberian. I was hard up at the time, working odd jobs in the book trade (a translation of The Memoirs of a German Opera Singer for […]

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    Who Seeks Finds Interview with Israeli Sculptor Kfir Lev

      “And there were other rocks that were like animals, creeping, horrible animals, putting out their tongues, and others were like words I could not say, and others like dead people lying on the grass. I went on among them, though they frightened me, and my heart was full of wicked song they put into […]

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    Life Sentences – “Bird by Bird” by Anne Lamott

    I get up. I walk. I fall down. Meanwhile, I keep dancing. […] You double up therapy sessions for a few weeks sit in your car in the garage with the engine running and listening to a Leslie Gore CD or call Jack Kevorkian and see if he can squeeze you in, until you’re back […]

  • Reason by Warren Wright

    “Jettison Seeking Fulfillment In Lunacy” by Yannis Livadas

      “I feel so bad I want To write a poem A masterpiece like this in The stuffy room Obituaring in exchange of an imaginary epigram. I’m indifferent to the secrets of the universe, I return to this margin like a stray dog To demonstrate lonesome that failed To abandon the earth, the booze And […]

  • Marlon Brando on Broadway by Eliot Elisofon

    ‘Hey, Stella!’ – The Most Imitated and Famous Cinema Scenes Explained

      “I’ve always thought that one benefit of acting is that it gives actors a chance to express feelings that they are normally unable to vent in real life.”  – Marlon Brando   Originally called The Poker Night it had been renamed A Streetcar Named Desire. The role of Stanley Kowalski was initially set for […]

  • Carlos Ruiz Zafon Photo by Pedro Madueño

    “Why I Write?” by Carlos Ruiz Zafon

      “I write because I really have no other choice. This is what I do. This is what I am. I am in the business of storytelling. I always have been, always will be. It is what I’ve been doing since I was a kid. Telling stories, making up tales, bringing life to characters, devising […]

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    “No Hearts Were Broken in the Living of this Life” by Kika Stayerman

    Feeding on dreams. In a stage of unfamiliarity. Let’s say we meet. Wooden floor. A carpet. A big mirror to document our dancing silhouettes. Two Bourbons. A dark daytime. A ray of sun kissing through a crack. A few microscopic creatures. For the life of me. A breath away. Sitting, folding palms in my lap. […]

  • Albert Ayler. Photo by Michael Snow

    “Albert Ayler” by Yannis Livadas

      “The East River at the level of the docks at Congress Street in Brooklyn was baptized with your corpse – Your dive was a grandeur, your black and white beard a cry to the black bed of disaster, and that daybreak on shore someone was burning like a cigarette inside autumn gazing down into […]

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    In Praise of the Greatest Illustrators: Osvaldo Cavandoli

    If you were a child around the 70s or 80s, pretending to be sick just so you can stay home and watch one more episode of La Linea, you are not alone. La Linea was an animated illustration Italian series of 2-3 minutes long episodes, featuring Mr. Linea, made out of a single drawn line […]

  • The Pity by Maury Gortemiller

    “Some Day, No Matter What” by Kika Stayerman

    “The stories you keep telling yourself each morning when you wake up. What if self-fulfilling prophecy works? What if you decide to blossom? If you wish, as I do Give me a lesson in generosity and let me know now. Let me see a man without an ego or unselfish genes Kindness is not a […]

  • Pretend to Sleep 2010 (bed) by Robyn Nesbitt

    “On Lying in Bed” by G. K. Chesterton

      Lying in bed would be an altogether perfect and supreme experience if only one had a coloured pencil long enough to draw on the ceiling. This, however, is not generally a part of the domestic apparatus on the premises. I think myself that the thing might be managed with several pails of Aspinall and […]

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    “Fullblast Forever” by Yannis Livadas

      “Shocking situation       of limits in the boundless confinement of the           compression – you fling out your go on you speak you whistle   Ornette where is your situation heading to where                  your typhoon breath                  uproots palm-trees                  on the beach of legitimacy                  – desert storm and wilderness                  of […]

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    Life Sentences – “U & I” by Nicholson Baker

    But as I struggled to formulate something that sounded unmannered, I noticed that there was a morally bothersome taint to the effort I was making.  […] That phrase which reviewers take such pains to include when delivering their judgments – when they say that among living writers so-and-so is or isn’t of the first rank […]

  • CHRIST CITY- EXTRUSION by Rodolphe Martinez

    “Fixation” by Ron Padgett

      “It’s not that hard to climb up on a cross and have nails driven into your hands and feet. Of course it would hurt, but if your mind were strong enough you wouldn’t notice. You would notice how much farther you can see up here, how there’s even a breeze that cools your leaking […]

  • Venezia by Mina Hasman

    “Venezia” by Jack Hirschman

      “I was enraged at your body Venezia, when I first saw your bauble shops, chic chicanery that cried out, “Buy my glittering dribble of an awful orgasm spurted onto my Rialto Bridge thighs!” Slowly I found your side-streets where you practice s strolling stillness without any engine sounds, under a sky turning into the […]

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    “Now I Know You” by Kika Stayerman

    “Of too much was your touch of too little time of you, again against me. Of eyes looking through me looking away. Of a mouth, saying Saying too much, saying not a thing. Saying ‘Now I know you.’ Your verbs and nouns aren’t enough for what I feel, nor do mine. Wreck your language, wake […]

  • Smoking Area by Mario Rossi

    “The Day You Looked Upon Me As A Stranger” by Jeffrey Harrison

    “I had left you at the gate to buy a newspaper and on my way back stopped at a bank of monitors to check the status of our flight to London. That was when you noticed a middle-aged man in a brown jacket and the green short-brimmed cap I’d bought for the trip. It wasn’t […]

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    Bits of Me: An Interview

    “In New York everything is misleading without necessarily be false.” Learn the secret of a great pizza, how do I react to rejection, what makes me cry and other things I know to be true in my interview with Catfish McDaris. Read More HERE. {Image: Meret Oppenheim Fur-Lined Tea Cup}

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    “In Order To” by Kenneth Patchen

        “Apply for the position (I’ve forgotten now for what) I had    to marry the Second Mayor’s daughter by twelve noon. The    order arrived three minutes of.   I already had a wife; the Second Mayor was childless: but I    did it.   Next they told me to shave off my father’s beard. All […]

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    66 Lines On Your Soul – Poetry Review and An Interview

    What is a man’s life all about? That type of philosophical question seems to be the focus on the writers’ experience of life and manhood in 66 Lines On Your Soul, where stories and impressions are weaved in an unusual sense of wonder on mundane incidents. The most recent collection of poetry is a collaboration […]

  • I used to fly by Larissa Martin

    “On Running After One’s Hat” by Gilbert Keith Chesterton

    I feel an almost savage envy on hearing that London has been flooded in my absence, while I am in the mere country. My own Battersea has been, I understand, particularly favoured as a meeting of the waters. Battersea was already, as I need hardly say, the most beautiful of human localities. Now that it […]

  • Poeme by JfR Jean-Franois Rveillard

    “Poets Eleven Poem” by Jack Hirschman

      “Between the page with the heart and the mind wrestling upon it, and the ear which later will receive those limbs of light as perfect harmony, there’s a stillness whose volume speaks worlds of words defiant of measure, treasures of the unsayable, secrets of the ever-beginning enchantment and the never-ending gathering at the lips […]

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    “Photography 101″ by Kika Stayerman

      “Behind the camera Your reflection gives me a world to explore, a place to be, a language to use, something to aim at. I aim at you. When you look at me I am washed over my nervous system With a syncopated metaphor.   When you came here today, my morning ripened it peeled […]

  • By Probability be Proxy by Alan Lew

    “You Do the Math” by Kika Stayerman

      I realized at a fairly young age that I suck at math. My mom always had to explain to relatives and friends that I am the best in class in Literature, Arabic and Dance, yet fail every bloody time in math. It wasn’t always like that. I got my period when I was 10 […]

  • Jack Hirschman by Christopher Michael Photography

    “Five” by Jack Hirschman

      “You move from a repose I am far behind, and vain. The simple way you take things in that are, after all, trembling. Two years ago I was a Lublinjuggler a Dublinjew last year was I. Since you have put your finger on me I have no desire, no more water in the pail, […]

  • Two Frightened Doves by Anina-Bird

    “Measuring Time” by Kika Stayerman

    “Seven minutes could be a long time to wait. Seven minutes to be waiting for a call. Seven minutes to land. Seven minutes to be tortured. Seven minutes to get any reply. Seven minutes to see mom again. Seven minutes for the banker to close and go home. Seven minutes of hunger. Seven minutes of […]

  • Jack Hirschman by Molly Segal

    “Night Falls” By Jack Hirschman

      “Night falls on its knees and does also tuck their legs in under the moonlight.   I am sitting in the very same cafe seat you sat in the day after I kissed you drunkly on the run, your shoes under the table nailing me: nature is all around my mem- ory, its belly […]

  • “Make A Wish” by Kika Stayerman

      (To Yannis Livadas)   Make a wish A cigarette Its goodness is a decision for your mouth to make Crystallize the pain that strangles the apparition you ever so mistakenly figured it to be In the height of the swallowed brutality – silence. In the depth of humanity – you.   You. I mean […]

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    “The Sun Goes Down Sure Over Our Tombs” by Yannis Livadas

      “I’m coming Kiss me The ivy of Sin The sun goes down sure Over our tombs Time is grease Burn it With love      With Whiskey          With life With death       Something new You don’t have to                    Be a poet Break the vessel Which has on it         Written       YOUR NAME […]

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    Salutation by Kika Stayerman

        {Image: Brad Culver and Tiffany Sweat in “Cave.” Photo by Taso Papadakis}

  • Portrait of Gerald Locklin by Henry Denander

    “It Gets Done” by Gerald Locklin

      “A friend of mine, George Carroll, has this phrase, “It gets done.” he means it in the sexual realm, that before the bar closes you will somehow end up with a woman. it always does seem to be the case for him. somehow it never happens to me. but I like the extension of […]

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    “On Self Respect” by Joan Didion

    Once, in a dry season, I wrote in large letters across two pages of a notebook that innocence ends when one is stripped of the delusion that one likes oneself. Although now, some years later, I marvel that a mind on the outs with itself should have nonetheless made painstaking record of its every tremor, […]

  • Christopher Hitchens Photo by Art Streiber

    Life Sentences – Mortality by Christopher Hitchens

      I have more than once in my time woken up feeling like death. […] I view the scene in retrospect I see it as a very gentle and firm deportation, taking me from the country of the well across the stark frontier that marks off the land of malady. […] The new land is […]

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    “Too Long” By Kika Stayerman

      “These are my body parts. This is what happens if you touch them This is if you don’t.   For example, here’s a lollipop Are you a licker or chewer off from the center?   If the only way to be with you is to feel all the sadness in your heart fully open […]

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    “Pumpkin” By Ron Padgett

      “My little pumpkin, I like to think about other girls sometimes, but the truth is if you ever left me I’d tear my heart out and never put it back. There’ll never be anyone like you. How embarrassing.”   The poem appears in Collected Poems, Coffee House Press, 2013. {Image: Inside Kara Walker’s Art […]

  • Enigma by Eleni Nikologlou

    “A Special Circumstance” By Yannis Livadas

      “Challenge fate with virulence With the demand of the rose in the darkness. Great discoveries are needless. What matters today is preservation. Fabulous unknown poets. Wild oxen plough the earth where heroes buried. Two dogs with dog-wings follow the traces of all we said. Stay unruffled. Now that teens play soccer between the jumbled […]

  • Michel Campeau

    “Yessing” By Kika Stayerman

      “The day announce ‘this is your life’  I say ‘I want another option.’  drawing a smoke as far down as this weekend unfolds upon me  offering an equal exchange with the finite air in this room  Here, the whole story is told in a gentle unpacking  Exhaling –  deepening my portrait of being  writhen […]

  • Cerberus by Hedgz Exhbtz

    “Cerberus” By Yannis Livadas

      “The absolute time is dead meat. I am delighted with the death that worms me. Dark light lies in the house. An empty creased blanket on my bed escapes from numbness. I am up 4:46 in the morning Heading for the cracking words, of the typing under the glare of a lonely lamp; But […]

  • The Writer by Ruth Clotworthy

    Yannis Livadas on Paris

    Reply to a formal letter from Paris (For the sender)   Since I received this letter of someone wanting to know me: I tell you my friend: I adore Paris but I don’t give a shit about “Shakespeare & Co.”: As I don’t give even half a shit about the monument of “Beat Hotel”: I […]

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    An Interview with “And Then” Magazine

    On a pleasantly sunny day in May this year, I sent out an email to my dear friend Robert Roth, asking if he will be willing to be featured in an interview for my blog. A typical yes-man as Robert is, he replied “Definitely would like that!” I first met Robert when I attended his […]

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    Henry Miller’s Work Schedule

      COMMANDMENTS   1. Work on one thing at a time until finished. 2. Start no more new books, add no more new material to “Black Spring.” 3. Don’t be nervous. Work calmly, joyously, recklessly on whatever is in hand. 4. Work according to the program and not according to mood. Stop at the appointed […]

  • Scapes By Robert Solomon

    Life Sentences – Writers on Loving and Leaving New York

    “Goodbye to all that: Writers on Loving and Leaving New York” (Edited By Sari Botton) is a collection of New York City stories by writers, who all share the same love and disgust, the same passion cannot-live-without and dysfunctional abusive relationship with the city. Here are my favorite quotes from the book:   * * […]

  • Ascension By Otha Davis III

    “John Coltrane” By Yannis Livadas

      (An improvisational composition while listening to Ascension) “Rapid-fire swan-songs, glowing trophies of sun with turned backs, vespers of heartless nights offering holy vows fixed on the curved shoulders of birds with a cursed voice that is us – beatitude pasted on luck, a heart-leaf wandering away many centuries for a fate that’s not enough […]

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    A Second Interview with the Poet Yannis Livadas

      In May, I had the privilege and honor to do an interview with the poet Yannis Livadas.  The following second interview focuses more on his work as a translator, and of jazz poetry.    KIKA What motivates you to do a translation of a piece? Is it a purely literary challenge or would you […]

  • Scotch Glass By Alexandra Pennycook

    “The Escapade of Illusion” By Charles Bukowski

      “the end of grace, the end of matter. the eye in the bottom of the bottle is yours winking back. old voices, old songs become a snake which crawls away. men go mad for empty faces why not? what else is there for them to do? I too have done it. the eye in […]

  • The Boy By Jacek Graczyk

    “How Long” By Ron Padgett

      “How long do you want to go on being the person you think you are? How long, a city in China The nouns come toward you “Knee how,” they say To the cluster of synonyms also approaching… has that evening train been gone? How long, how long, baby, how long? Let me know if […]

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    “Escaped” By Yannis Livadas

      “Every poet has his musician Even if he has returned from somewhere. Among four pencils I choose the ocean liner To write. To speak. The escaped. I have always a list. Solitude very early in the morning is not comparable To anything. Calmness falls and an echo of the heels of a woman Who […]

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    The Art of Fluidity – Movement Salon

      Fluidity (noun) 1. The quality or state of being fluid. 2. The ability of a substance to flow.   “If you look deeply into movement it is not straightforward. Nature is a labyrinth in which the very haste you move-in, will make you lose your way.” “Make haste slowly.” [Boris Mouravieff, Gnosis]   On […]

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    “Sapphic Fragments” By Kika Stayerman

      “Tracing your mouth with Sapphic fragments of my fingers You are only the length of my lashes away And you dare me not to kiss you So gentle, so familiar, you repair me with your lips Unfold me under your feathers Untended, unnamed, a dandelion apart   Your breath sew my eyelids shut And […]

  • The Leaning Lamp By Simon Tupper

    “Internal Lights” By Yannis Livadas

      “This is the habit of writing a poem The night before Christmas Trapped for some times in the trap Of conclusion drinks his own blood With Dex Gordon a dirty chair And smoking butts – Alas to this emotional isolation He feels a little happy when he feels a little Dizzy a little happy […]

  • Playing the Blues 3 By Janel Eleftherakis

    “I’ve Got Something to Tell You” By Kika Stayerman

    “I’ve got something to tell you.   Red. Flying above the view Daily, demise, devoured As the blood pumping in my veins As your thousand lips As I find it hard to say Stop.     Blue. With a rope, the whole horizon Clouds ripped apart Silk in moonlight Your thousand hands Adding sins, dividing […]

  • Jayne Cortez Photo by John Sarsgard

    “How Long Has Trane Been Gone” By Jayne Cortez

          “Tell me about the good things you clappin’ & laughin’ will you remember or will you forget forget about the good things like Blues & Jazz being black Yeah black Music all about you And the musicians that write & play about you A black brother groanin’ A black sister moanin’ and […]

  • Fearless Falling By Sharon Yamamoto

    Create Dangerously By Albert Camus

      An Oriental wise man always used to ask the divinity in his prayers to be so kind as to spare him from living in an interesting era. As we are not wise, the divinity has not spared us and we are living in an interesting era. In any case, our era forces us to […]

  • The Dancer By Eleni Nikologlou

    “Jazz, I Say” By Yannis Livadas

      (to Lee Morgan)   It’s so subterranean the playing                 like a nightly fire on the remains of the empty street so hot                   and needed                         and                           ancient where all the street guys approach                their hands                       over it                 ’round and ’round                it’s the           tops –        it’s […]

  • Just Married By Erich Rauschenbach

    “Newlywed” By Jason Tandon

      “After the petals have settled between the emerald filaments of the field, after our pause on the macadam path to watch a horse touch its muzzle to a pond’s pewter sheen, after the horns have been polished and packed in velvet, after the dawn, when the windows ignite and we melt cubes of ice […]

  • Sweet Honey By Chico Sanchez

    “About My Poetry” By Nazim Hikmet

      “I have no silver-saddled horse to ride, no inheritance to live on, neither riches no real-estate — a pot of honey is all I own. A pot of honey red as fire! My honey is my everything. I guard my riches and my real-estate — my honey pot, I mean — from pests of […]

  • Red Cloud in Paris By Les Dessin d'Olivier

    “Say, 27,028 Days On This Earth” By Kika Stayerman

      “Say, 27,028 days on this earth, what have you learned? One day I came to meet you And when you painted, I saw everything. Haunted and haunting, truth and beauty For there stood your strong body As the map of scars and delicate bones, That gave way to the weight of the unlived lives. […]

  • Portrait of Blaise Cendrars By Jacques Chapiro

    “At the 5 Corners” By Blaise Cendrars

      “To dare and make some noise Everything is color movement explosion light Life flowers at the windows of the sun Which melts in my mouth I’m ripe And I fall translucent in the street You said it, buddy I don’t know how to open my eyes? Golden tongue Poetry in play.”   {Image: Portrait […]

  • Untitled (Woman Soho Square) 2014 By Giacomo Brunelli

    “When I Look at a Strawberry, I Think of a Tongue” By Édouard Levé

      When I was young, I thought Life: A User’s Manual would teach me how to live and Suicide: A User’s Manual how to die. I don’t really listen to what people tell me. I forget things I don’t like. I look down dead-end streets. The end of a trip leaves me with a sad […]

  • Gethsemane By Lia Melia

    Mystical Poems of Rumi #233

      “Come, how much is a kiss from that precious ruby? If a kiss is for a life, it is a duty to buy. Since the kiss is pure and not proper to earth, I will become a disengaged spirit, I will emerge from this body. The sea of purity said to me, “No aspiration […]

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    Henry Miller to Anais Nin

    Tuesday Night [June 7, 1932] Dear Anais – I love you madly, madly. I ran into Hugo during the intermission (I saw you come in, you know) and when Hugo spoke to me so gently, so kindly, and so innocently, I felt wretched. I hate this lying and deception when a person is so fair, […]

  • Paris Cafe By Louise Fahy

    “Before Laughter” By Yannis Livadas

      “Pain is there. The night sometimes turns out The dirt in the nails of the nightmare.   You are composed of loneliness. You gamble to the end. It is more than too late.   Things like these I was saying.   Now first of March I laugh With the poem I write. And say […]

  • Mill Wheel 2 By Fiona Mackenzie-Spence

    “The Mill” By Rumi

    A Note from Coleman Barks, a renowned poet and an interpreter of Rumi, Sufism, and other mystic poets of Persia: “The mill is one of Rumi’s images for the process whereby individual grains get crushed to make something less separate, more communally useful (bread). Thought (the river water) and the body (the millstone) are part […]

  • Gaze Gold By George Sampsonidis

    “Ask Me Not Why” By Lambon Salifu Muhammeed

      “Ask not why, in lot hours I have tied thee to my sight without a blink or turn. Truly, I blink not, for I feel thy beauty I will miss And not I turn, for I’m scared men will rob thee off me because of thy beauty. If thou again ask why I swing […]

  • Face By Rémi Jouandet

    “Amoraphobia” by Shaunna Harper

        “Your vowels pull reluctant lips into something shy, vague, like the shadow of a coy smile, linger like light across dark in dying eyes, the fierce final breath hitches in the throat somewhere between tension and laughter, the ecstasy that comes after, fills spaces in my bones that you used to dwell in […]

  • Jim Harrison

    “Broom” By Jim Harrison

      “To remember you’re alive visit the cemetery of your father at noon after you’ve made love and are still wrapped in a mammalian odor that you are forced to cherish. Under each stone is someone’s inevitable surprise, the unexpected death of their biology that struggled hard, as it must. Now to home without looking […]

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    Leonard Cohen’s Advice For A Writer

      Everyone knows you are in pain. You cannot tell the audience everything you know about love in every line of love you speak. Step aside and they will know what you know because you know it already. You have nothing to teach them. You are not more beautiful than they are. You are not […]

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    “Love Handles” By Kika Stayerman

    “I address you tonight Like my senses Cadences falling about us Falling from grace And if the grace is mouthful If your mouth is full with me If me is full by your hands Parting. Part of me. Is alive now. Handle me with love I love how you handle me Love handling my love […]

  • Living to the Beat of Love

    “Words to Joe Ceravolo” By Ron Padgett

      “I think tonight I am beginning to understand some impulses That a friend of mine Joe Ceravolo seems to have been having And which others have certainly had Which makes no difference But which might make him seem terribly silly for a while And which if I’m right I’m beginning to feel myself About […]

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    “A Question For Psychoanalyst Adam Phillips” By Kika Stayerman

      Mr. Phillips, What might I ask to which you will answer ‘That it’s more appropriate for a private conversation.’ to which I will ask ‘When can we have one?’ to which you will say ‘Stay after the event.’ And if I would ask that would you say that so I’ll stay?   {Image: Therapy […]

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    “Andros Island” By Yannis Livadas

      “Like all the rooms I ran through The rooms I ran through. Now I am a hole into the night. The curtain of laziness. I think about some things with some Things. I have no reasons. Pilsner for the praises.   My hands constitute the sea, the funnels. In a sec a line for […]

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    “A Poem I Once Wrote” By Yannis Livadas

      “The Fontaine Medicis does not express the Medici, but a truth that the Press hides systematically. Sitting in the bistro I’ve already trusted an advantage that I noticed over the foreheads of the meditations; We stole poetry from god to retire in nirvana we stole poetry from god to die on the cross. We […]

Nick Cave on Meeting His Wife

"The first time I saw Susie was at the Victoria and Albert Museum in London. And when she came walking in, all the things that I have obsessed over for all the years, pictures of movie stars, Jenny Agutter in the billabong, Anita Ekberg in the fountain... Miss World competitions, Marilyn Monroe and Jennifer Jones and Bo Derek... Bolshoi ballerinas and Russian gymnasts... the young girls at the Wangaratta pool lying on the hot concrete, all the stuff I had heard and seen and read... all the continuing never-ending drip-feed of erotic data... came together at that moment, in one great big crash bang, and I was lost to her. And that was that."

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“The Shenevertakesherwatchoff Poem” by Richard Brautigan

  For Marcia   “Because you always have a clock strapped to your body, it’s natural that I should think of you as the     correct time: with your long blonde hair at 8:03, and your pulse-lightning breasts at 11:17, and your rose-meow smile at 5:30,    I know I’m right.”   {Image: Richard Brautigan. […]

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Life Sentences – “Inside The Writers’ Room: Conversations With American TV Writers” by Christina Kallas

  As I go about my writing journey, I pick up along the way words of wisdom by those who dared and succeeded. After hundreds of books, interviews and lectures it is rare to find a fresh and eye-opening truth.  Enter “Inside The Writers’ Room: Conversations with American TV Writers” by Christina Kallas (Palgrave Macmillan, […]

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Best Speeches: Orson Welles On Receiving A Compliment, Mavericks And Good Movies

  “My father once told me that the art of receiving a compliment is of all things the sign of a civilized man. And he died soon afterwards, leaving my education in this important matter sadly incomplete. I’m only glad that on this, the occasion of the rarest compliment he ever could have dreamed of, […]

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Eugene Ionesco Thoughts on Passing Time

The Romanian playwright Eugene Ionesco was troubled by passing time in a meaningful way after a few hours of daily writing. He wrote in his Fragments Journal (Paragon House, 1990):   “I agree that it might be wise not to burden myself with guilt about time slipping through my fingers. But what should I actually […]

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Hanif Kureishi Reads “Hunger Artist” by Franz Kafka

  During these last decades the interest in professional fasting has markedly diminished. It used to pay very well to stage such great performances under one’s own management, but today that is quite impossible. We live in a different world now. At one time the whole town took a lively interest in the hunger artist; […]

Meryl Streep Reads “The Enormous Radio” by John Cheever

  Jim and Irene Westcott were the kind of people who seem to strike that satisfactory average of income, endeavor, and respectability that is reached by the statistical reports in college alumni bulletins. They were the parents of two young children, they had been married nine years, they lived on the twelfth floor of an […]

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“Praise the Newborn” by Kika Stayerman

  And the world will open its mouth to the newborn          And it will be breastfeed it.   And it will give it sight and a mind to explore          And it will go through the conveyer belt of the journey we all partake.   And it will find love and it will be […]

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“The Bound Man” by Ilse Aichinger

  Sunlight on his face woke him, but made him shut his eyes again; it streamed unhindered down the slope, collected itself into rivulets, attracted swarms of flies, which flew low over his forehead, circled, sought to land, and were overtaken by fresh swarms. When he tried to whisk them away he discovered that he […]

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“You Who Never Arrived” by Rainer Maria Rilke

  “You who never arrived in my arms, Beloved, who were lost from the start, I don’t even know what songs would please you. I have given up trying to recognize you in the surging wave of the next moment. All the immense images in me — the far-off, deeply-felt landscape, cities, towers, and bridges, […]

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“Prayer” by Jorie Graham

  “Over a dock railing, I watch the minnows, thousands, swirl themselves, each a minuscule muscle, but also, without the way to create current, making of their unison (turning, re- infolding, entering and exiting their own unison in unison) making of themselves a visual current, one that cannot freight or sway by minutest fractions the […]

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“Let It Rip” by Kika Stayerman

  When I asked if you love me and you said ‘That depends’ I knew the nomadic people are happy tonight and I wanted not to want it but my wanting it was stronger We start conversations that are the length of an elevator or a subway stop away The most human thing is to […]

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“Keeping Things Whole” by Mark Strand

  “In a field I am the absence of field. This is always the case. Wherever I am I am what is missing. When I walk I part the air and always the air moves in to fill the spaces where my body’s been. We all have reasons for moving. I move to keep things […]

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Tracy Letts Advice on How to Live A Creative Life

  Tracy Letts, Pulitzer Prize-winner writer and Tony Award-winning actor gives his advice on how to live a creative life. The talk was given in 2013 at the Chicago Ideas Week.         1. Don’t do anything. 2. Don’t listen to NPR. 3. Get out of your own ideas way. 4. Stop drinking. […]

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Life Sentences – “Notes to Screenwriters” by Vicki Peterson and Barbara Nicolosi

  I came across the book Notes to Screenwriters: Advancing Your Story, Screenplay, and Career With Whatever Hollywood Throws at You by Vicki Peterson and Barbara Nicolosi (Michael Wiese Productions, 2015) after watching a series of interviews with the writers conducted by the wonderful service of Film Courage. I gulped down the book over night, […]

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Life Sentences – “On Writing” by Stephen King

  Every aspiring writer should read The Elements of Style. […] … My attempt to show how one writer is formed. Not how one writer was made; I don’t believe writers can be made, either by circumstances or by self-will… I believe large numbers of people have at least some talent as writers and storytellers, […]

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John Paul II Letter to Artists

  To all who are passionately dedicated to the search for new “epiphanies” of beauty so that through their creative work as artists they may offer these as gifts to the world. “God saw all that he had made, and it was very good” (Gn 1:31)   The artist, image of God the Creator 1. […]

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“The Advantages of Learning” by Kenneth Rexroth

  “I am a man with no ambitions And few friends, wholly incapable Of making a living, growing no Younger, fugitive from some just doom. Lonely, ill-clothed, what does it matter? At midnight I make myself a jug Of hot white wine and cardamon seeds. In a torn grey robe and old beret, I sit […]

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“The Real You” by Ron Padgett

  “When you feel tired it is easy to become more and more aware of how tired you feel. Soon you create a character who is tired, with you in that role; your feet ache, your back is weak, your eyes are dry, you can barely hold your head up! But deep inside, the real […]

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“Why I Write” by Kurt Sutter

  “I never wanted to be a writer. In school, I hated English, barely comprehended grammatical structure. What I loved was TV and movies. I wanted to do that. Tell stories, entertain, make people laugh and cry. Make people notice me. I needed attention. Lots of it. I tried acting, teaching acting, various adventures in […]

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Burt Young A Life

I met Burt Young, the artist, in his flat in Port Washington. That part of him which is missing, emerges from his art. That which he fears, his art pacifies. That which stirs him is just in front of him, staring at him. With each morning punch, he becomes a fighter again; with each brushstroke, […]

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Kurt Sutter Is Back

  “One time, during a car ride where I was supposed to be paying attention to something important Katey was telling me, she realized I had “gone away.” She asked me where I was and what I was thinking about. I deflected and feigned interest in whatever the fuck she was talking about. She called […]

Womb by Andrea Bucci

“Mama” by Kika Stayerman

  “Is there a name for this pain? I can go on suffering a little longer.   This city supplies my drugs, putting me to sleep.   Mama, since you left I refuse to breathe Bits of memories do it for me.   Staring at the offering of your mouth, forms me to a liquid […]

Happiness By Tomas Urbelionis

“Untitled” by Kika Stayerman

  “Where I live silence defines me.   At times I pray for an instant death that refuses to come.   I buy brushes and paint and grow your face into flesh   As far as my memory holds your image, what do you look like today?   What is the upshot of all this […]

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Screenwriter, Director and Producer Kurt Sutter’s Advice to Writers

  “This is what I know: My path to writing was incredibly circuitous, so I wouldn’t recommend my career approach.  It took me a long time to find my voice and realize that my need for expression could be expedited through a keyboard.  I had a dozen careers before I landed on The Shield and […]

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“A Couple of Challahs” by Kika Stayerman

  On a Friday I was passing by Union Square in NYC, where the Greenmarket is held every week. From a distance I heard someone shouting ‘Jews are pigs!’ ‘Jews are thieves!’ I made my way towards the shouting and found a guy standing in front of a Kosher stand of an old religious man […]

The Confession by Molteni Giuseppe

“Confession” by Kika Stayerman

  “Bless me father, for I have loved. Here is how my sin goes:   Host at the head Hostess at the foot This was our dalliance dinner.   The room: It was effeminate with insatiable licentiousness The conversation: Started estranged, soft and wide. He fawned over me with ample time.   You see, the […]

Red Socks by Artur Muharremi

“What to Do” by Ron Padgett

  “”Show, don’t tell,” they say, and I agree: so here, take a look at my naked body, of which I will tell you nothing, and here is my naked soul, into which I will jump with both feet clad only in socks, bright red ones from which sparks are flying as I whiz into […]

Blaise Cendrars, June 1948. Photo Walter Carone

Blaise Cendrars on Writing “Moravagine”

  How I Wrote Moravagine (Found Documents)   The first document I find is dated: Paris, November 1912. Easter in New York had just appeared. I had begun the Transsiberian. I was hard up at the time, working odd jobs in the book trade (a translation of The Memoirs of a German Opera Singer for […]

Kfir Lev in Studio by Haya Mosak

Who Seeks Finds Interview with Israeli Sculptor Kfir Lev

  “And there were other rocks that were like animals, creeping, horrible animals, putting out their tongues, and others were like words I could not say, and others like dead people lying on the grass. I went on among them, though they frightened me, and my heart was full of wicked song they put into […]

Anne Lamott

Life Sentences – “Bird by Bird” by Anne Lamott

I get up. I walk. I fall down. Meanwhile, I keep dancing. […] You double up therapy sessions for a few weeks sit in your car in the garage with the engine running and listening to a Leslie Gore CD or call Jack Kevorkian and see if he can squeeze you in, until you’re back […]

Reason by Warren Wright

“Jettison Seeking Fulfillment In Lunacy” by Yannis Livadas

  “I feel so bad I want To write a poem A masterpiece like this in The stuffy room Obituaring in exchange of an imaginary epigram. I’m indifferent to the secrets of the universe, I return to this margin like a stray dog To demonstrate lonesome that failed To abandon the earth, the booze And […]

Marlon Brando on Broadway by Eliot Elisofon

‘Hey, Stella!’ – The Most Imitated and Famous Cinema Scenes Explained

  “I’ve always thought that one benefit of acting is that it gives actors a chance to express feelings that they are normally unable to vent in real life.”  – Marlon Brando   Originally called The Poker Night it had been renamed A Streetcar Named Desire. The role of Stanley Kowalski was initially set for […]

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“Why I Write?” by Carlos Ruiz Zafon

  “I write because I really have no other choice. This is what I do. This is what I am. I am in the business of storytelling. I always have been, always will be. It is what I’ve been doing since I was a kid. Telling stories, making up tales, bringing life to characters, devising […]

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“No Hearts Were Broken in the Living of this Life” by Kika Stayerman

Feeding on dreams. In a stage of unfamiliarity. Let’s say we meet. Wooden floor. A carpet. A big mirror to document our dancing silhouettes. Two Bourbons. A dark daytime. A ray of sun kissing through a crack. A few microscopic creatures. For the life of me. A breath away. Sitting, folding palms in my lap. […]

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“Albert Ayler” by Yannis Livadas

  “The East River at the level of the docks at Congress Street in Brooklyn was baptized with your corpse – Your dive was a grandeur, your black and white beard a cry to the black bed of disaster, and that daybreak on shore someone was burning like a cigarette inside autumn gazing down into […]

Osvaldo Cavandoli

In Praise of the Greatest Illustrators: Osvaldo Cavandoli

If you were a child around the 70s or 80s, pretending to be sick just so you can stay home and watch one more episode of La Linea, you are not alone. La Linea was an animated illustration Italian series of 2-3 minutes long episodes, featuring Mr. Linea, made out of a single drawn line […]

The Pity by Maury Gortemiller

“Some Day, No Matter What” by Kika Stayerman

“The stories you keep telling yourself each morning when you wake up. What if self-fulfilling prophecy works? What if you decide to blossom? If you wish, as I do Give me a lesson in generosity and let me know now. Let me see a man without an ego or unselfish genes Kindness is not a […]

Pretend to Sleep 2010 (bed) by Robyn Nesbitt

“On Lying in Bed” by G. K. Chesterton

  Lying in bed would be an altogether perfect and supreme experience if only one had a coloured pencil long enough to draw on the ceiling. This, however, is not generally a part of the domestic apparatus on the premises. I think myself that the thing might be managed with several pails of Aspinall and […]

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“Fullblast Forever” by Yannis Livadas

  “Shocking situation       of limits in the boundless confinement of the           compression – you fling out your go on you speak you whistle   Ornette where is your situation heading to where                  your typhoon breath                  uproots palm-trees                  on the beach of legitimacy                  – desert storm and wilderness                  of […]

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Life Sentences – “U & I” by Nicholson Baker

But as I struggled to formulate something that sounded unmannered, I noticed that there was a morally bothersome taint to the effort I was making.  […] That phrase which reviewers take such pains to include when delivering their judgments – when they say that among living writers so-and-so is or isn’t of the first rank […]

CHRIST CITY- EXTRUSION by Rodolphe Martinez

“Fixation” by Ron Padgett

  “It’s not that hard to climb up on a cross and have nails driven into your hands and feet. Of course it would hurt, but if your mind were strong enough you wouldn’t notice. You would notice how much farther you can see up here, how there’s even a breeze that cools your leaking […]

Venezia by Mina Hasman

“Venezia” by Jack Hirschman

  “I was enraged at your body Venezia, when I first saw your bauble shops, chic chicanery that cried out, “Buy my glittering dribble of an awful orgasm spurted onto my Rialto Bridge thighs!” Slowly I found your side-streets where you practice s strolling stillness without any engine sounds, under a sky turning into the […]

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“Now I Know You” by Kika Stayerman

“Of too much was your touch of too little time of you, again against me. Of eyes looking through me looking away. Of a mouth, saying Saying too much, saying not a thing. Saying ‘Now I know you.’ Your verbs and nouns aren’t enough for what I feel, nor do mine. Wreck your language, wake […]

Smoking Area by Mario Rossi

“The Day You Looked Upon Me As A Stranger” by Jeffrey Harrison

“I had left you at the gate to buy a newspaper and on my way back stopped at a bank of monitors to check the status of our flight to London. That was when you noticed a middle-aged man in a brown jacket and the green short-brimmed cap I’d bought for the trip. It wasn’t […]

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Bits of Me: An Interview

“In New York everything is misleading without necessarily be false.” Learn the secret of a great pizza, how do I react to rejection, what makes me cry and other things I know to be true in my interview with Catfish McDaris. Read More HERE. {Image: Meret Oppenheim Fur-Lined Tea Cup}

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“In Order To” by Kenneth Patchen

    “Apply for the position (I’ve forgotten now for what) I had    to marry the Second Mayor’s daughter by twelve noon. The    order arrived three minutes of.   I already had a wife; the Second Mayor was childless: but I    did it.   Next they told me to shave off my father’s beard. All […]

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66 Lines On Your Soul – Poetry Review and An Interview

What is a man’s life all about? That type of philosophical question seems to be the focus on the writers’ experience of life and manhood in 66 Lines On Your Soul, where stories and impressions are weaved in an unusual sense of wonder on mundane incidents. The most recent collection of poetry is a collaboration […]

I used to fly by Larissa Martin

“On Running After One’s Hat” by Gilbert Keith Chesterton

I feel an almost savage envy on hearing that London has been flooded in my absence, while I am in the mere country. My own Battersea has been, I understand, particularly favoured as a meeting of the waters. Battersea was already, as I need hardly say, the most beautiful of human localities. Now that it […]

Poeme by JfR Jean-Franois Rveillard

“Poets Eleven Poem” by Jack Hirschman

  “Between the page with the heart and the mind wrestling upon it, and the ear which later will receive those limbs of light as perfect harmony, there’s a stillness whose volume speaks worlds of words defiant of measure, treasures of the unsayable, secrets of the ever-beginning enchantment and the never-ending gathering at the lips […]

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“Photography 101″ by Kika Stayerman

  “Behind the camera Your reflection gives me a world to explore, a place to be, a language to use, something to aim at. I aim at you. When you look at me I am washed over my nervous system With a syncopated metaphor.   When you came here today, my morning ripened it peeled […]

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“You Do the Math” by Kika Stayerman

  I realized at a fairly young age that I suck at math. My mom always had to explain to relatives and friends that I am the best in class in Literature, Arabic and Dance, yet fail every bloody time in math. It wasn’t always like that. I got my period when I was 10 […]

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“Five” by Jack Hirschman

  “You move from a repose I am far behind, and vain. The simple way you take things in that are, after all, trembling. Two years ago I was a Lublinjuggler a Dublinjew last year was I. Since you have put your finger on me I have no desire, no more water in the pail, […]

Two Frightened Doves by Anina-Bird

“Measuring Time” by Kika Stayerman

“Seven minutes could be a long time to wait. Seven minutes to be waiting for a call. Seven minutes to land. Seven minutes to be tortured. Seven minutes to get any reply. Seven minutes to see mom again. Seven minutes for the banker to close and go home. Seven minutes of hunger. Seven minutes of […]

Jack Hirschman by Molly Segal

“Night Falls” By Jack Hirschman

  “Night falls on its knees and does also tuck their legs in under the moonlight.   I am sitting in the very same cafe seat you sat in the day after I kissed you drunkly on the run, your shoes under the table nailing me: nature is all around my mem- ory, its belly […]

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“Make A Wish” by Kika Stayerman

  (To Yannis Livadas)   Make a wish A cigarette Its goodness is a decision for your mouth to make Crystallize the pain that strangles the apparition you ever so mistakenly figured it to be In the height of the swallowed brutality – silence. In the depth of humanity – you.   You. I mean […]

Don't leave the room by Lilya Kouhan

“The Sun Goes Down Sure Over Our Tombs” by Yannis Livadas

  “I’m coming Kiss me The ivy of Sin The sun goes down sure Over our tombs Time is grease Burn it With love      With Whiskey          With life With death       Something new You don’t have to                    Be a poet Break the vessel Which has on it         Written       YOUR NAME […]

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Salutation by Kika Stayerman

    {Image: Brad Culver and Tiffany Sweat in “Cave.” Photo by Taso Papadakis}

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“It Gets Done” by Gerald Locklin

  “A friend of mine, George Carroll, has this phrase, “It gets done.” he means it in the sexual realm, that before the bar closes you will somehow end up with a woman. it always does seem to be the case for him. somehow it never happens to me. but I like the extension of […]

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“On Self Respect” by Joan Didion

Once, in a dry season, I wrote in large letters across two pages of a notebook that innocence ends when one is stripped of the delusion that one likes oneself. Although now, some years later, I marvel that a mind on the outs with itself should have nonetheless made painstaking record of its every tremor, […]

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Life Sentences – Mortality by Christopher Hitchens

  I have more than once in my time woken up feeling like death. […] I view the scene in retrospect I see it as a very gentle and firm deportation, taking me from the country of the well across the stark frontier that marks off the land of malady. […] The new land is […]

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“Too Long” By Kika Stayerman

  “These are my body parts. This is what happens if you touch them This is if you don’t.   For example, here’s a lollipop Are you a licker or chewer off from the center?   If the only way to be with you is to feel all the sadness in your heart fully open […]

Kara Walker Sculpture

“Pumpkin” By Ron Padgett

  “My little pumpkin, I like to think about other girls sometimes, but the truth is if you ever left me I’d tear my heart out and never put it back. There’ll never be anyone like you. How embarrassing.”   The poem appears in Collected Poems, Coffee House Press, 2013. {Image: Inside Kara Walker’s Art […]

Enigma by Eleni Nikologlou

“A Special Circumstance” By Yannis Livadas

  “Challenge fate with virulence With the demand of the rose in the darkness. Great discoveries are needless. What matters today is preservation. Fabulous unknown poets. Wild oxen plough the earth where heroes buried. Two dogs with dog-wings follow the traces of all we said. Stay unruffled. Now that teens play soccer between the jumbled […]

Michel Campeau

“Yessing” By Kika Stayerman

  “The day announce ‘this is your life’  I say ‘I want another option.’  drawing a smoke as far down as this weekend unfolds upon me  offering an equal exchange with the finite air in this room  Here, the whole story is told in a gentle unpacking  Exhaling –  deepening my portrait of being  writhen […]

Cerberus by Hedgz Exhbtz

“Cerberus” By Yannis Livadas

  “The absolute time is dead meat. I am delighted with the death that worms me. Dark light lies in the house. An empty creased blanket on my bed escapes from numbness. I am up 4:46 in the morning Heading for the cracking words, of the typing under the glare of a lonely lamp; But […]

The Writer by Ruth Clotworthy

Yannis Livadas on Paris

Reply to a formal letter from Paris (For the sender)   Since I received this letter of someone wanting to know me: I tell you my friend: I adore Paris but I don’t give a shit about “Shakespeare & Co.”: As I don’t give even half a shit about the monument of “Beat Hotel”: I […]

And Then Arnie Collage 2010

An Interview with “And Then” Magazine

On a pleasantly sunny day in May this year, I sent out an email to my dear friend Robert Roth, asking if he will be willing to be featured in an interview for my blog. A typical yes-man as Robert is, he replied “Definitely would like that!” I first met Robert when I attended his […]

Henry Miller

Henry Miller’s Work Schedule

  COMMANDMENTS   1. Work on one thing at a time until finished. 2. Start no more new books, add no more new material to “Black Spring.” 3. Don’t be nervous. Work calmly, joyously, recklessly on whatever is in hand. 4. Work according to the program and not according to mood. Stop at the appointed […]

Scapes By Robert Solomon

Life Sentences – Writers on Loving and Leaving New York

“Goodbye to all that: Writers on Loving and Leaving New York” (Edited By Sari Botton) is a collection of New York City stories by writers, who all share the same love and disgust, the same passion cannot-live-without and dysfunctional abusive relationship with the city. Here are my favorite quotes from the book:   * * […]

Ascension By Otha Davis III

“John Coltrane” By Yannis Livadas

  (An improvisational composition while listening to Ascension) “Rapid-fire swan-songs, glowing trophies of sun with turned backs, vespers of heartless nights offering holy vows fixed on the curved shoulders of birds with a cursed voice that is us – beatitude pasted on luck, a heart-leaf wandering away many centuries for a fate that’s not enough […]

Yannis Livadas June 2014

A Second Interview with the Poet Yannis Livadas

  In May, I had the privilege and honor to do an interview with the poet Yannis Livadas.  The following second interview focuses more on his work as a translator, and of jazz poetry.    KIKA What motivates you to do a translation of a piece? Is it a purely literary challenge or would you […]

Scotch Glass By Alexandra Pennycook

“The Escapade of Illusion” By Charles Bukowski

  “the end of grace, the end of matter. the eye in the bottom of the bottle is yours winking back. old voices, old songs become a snake which crawls away. men go mad for empty faces why not? what else is there for them to do? I too have done it. the eye in […]

The Boy By Jacek Graczyk

“How Long” By Ron Padgett

  “How long do you want to go on being the person you think you are? How long, a city in China The nouns come toward you “Knee how,” they say To the cluster of synonyms also approaching… has that evening train been gone? How long, how long, baby, how long? Let me know if […]

Hands in Music 04 By Pier Raffaele Platania

“Escaped” By Yannis Livadas

  “Every poet has his musician Even if he has returned from somewhere. Among four pencils I choose the ocean liner To write. To speak. The escaped. I have always a list. Solitude very early in the morning is not comparable To anything. Calmness falls and an echo of the heels of a woman Who […]

Movement Salon Window

The Art of Fluidity – Movement Salon

  Fluidity (noun) 1. The quality or state of being fluid. 2. The ability of a substance to flow.   “If you look deeply into movement it is not straightforward. Nature is a labyrinth in which the very haste you move-in, will make you lose your way.” “Make haste slowly.” [Boris Mouravieff, Gnosis]   On […]

The Bell Tolls for Thee

“Sapphic Fragments” By Kika Stayerman

  “Tracing your mouth with Sapphic fragments of my fingers You are only the length of my lashes away And you dare me not to kiss you So gentle, so familiar, you repair me with your lips Unfold me under your feathers Untended, unnamed, a dandelion apart   Your breath sew my eyelids shut And […]

The Leaning Lamp By Simon Tupper

“Internal Lights” By Yannis Livadas

  “This is the habit of writing a poem The night before Christmas Trapped for some times in the trap Of conclusion drinks his own blood With Dex Gordon a dirty chair And smoking butts – Alas to this emotional isolation He feels a little happy when he feels a little Dizzy a little happy […]

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