that is an outlaw revolution, you must start with zero. zero in the bones. you must start with a new language. a language of mumbles and screams. a language of stutters and howls. a language of gutteral groans. a language that is not alien to the blues. a language that is not alien to the backstreets. a language that is not alien to the abandon of marginality. a language that is not alien to the separateness of the outsider, the renegade. the wolf howls at midnight. to have a revolution that is an outlaw revolution, you must abandon everything to create the fire in the blood. to have a revolution that is an outlaw revolution, you must seek the flame, the blaze, the pure burn of the artist, the engaged, the disengaged. engagement through disengagement. to have a revolution that is an outlaw revolution, the revolution must be reinvented every day by the individual. i heard someone say, there is nothing new. the revolution that is an outlaw revolution says, everything is new. it begins with a fire in the blood. it begins with a fire in the brain. it begins with a fire in the marrow. zero in the bones becomes fire.
Broctman’s Memorial Hospital
June 24, 1974
Stuart Z. Perkoff & Philomene Long
Philomene: (strokes Stuart’s forehead, brushing his eyebrows) Stuart: They’re worth more after the death.
Philomene: What is the pain teaching you? Stuart: To obey. What do you think happens at the dying?
Philomene: It looks like light. It feels like love. Stuart: What do you think happens after they dying?
Philomene: It is all right, no matter what the condition.
Stuart Z. Perkoff By John Macker “The Poet is the world’s remembrancer.” -Lawrence Lipton “He told of taking acid in situations that would terrify me, for instance, a jail cell in Terminal Island.” -Robert Creeley, on Stuart, from his foreword Continue reading john macker | stuart z. perkoff→