Category Archives: Poetry
Two perfect strangers adrenalined in stolen eye contact process the process of browsing a drop down menu of alternative lives – In paused rain they fall asleep snowflaking with elipses in their eyes – I want to make you safe … Continue reading
It is apparent in the history of most art forms that there is an illicit attraction at the heart of fatality which, at times, renders the artist nearly deaf to other subjects. Themes of death, the void, and general absence … Continue reading
I think in my industry I finally fell out of that confectionary dream called childhood and succumbed sickeningly to some kind of ambient takeover I can only watch now as if in orbit of myself Immediately I begin groveling at … Continue reading
Fog, Rain by Charles Baudelaire, trans. Keith Waldrop O ends of autumn, winter, springtime, steeped in slush, opiate of seasons! I love and honor you for thus enveloping my heart and brain in a shroud of vapor and a vague … Continue reading
This piece kind of goes against my general instincts to not write poems specifically about anything, but it turned into something far more than I originally thought it would (and taking up far more time than I anticipated). Please read it … Continue reading
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As an artist limited by his circumstance in the warring, emaciated USSR throughout the 60’s, 70’s and 80’s, Andrei Tarkovsky did well to establish himself as one of cinema’s greatest masters. In some sense, his works represent grand acts of … Continue reading