July 28, 2014
On Light Noise as Translation

On Light Noise as Translation

By Karen An-hwei Lee

LightNoise

Several years ago, a friend gave me a gift subscription to a magazine that sent, in turn, a sequence of maps—a bird migration map, a global warming map, a seas-of-the-world map, a night-sky atlas, and a map of the globe at night.1 A translation of composite satellite data taken of the earth in darkness, a night mapdiagrams the luminosity of urban centers where artificial…

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July 24, 2014
Unimortal by Marina Kaganova from Failbetter

Unimortal by Marina Kaganova from Failbetter

they said instantly
not like the song & dance
thing that goes on a while
& nobody’s paying
attention because it
is clearly too late for
the party to redeem
itself, no they said
instantly but there
was no head rolling
down though they said
instantly the girl was
decapitated instantly
a thread of skin still
as wire & they said
we are not sure if it
counts technically
her head is still
attached by this little
bit over…

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July 22, 2014
"Menagerie: One Degree of Separation" By Thaddeus Rutkowski in The New York Times

July 20, 2014
Review: Sidewalks by Valeria Luiselli

Review: Sidewalks by Valeria Luiselli

By Nancy Smith

SidewalksSidewalkslanded on my desk during the usual end-of-semester rush. I had several essays due, a stack of papers to grade, and a research project to wrap up. And then summer came. Naturally it was time for a vacation. I packed up a few books and headed off on a road trip, where I finally got acquainted with Valeria Luiselli’s essay collection after a long day of wandering around the…

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July 19, 2014
Notes From A Risky Society by Dana Inez from The Cortland Review Issue 63

Notes From A Risky Society by Dana Inez from The Cortland Review Issue 63

There is nothing worse than being overdressed here Jonathan. Tomorrow we advise you say nothing at all here just stare. Something happened between being overdressed here and hello can you hear me here and that is the inexorable build-up of sophisticated weapon systems designed not to be used here. Enter a risk society and take the chance of being probable here. Find those weapon systems and run…

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July 18, 2014

Michael du Plessis reads The Jeweler

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July 18, 2014
Preface to S O S: Poems, 1961-2013 by Amiri Baraka

Preface to S O S: Poems, 1961-2013 by Amiri Baraka

By Paul Vangelisti

This essay will be included as the preface to S O S: Poems, 1961-2013 by Amiri Baraka, selected by Paul Vangelisti, forthcoming February 2015 from Grove Press.

Baraka1S O S traces the almost sixty-year career of a writer who may be, along with Ezra Pound, one of the most important and least understood American poets of the past century. The selection attests to a life’s work that is…

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July 16, 2014
As if from a Satellite in Distant Space, on a Winter Night by Sumita Chakraborty from Pank 9.7

As if from a Satellite in Distant Space, on a Winter Night by Sumita Chakraborty from Pank 9.7

Most of all, it is you I miss, you,
and owls,    you,    and the snap of cold   in late February,
I brake beneath an overpass   when a train    travels on it,
overhead, noise, within, more  in a poem once I read the line:
“When I say ‘you’    in my poems,
I mean you,” this too is true of…

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July 14, 2014
Puritans, Goths, avant-garde artists, hell-raising poets and fashion icon Coco Chanel all saw something special in it. Now black, that most enigmatic of colours, has become even darker and more mysterious.

Puritans, Goths, avant-garde artists, hell-raising poets and fashion icon Coco Chanel all saw something special in it. Now black, that most enigmatic of colours, has become even darker and more mysterious.

July 14, 2014
Whale Dreams by Adefisayo Adeyeye from Ohio Edit

Whale Dreams by Adefisayo Adeyeye from Ohio Edit

i can hear whales singing
pop songs in the fog

we are lying drunk
inside the freckled laps of stars

i have traveled through time
to tell you this:

this is the ocean
and where it is now

***

swallowing seawater
and the sweet smoked smell of rice

i thought about parallelism
or maybe the fear of it

sometimes a bone heart slowly ungluing
from a meat one
sometimes smiling about being crushed
inside the warm…

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