Jennifer Acker's Blog, page 118
April 15, 2019
Roach
ELIZABETH METZGER
The quickness of living.
The quickness of wanting to kill something.
Forget dreams, they attack me and
I welcome their landings. / Kiss me again without being asked / or asking if I do love / as a gas mask filled with all our unsayable thoughts.
The quickness of living.
The quickness of wanting to kill something.
Forget dreams, they attack me and
I welcome their landings. / Kiss me again without being asked / or asking if I do love / as a gas mask filled with all our unsayable thoughts.
After Watching the Changing of the Guard at Arlington National Cemetery
DONOVAN BORGER
The man and I step out of the stall barn, our chores finished. / Diesel exhaust reveals our breath in the morning air. / In these summer months, we wear long-sleeve shirts...
The man and I step out of the stall barn, our chores finished. / Diesel exhaust reveals our breath in the morning air. / In these summer months, we wear long-sleeve shirts...
Antipode
RIVER ADAMS
Andrew told me later they’d just wanted me to hear a familiar melody, a familiar language. They didn’t speak Albanian, so they brought whatever melody they came across—exotic, intricate. Rhythmic. I knew the song: it was a ballad about murder and lost love.
Andrew told me later they’d just wanted me to hear a familiar melody, a familiar language. They didn’t speak Albanian, so they brought whatever melody they came across—exotic, intricate. Rhythmic. I knew the song: it was a ballad about murder and lost love.
Selections from Syria
THE HINDIYEH MUSEUM OF ART
Selections from Syria, courtesy of the Hindiyeh Museum Of Art in Jordan exhibits a distinguished collection of contemporary Arabic art from the start of the 20th century to the present, with frequent new acquisitions from established and emerging artists.
Selections from Syria, courtesy of the Hindiyeh Museum Of Art in Jordan exhibits a distinguished collection of contemporary Arabic art from the start of the 20th century to the present, with frequent new acquisitions from established and emerging artists.
April 11, 2019
Resisting the Path of Least Resistance: An Interview with Jennifer Egan
JENNIFER EGAN
I love the feeling of being delivered out of my self and into another world. I balk when I start to feel like anything is about myself, or someone like me—and I’m terrible at writing about people I know, so I’ve given that up, much to the joy of my family and friends. Whenever I feel like I’m developing a path of least resistance I try to resist it.
I love the feeling of being delivered out of my self and into another world. I balk when I start to feel like anything is about myself, or someone like me—and I’m terrible at writing about people I know, so I’ve given that up, much to the joy of my family and friends. Whenever I feel like I’m developing a path of least resistance I try to resist it.
April 10, 2019
A Ceremony for Yellow House
KABL WILKERSON
I kept driving along meandering roads. I liked these roads. I could see the curves of the earth, the road like a black snake. The only snake I’ve ever loved is the road.
I kept driving along meandering roads. I liked these roads. I could see the curves of the earth, the road like a black snake. The only snake I’ve ever loved is the road.
April 4, 2019
Under a Pile of Moons
Betsy Johnson-Miller
The first thing we notice is all the abandoned barns. Tools hang on hooks, waiting for hands. Someone with a knack and a purpose. Someone who never asks, “What’s the point?” We also notice that the horseshoes around here float. No luck to be had.
The first thing we notice is all the abandoned barns. Tools hang on hooks, waiting for hands. Someone with a knack and a purpose. Someone who never asks, “What’s the point?” We also notice that the horseshoes around here float. No luck to be had.
April 1, 2019
Silence in the Syrian Limbo: an interview with Odai Al Zoubi
ODAI AL ZOUBI
Personally, I lost a lot of friendships because of the war, and [I] even [lost] family relations. At the beginning when I had hope, I was harsher towards those who supported the regime. Now I reflect on it. I think both sides 'till now are incapable of seeing the other side. Somehow, you understand this situation.
Personally, I lost a lot of friendships because of the war, and [I] even [lost] family relations. At the beginning when I had hope, I was harsher towards those who supported the regime. Now I reflect on it. I think both sides 'till now are incapable of seeing the other side. Somehow, you understand this situation.
March 30, 2019
Poetry and Democracy: Part Four
Ron Welburn and Reginald Dwayne Betts
Blind at night in the forest,/ you are right about fear and/ what it does to you there,/ how fluids and adrenaline fix the eyes/ on what the mind cannot accept./ And this explains it all:/ How when they came here/ the thick forests unnerved them,/ How they couldn’t find each other/ in the pursuit of some theory of white.
Blind at night in the forest,/ you are right about fear and/ what it does to you there,/ how fluids and adrenaline fix the eyes/ on what the mind cannot accept./ And this explains it all:/ How when they came here/ the thick forests unnerved them,/ How they couldn’t find each other/ in the pursuit of some theory of white.
March 29, 2019
March 2019 Poetry Feature: David Lehman
David Lehman
You can tell that the guy/ who wrote “I’ll Be Seeing You”/ (in all the old familiar places)/ was listening to the langsam last movement/ of Mahler’s third symphony/ at the time but in a less/ exalted though equally schmaltzy mood/ Just as you can be sure that Mahler had/ Nietzsche on the brain/ in the fourth movement/ when the alto asks the deep midnight/ to speak and it does it says the world’s pain
You can tell that the guy/ who wrote “I’ll Be Seeing You”/ (in all the old familiar places)/ was listening to the langsam last movement/ of Mahler’s third symphony/ at the time but in a less/ exalted though equally schmaltzy mood/ Just as you can be sure that Mahler had/ Nietzsche on the brain/ in the fourth movement/ when the alto asks the deep midnight/ to speak and it does it says the world’s pain
