
books
happy birthday thomas stearns eliot
much love. listen to him read his four quartets. time past and time future//allow but little consciousness. last poetry post…for now. by sv
self-portrait in a convex mirror

ny art book fair
printed matter presents the seventh annual ny art book fair, from september 28 to 30, at moma ps1. by cp
great weekend read…
talk about reunions. people I have met and how they have proceeded to annoy me. by dd
the gravest moment in life

–the gravest moment in my life took place in the battle of the Marne, when they wounded me in the chest.
another man said:
–the gravest moment in my life, occurred during a Yokohama seaquake, from which I was miraculously saved, sheltered under the eaves of a lacquer shop.
and another man said:
–the gravest moment in my life happens when I sleep during the day.
and another said:
–the gravest moment of my life has taken place in my greatest loneliness.
and another said:
–the gravest moment in my life was my imprisonment in a Peruvian jail.
and another said:
–the gravest moment in my life is having surprised my father in profile.
and the last man said:
–the gravest moment in my life is yet to come.
the words of peruvian poet and all around genius in any language, cesar vallejo. exploiting our gravest moments in the simplest language, beautiful. by sv
THE LAST PICTURES
spend your evening tonight at bryant park under the stars with werner herzog, trevor paglen, and tracy k. smith. by cp
mina loy

There is no Life or Death,
Only activity
And in the absolute
Is no declivity.
There is no Love or Lust
Only propensity
Who would possess
Is a nonentity.
There is no First or Last
Only equality
And who would rule
Joins the majority.
There is no Space or Time
Only intensity,
And tame things
Have no immensity.
by sv
zoetrope all-story: fall issue

PATTI SMITH – JUST KIDS
i guess everything has been discussed about this book already but it’s such a beautiful portrait of a city, an era, two people… it’s just great. by pp.
go read a book
well there isn’t much to read in this one but what a beautiful book indeed. by dd
JEAN IN NEW YORK

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