PLANET EARTH
Every day the world
sprouts forth in defiance
It has no boss
It does not have
to finance existence
out of air—no matter
how thin it is
It could do without you
It could be
happy as a rock
May 18, 2012
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“In matters like writing and painting, a man does what he has to do—if he has to write, why then, he writes; and if he doesn’t feel the urgent need of writing, there are dozens of professions in which it is easier to earn a comfortable living. Writing offers fairly large rewards to a few successful people, but the rewards come late, and most writers are failures.”
- Malcolm Cowley in response to a letter asking whether one should pursue an MFA.
”In the comments section, novelist Helen DeWitt serves a searing retort:
“…if he has to write, why then, he writes…” This is roughly what my penultimate agent, Bill Clegg, had to say on the subject. This is not so much the romantic point of view as the addict’s point of view. Anyone familiar with the world of publishing will know that it’s bullshit. The writer who is literally an addict, the writer who can’t help himself, the writer who HAS to write, can never be anything but an amateur, because the industry requires the professional to put writing on hold not just for a day or two, or a week, but for years.
(via believermag)
(Source: millionsmillions, via believermag)
May 17, 2012
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May 16, 2012
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May 16, 2012
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Los Angeles Review of Books did this incredible profile of us!
“‘Wave is putting out fantastic stuff,’ [Jeffery] Lependorf adds. ‘CAConrad, Beckman, Eileen Myles, Anselm Berrigan — those are great poets. And if I tell you I just bought a title from Wave Books, if you’ve read another book from Wave, you already know what kind of reader I am. And you can spot a Wave title a mile away.’”
Aw shucks…
MYERS-BRIGGS
How would you identify yourself? A lover in the breeze?
Or an entrenched member of a lightning rod organization?
Would you find yourself reciting a preamble on midcentury
American literature? Or slipping on an orange peel?
What would you do with an orange peel? Does it make you sing?
Does it make a good moisturizer for calamity?
What are you doing with your life today? Have you felt
someone up? Or did you run back to the breeze?
Where does the breeze come from? Out of the mouth
of a fire breathing philosopher? Or hotel air conditioning on blast?
Let’s talk a walk. Where do you want to go?
Or would you rather hunt for low net worth customers?
What does it take to make some money? Hard work? Or
squeezing your fingers & toes & hope for the best?
How would you approach calculus? Help draft
a charter school constitution? Or would you set the children free?
Thoughts on reproduction. Is it an inalienable right?
Or something to do before Congress come to town?
Take a break. Why don’t we hold hands?
What do you want from me? How do you want to shine?
May 9, 2012
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PEOPLE OF NORTH CAROLINA
I do not think
I can cough up
enough verse
to blanket the state
in glitter today
What would glitter
do you say
Would it charm
you with radiance
Would you roll
it in skin
until you sparkle
You could strut
down streets
with sheer
love for publicity
Is this what
it’s about
Camera time
Pats on the back
before kissing babies
Who gets to point
the finger & tell me
I’m a freak of nature
Then if so let clouds
open up & have
their way with you
May 8, 2012
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“ I cry a lot because I miss people. They die and I can’t stop them. They leave me and I love them more. ”
RIP Maurice Sendak (via shoeboxontheleft)
(via helium-taxi)
May 8, 2012
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