That day, the pique and gleam of it /
lyric and play, clouds bouncing, sea /
in rosies and dip at the shore’s lip /
when he came in his sleek quieting / ...
From a deep brain-embedded place /
the recurring doodle kept slouching out, /
caught on paper when she rode the small-town bus /
to school, the tantalizing H-O-L-L-Y-W-O-O-D / ...
Tuesday, April 15
8:00pm
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Red Room @ Cafe 939
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-Jenna Moynihan & Mairi Chaimbeul
-Hanneke Cassel & Christopher Lewis
-Mark Simos
-Eamon Sefton & Elias Alexander
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FUSION: Global…
novel excerpt (Cillian Press, October 2013)
Marion owns an artists’ agency in London and in the first passage Jean-Claude, a French painter Marion represents, is in New York on the eve of a solo show:
‘Jean-Claude leaned on the railings…
What’s a nice Jewish girl from Long Island doing with an obsession for all things Scottish? I’m not sure I can explain. I can only tell you that it all started that day in the mid-1980s when I heard The …
So much time wasted wanting to be remembered /
Ends with desire to be forgotten, /
As one chirrup absent from the dawn chorus, /
An unclaimed seat in the theatre, /
A volume missing from the library shelf. /
Somehow it all gets done and over with — /
The office emptied of its archival dross, /
Papers re-read, or binned, the years of breath /
Re-breathed, moment by moment. Why feel cross /