Even when Death inhabits a poem, he does not own it. He is a squatter. In fact, Death owns nothing. – Todd Moore
WORDS WHISPERED BETWEEN GREEN SHEETS Words whispered between green sheets die there. My later pen cannot revive them. Instead I place rosebuds on this bed and pray for our dead words. Poem taken from Congress 3 edited by Sam Seiffer Continue reading Words Whispered Between Green Sheets by Alex Gildzen
A FLOWER FOR HUI-NENG From the first not a thing is. Not a tree is planted. Not a mirror is made to shine in moonsplashed night. And from no-thing you answered Shen-hsiu. You had thoughts yet had them not. From Continue reading A Flower For Hui-Neng by Alex Gildzen
A poem by Alex Gildzen recorded 21 July 2010 in Mayfield Village, Ohio. Go here for more on d.a. levy. | Video by jc@crisischronicles.com. Some more on d.a.levy can be also found by clicking here… and for Alex Gildzen please Continue reading alex gildzen | tracing the places of d.a.levy
I spent the day in Albuquerque beginning the pre-cataloging of his papers. I filled 9 boxes with correspondence & manuscripts. there were letters from Paul Metcalf, Jonathan Williams, Theodore Enslin, Kell Robertson, Tony Moffeit. & thousands of poems handwritten in Continue reading alex gildzen | todd moore's desk
Mugs so it’s a sunny saturday & I’m reading Todd Moore (Dillinger as a pre-Bogart Bogart) & I’m drinking Moka Java from the tan mug with blue lines that got me thru Kent ayems & I’m wondering how the thing Continue reading alex gildzen | mugs
Todd Moore and Alex Gildzen STREET OF POETS TUCSON so I cd tell Mark Young I walkd Congress to Cafe Magritte it isn’t anymore so I went down the block to Hotel Congress where Dillinger was staying when he got Continue reading alex gildzen | street of poets tucson
1. “An aeroplane in the hands of Lincoln Beachey is poetry” sd Orville Wright first to fly upside down Beachey wore a diamond stickpin his last loop dumpd “the divine flyer” into San Francisco Bay 2. “To Slim Gaillard the Continue reading alex gildzen | one | two | three | four
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