tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-74021407954592501002024-03-07T15:17:21.514-08:00SWEATPants"Sweating since 1970"Lester Shuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04423886229912824413noreply@blogger.comBlogger103125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7402140795459250100.post-68147855812662518342008-01-20T00:56:00.000-08:002008-01-20T01:03:45.421-08:00THE NEW CHARGES<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitvmPb-brw53b1AQjqIdk3rodAbXNLLB2tB6ZUl4JgUriiNxD4MPONleK9-AiL943uV8f1lLIp9qx2dAKgGyRIAX8C2-JHhRRLaDNEAgzYT6iiM5od82miirbZqwzXWI0CsxdvvxkrnUo-/s1600-h/IMG_2688.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157481214379607698" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitvmPb-brw53b1AQjqIdk3rodAbXNLLB2tB6ZUl4JgUriiNxD4MPONleK9-AiL943uV8f1lLIp9qx2dAKgGyRIAX8C2-JHhRRLaDNEAgzYT6iiM5od82miirbZqwzXWI0CsxdvvxkrnUo-/s400/IMG_2688.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p>Lester Shuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04423886229912824413noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7402140795459250100.post-61173240059957692182007-11-05T10:30:00.000-08:002007-11-05T10:39:37.805-08:00RUN RUN RUN<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAOvkWh-HbzKqayoYk65aHmfxmt8IK2wJgl2ppV1W-r2ZGnpj1BikPHHx8SnxxlBW3pxNG68aNawxRXQyv_L9Q28QXP33cAGukZsZ17l3EUh1_Vdp3pcO3NdwI8pgW1C1VVheZBA6B_TMS/s1600-h/sleep_apnea_lateral_f.gif"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAOvkWh-HbzKqayoYk65aHmfxmt8IK2wJgl2ppV1W-r2ZGnpj1BikPHHx8SnxxlBW3pxNG68aNawxRXQyv_L9Q28QXP33cAGukZsZ17l3EUh1_Vdp3pcO3NdwI8pgW1C1VVheZBA6B_TMS/s400/sleep_apnea_lateral_f.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129426180431471394" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#444433;">"You gotta run, run, run, run, run<br />Take a drag or two"/LOU REED<br /><br />NOW, POST-MARATHON, THE STREETS ARE JUST FLATTENED GREEN GATORADE CUPS AND POLICE <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">BARRICADES</span>. I FORGET WHEN I TALK TO PEOPLE THAT I DON'T HAVE ANY HAIR. THE LIGHT IS BECOMING PALER. THE NEW YORK TIMES SHOULD HAVE COMICS. THE BOOKS OF POETRY I READ SHARE THE SAME TONE.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span>Lester Shuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04423886229912824413noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7402140795459250100.post-30970331129872980322007-11-04T03:21:00.000-08:002007-11-04T03:22:12.091-08:00LESTER SHUE IS NOT DEADTRUST ME, HE ISN'T.<br /><br />MORE TO COMELester Shuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04423886229912824413noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7402140795459250100.post-73208421072686480962007-09-16T04:15:00.000-07:002007-09-16T04:17:15.770-07:00LOOKS LIKE ITS UP TO ME<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh7_vmKlQB7egdprlr0YeAhnyVJUsJ9XW9PB333vSy6KzGdxYXFC-gjPSs2GWsPpbOObhMsTcU_kxSVUxrq0SqE_arNn8_v2V4uVS6rlWra1H3hLX1_uH_fDvw7tTwhVuIGEM7H-n_H_T8/s1600-h/brokenflowers.png"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110759386977045042" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh7_vmKlQB7egdprlr0YeAhnyVJUsJ9XW9PB333vSy6KzGdxYXFC-gjPSs2GWsPpbOObhMsTcU_kxSVUxrq0SqE_arNn8_v2V4uVS6rlWra1H3hLX1_uH_fDvw7tTwhVuIGEM7H-n_H_T8/s400/brokenflowers.png" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Hello.</div>Lester Shuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04423886229912824413noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7402140795459250100.post-48142309312737842872007-08-15T05:50:00.001-07:002007-08-15T05:53:42.901-07:00LESTER SHUE'S MUSINGS # 10<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvvyzdg3SH4B1YOYOceNWH2bii__FjmOAYNTTEqlwzTu8212uAKjJdbdUIvQf2Ja7Wa9vK3YfeeBppeqP7gp2O2Mk1eEfsKxwkQOZKHxhRLBVpaI-wWDfPKbQJvxz6BRWs6jfXz8a6RKW6/s1600-h/My+neighborhood+is+fun.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098909391924665330" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvvyzdg3SH4B1YOYOceNWH2bii__FjmOAYNTTEqlwzTu8212uAKjJdbdUIvQf2Ja7Wa9vK3YfeeBppeqP7gp2O2Mk1eEfsKxwkQOZKHxhRLBVpaI-wWDfPKbQJvxz6BRWs6jfXz8a6RKW6/s400/My+neighborhood+is+fun.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div> </div>Lester Shuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04423886229912824413noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7402140795459250100.post-6429535867961755902007-08-01T04:51:00.000-07:002007-08-01T04:57:56.108-07:00RUPEY<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd3TfodaLMdeqSBHAyQHm7tDoDOdp48OHjULus_ZZF3EzQuUcewcy-KdrlcQ0qz4iH1JrjWg-DIxd0oAd226gTiU1AgHCnv8fVSMZXj3vHc6GTAhWMR2UHYNYVmwj7Y-p1Nzg3r5DO9i6W/s1600-h/PETTIBON.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093699978846706658" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd3TfodaLMdeqSBHAyQHm7tDoDOdp48OHjULus_ZZF3EzQuUcewcy-KdrlcQ0qz4iH1JrjWg-DIxd0oAd226gTiU1AgHCnv8fVSMZXj3vHc6GTAhWMR2UHYNYVmwj7Y-p1Nzg3r5DO9i6W/s400/PETTIBON.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Dow Jones Deal Gives Murdoch a Coveted Prize<br /></div><div>By <a title="More Articles by Richard Pérez-Peña" href="http://topics.nytimes.com/top/reference/timestopics/people/p/richard_perezpena/index.html?inline=nyt-per">RICHARD PÉREZ-PEÑA</a> and <a title="More Articles by Andrew Ross Sorkin" href="http://topics.nytimes.com/top/reference/timestopics/people/s/andrew_ross_sorkin/index.html?inline=nyt-per">ANDREW ROSS SORKIN</a><br /></div><br /><div><a title="More articles about Rupert Murdoch." href="http://topics.nytimes.com/top/reference/timestopics/people/m/rupert_murdoch/index.html?inline=nyt-per">Rupert Murdoch</a> finally won his long-coveted prize yesterday, gaining enough support from the deeply divided Bancroft family to buy <a title="More information about Dow Jones & Company Inc." href="http://topics.nytimes.com/top/news/business/companies/dow_jones_and_company_inc/index.html?inline=nyt-org">Dow Jones & Company</a>, publisher of The Wall Street Journal and one of the world’s most respected news sources, for $5 billion. For Mr. Murdoch, the verdict represents the pinnacle of his long career building the <a title="News Corporation" href="http://www.nytimes.com/mem/MWredirect.html?MW=http://custom.marketwatch.com/custom/nyt-com/html-companyprofile.asp&symb=NWS">News Corporation</a> into a $70 billion media empire that already includes more than 100 newspapers worldwide, satellite broadcast operations, the Fox television network, the online social networking site <a title="More articles about MySpace.com." href="http://topics.nytimes.com/top/news/business/companies/myspace_com/index.html?inline=nyt-org">MySpace</a> and many other parts. Combined with the planned beginning of the Fox business news channel in October, the purchase of Dow Jones makes Mr. Murdoch the most formidable figure in business news coverage in this country, perhaps worldwide. It also gives a larger voice in national affairs to an owner whose properties often mirror his own conservative politics.</div>Lester Shuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04423886229912824413noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7402140795459250100.post-37012296942463110342007-07-29T13:24:00.000-07:002007-07-29T13:25:17.953-07:00PROBLEMASI have been having serious problems posting. Any suggestions?Lester Shuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04423886229912824413noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7402140795459250100.post-67285873056710265202007-07-28T05:06:00.000-07:002007-07-28T05:12:46.091-07:00BUNNY<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj58-v0CHjsN-d7M3sI2xFvW_iGjf7p_tDnoK-nT5-lVyFGAOKhozFZT1qSLujBKVLjsibwcpgf8CZE2XFetmYR9hM6TSw_plqEmTq18dXzxaDkJPGnojcjD2zD196mM50xv2fcMFC6tW_7/s1600-h/02_Johnson_GreenHornetArman_Andy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092219280281476050" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj58-v0CHjsN-d7M3sI2xFvW_iGjf7p_tDnoK-nT5-lVyFGAOKhozFZT1qSLujBKVLjsibwcpgf8CZE2XFetmYR9hM6TSw_plqEmTq18dXzxaDkJPGnojcjD2zD196mM50xv2fcMFC6tW_7/s400/02_Johnson_GreenHornetArman_Andy.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><br /><div>“Pop Art, the most significant "unknown artist," post-war period, "collagist extraordinaire’: Elvis Presley, James Dean, Shirley Temple, Marilyn Monroe; "moticos" panels; "tesserrae work; and Zen Buddhism. In his mailings, he introduced chance by inviting a recipient of his mailings to send the material to another person: active "mail art.” He began to write "Please send to..." Soon called the "New York Correspondance (sic) School," Johnson was attacked in lower Manhattan. Moved. Locust Valley, Long Island, reclusiveness in what he called a "small white farmhouse with a Joseph Cornell attic." While maintaining his profile by communicating via mail art and the telephone... In 1961 he initiated his "Nothings," and continued to stage them throughout his life. carefully wrought suicide on Friday the 13th, 1995 – “<br /></div><br /><br /><div>I have enjoyed the work of Ray Johnson for years. My knuckles are itchy. </div></div>Lester Shuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04423886229912824413noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7402140795459250100.post-49831736353880188872007-07-26T06:22:00.000-07:002007-07-29T13:23:36.068-07:00EMPHASISFor Ten days or so, I vacationed in the Southwest. Here is the audio diary.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi22EFGHqrx3HzeMRVgR4gr-FMwx2ZEhvPv2N1HVzXUx5dMjzeQdvi3S5LBEBpHkeVbV7bBd1SFpidPrJtnYoNucgU2Z1qnYfsMeKH_dNp6Uo6BSLqRqD1IqSRFMUrL6NEo57Cc4H6_jt-_/s1600-h/loureed.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091506027947531186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi22EFGHqrx3HzeMRVgR4gr-FMwx2ZEhvPv2N1HVzXUx5dMjzeQdvi3S5LBEBpHkeVbV7bBd1SFpidPrJtnYoNucgU2Z1qnYfsMeKH_dNp6Uo6BSLqRqD1IqSRFMUrL6NEo57Cc4H6_jt-_/s400/loureed.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieKCEDQXF_RL-kyzGYGPRP_pMEwO6nlb59OF8K1tyJIC46kZvrQreALAjgRu9_52_87CDAjg6M8Ne7QgZ26WrD8GRS3ZqNC2_dYjusTQ4i7ZbnjfuT09D2sCfATM8Jdy7mSkK1J3C5tmtK/s1600-h/gbear.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091501857534286754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieKCEDQXF_RL-kyzGYGPRP_pMEwO6nlb59OF8K1tyJIC46kZvrQreALAjgRu9_52_87CDAjg6M8Ne7QgZ26WrD8GRS3ZqNC2_dYjusTQ4i7ZbnjfuT09D2sCfATM8Jdy7mSkK1J3C5tmtK/s400/gbear.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis4vGqWd_zl0wRdL7of_sj5GvY8KVChVKnmVOf4oB5zUH_5leYhqTc4ZR_bDBSCdrrkTfxbUVafEEi0dDslsC7Guxobs_lK8RETBHoxET6GL-UVUZhbspmvvVYyZdwmetIXy9yL37S1CEf/s1600-h/trax_pandabear.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091500740842789778" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixFP9t914wWp0qILKMV5hAiJo4feSAIMDRxxfrX8mYRdR2KElPyKiD9w4sBA5JgS3mtS58Q8F3FoWcwyKXZiskAXFE4cD4IpK68F5V10EqUQ53qF0FTn99BrauyF9G0eCUUIt439ZMAVxY/s400/COLOSSAL.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>AXLE FOR THE PAXIL have broken up! We apologize to our fans.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>The remaining members of A.F.T.P. have formed a new supergroup from the wet beer bottle rings of the former. The new group will be called COLOSSAL CHEEK.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>If anyone would like to join (we need drums, turntables, samplers, artwork etc) please contact LESTER SHUE.</div>Lester Shuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04423886229912824413noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7402140795459250100.post-21791068793412019692007-07-14T05:06:00.000-07:002007-07-14T08:19:48.570-07:00Vacation<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv8xvsiuiiWobSsE2uiy5GxFVDZQz-nsg8E_ypjTia9zSnecokGhL5W295Wm0ElRgaGEuPeZLbMfJQtMvpgS2ksyVhXs7vI-49mE7DlZeS0biWcWewslE1VuQptDK-i-6W2HteOy-5y7-l/s1600-h/go-gos.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087072387786959970" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv8xvsiuiiWobSsE2uiy5GxFVDZQz-nsg8E_ypjTia9zSnecokGhL5W295Wm0ElRgaGEuPeZLbMfJQtMvpgS2ksyVhXs7vI-49mE7DlZeS0biWcWewslE1VuQptDK-i-6W2HteOy-5y7-l/s400/go-gos.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Tonight I leave for the desert. I am hoping that the time apart from Brooklyn will be a commercially successful female group. Like the Go-Go's.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>"Can't seem to get my mind off of you Back here at home there's nothin' to do Now that I'm awayI wish I'd stayed Tomorrow's a day of mine that you won't be in When you looked at me I should've run But I thought it was just for fun I see I was wrong And I'm not so strong I should've known all along that time would tell A week without you Thought I'd forget Two weeks without you and I Still haven't gotten over you yet </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Vacation All I ever wanted</div><br /><div>Vacation</div><br /><div>Had to get away</div><br /><div>Vacation</div><br /><div>Meant to be spent alone</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>A week without you Thought I'd forget </div><div> </div><div>Two weeks without you and I </div><div> </div><div>Still haven't gotten over you yet"</div>Lester Shuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04423886229912824413noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7402140795459250100.post-17266703756332967542007-07-13T06:28:00.000-07:002007-07-14T08:10:44.861-07:00BIll Knott<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_OMGXGwsnekqTtGNZJnhnb9_3eDHIpwbkgkWaS_7NixRjKdaBp2q_-ROKhY9W_9-emwFcfnnuZbTuSMOx-cWzXdHPAOaV04yL4SZOZdViOunaAOyK5LoNN9fukSGFjSlYyseAcnINMhHB/s1600-h/cover_650.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086679548603231314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_OMGXGwsnekqTtGNZJnhnb9_3eDHIpwbkgkWaS_7NixRjKdaBp2q_-ROKhY9W_9-emwFcfnnuZbTuSMOx-cWzXdHPAOaV04yL4SZOZdViOunaAOyK5LoNN9fukSGFjSlYyseAcnINMhHB/s400/cover_650.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Question: "Who is the worst “bad guy” in all poetry?"<br />Answer : "Me. (Huh!)" </div><br /><div>Bill Knott</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>William Kilborn Knott or "Saint Geraud" </div><div></div><div>(a pseudonym taken from the name of the director of a sex-riddled orphanage, lecherous title-character of an obscure 18th century French pornographic novel called Le Tartuffe Libertin The Lascivious Hypocrite) is a poet. He is also an associate professor at the Writing, Literature & Publishing Faculty of <a title="Emerson College" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Emerson_College">Emerson College</a> in <a title="Boston" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Boston">Boston</a>. </div><br /><div></div><div>I am certain most people who are interested in poetry and in the work of this particular poet know of this blog, but I am always the last person to board the train.....just how it is....</div><br /><div></div><div>Knott has posted his entire catalog of poems to a <a title="Blog" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blog">blog</a>, citing dissatisfaction with the print world and considering his poetry "failed" as "none of [it] achieved any popularity or significant critical acclaim".<br /><a id="Bibliography" name="Bibliography"></a><br />Bill, it has not (sorry about the pun). The work holds up. </div><div></div><div>It is romantic, surreal, funny, metaphysical, witty, sad, and tender. </div><div></div><div> </div><div></div><div></div><br /><div></div>Lester Shuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04423886229912824413noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7402140795459250100.post-13098679271784594052007-07-12T04:04:00.000-07:002007-07-12T04:08:15.475-07:00TAKING DRUG TO MAKE MUSIC TO TAKE DRUGS TO<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis2fsxv-UdYkg9ogUid1Uiwnt9kos7oqp_lo41qLgHYLjQv1i5EedrnWL1RKr-z5dlkV2XPjCWGKnO-uZISsaLwQmeZBQljakUi93H4oAfgeaq0I-RoJbqNqhOiAtOk94zKt2ycTuwzXAi/s1600-h/spacemen3takingdrugs0vj.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086264981179952194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis2fsxv-UdYkg9ogUid1Uiwnt9kos7oqp_lo41qLgHYLjQv1i5EedrnWL1RKr-z5dlkV2XPjCWGKnO-uZISsaLwQmeZBQljakUi93H4oAfgeaq0I-RoJbqNqhOiAtOk94zKt2ycTuwzXAi/s400/spacemen3takingdrugs0vj.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Possibly one of the most honest album titles ever.<br /><br />The Spacmen 3: english, pre-shoegazer, minimal, droning, soft or thunderous, spoken (almost sung) vocals psychedlic rock band.<br /><br />Think Velvet Underground sleeping with Sun Ra who in turn invites Muddy Waters for further yesyes and having only the voice of Bob Mould to describe the experience.<br /><br />I recently borrowed this album from the public library. What a “gravelly” plunge of deep nod. I can remember more than I thought I could.<br /><br /></div>Lester Shuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04423886229912824413noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7402140795459250100.post-71414197446855505252007-07-10T03:59:00.000-07:002007-07-10T04:02:35.377-07:00LINES BORROWED FOR YOUR USE # 3<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiET_znE6Tl4QoLY02HbtCw4SzGCsUAlwela3TMbKNzjyoYANwkL8nDdyCgAEw3HTgGt1CuZdfH9_YCekNZLdarDtMzHYwtX_JMsDdA1KfxB8ajxPwcNPFF_ZVV5QdBiiQZUDmXstCswZpf/s1600-h/darling.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085521568044780578" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiET_znE6Tl4QoLY02HbtCw4SzGCsUAlwela3TMbKNzjyoYANwkL8nDdyCgAEw3HTgGt1CuZdfH9_YCekNZLdarDtMzHYwtX_JMsDdA1KfxB8ajxPwcNPFF_ZVV5QdBiiQZUDmXstCswZpf/s400/darling.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><p>"Shiitake mushroom emotional milkshake.": BUCK Downs</p><p>"Refuse ephemerally": Jesse Seldess</p><p>"I have a pile of logs and nothing to compare its shape to": Julie Doxsee</p><p>"Sometimes metaphors seem lazy": Chris Tonelli</p><p>"It's important to remember we left paradise on purpose because the soil was dirty and the actual was vague": Jane Gregory</p><p>"Amusing how the river begins with me and ends at you" Jen Tynes & Erika Howsare</p><p>"When nervous, I eat things and want the fault to be Connecticut": Samuel Amadon</p><p>"I want no paradise only to be drenched in the down pour of words": Charles Bernstein</p><p>"Or did we toast the militant roses": John Yau</p><p>"Awakening is the parachute jump from the dream": Tomas Transtromer</p>Lester Shuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04423886229912824413noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7402140795459250100.post-35069298836516934972007-07-09T04:43:00.000-07:002007-07-10T03:39:25.880-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWj7InNIFTiMVUtRjGTOOxNq7H856xZOCiooA9MsgHnLLsNKInD0-9GRiJ7pYDwGOcA0B123he6Xvlj8WG-r5no-DzEetqEZX980pyapJFm33nQwbXh8nTRJUj18o5wTyToWlyeTNr6tIc/s1600-h/Robertmitchum.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085163561045822482" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWj7InNIFTiMVUtRjGTOOxNq7H856xZOCiooA9MsgHnLLsNKInD0-9GRiJ7pYDwGOcA0B123he6Xvlj8WG-r5no-DzEetqEZX980pyapJFm33nQwbXh8nTRJUj18o5wTyToWlyeTNr6tIc/s400/Robertmitchum.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Yes, Robert Mitchum. </div><br /><div></div><div>I watched the original Cape Fear (black and white), (film noir), (1962), on TV the other night, and I was very much moved by Mitchum’s performance.<br /><br />Mitchum plays the character Max Cady. Max Cady is a criminal who serves 8 years in the penitentiary, jail, slammer, pen, big house, cooler, joint, can, hoosegow for attacking a young woman. He spends those eight years (presumably) thinking about the testimony that convicted him, and the man who testified against him. Revenge, baby, revenge.<br /><br />Director J. Lee Thompson whose directorial career included such cinematic gems like <a href="http://www.moria.co.nz/sf/conquestpota.htm">Conquest of the Planet of the Apes</a> (1972), <a href="http://www.moria.co.nz/sf/battlepota.htm">Battle for the Planet of the Apes</a> (1973), and some Charles Bronson flicks: <a href="http://www.moria.co.nz/horror/10tomidnight.htm">10 to Midnight</a> (1983), and The Evil That Men Do (1984), among many films in four decades or so of some of the most critically-derided filmmaking. Cape Fear was his magnum opus.</div><br /><div></div><div>The original Cape fear is beautifully infatuated with its own obsessiveness. From the characters, to the atmosphere, and even the musical score, but Mitchum's Cady stands out. </div><br /><div></div><div>Looming, sassy, muscular, prowling, seductive, Mitchum gives a much more nuanced performance than the Henry Rollinsesque performance by Robert Deniro in the 1992 (?) Scorsese remake. </div><br /><div></div><div>(In spite of yourself) He made you like the bad guy. </div>Lester Shuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04423886229912824413noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7402140795459250100.post-14832452093017115952007-07-04T06:45:00.000-07:002007-07-04T07:21:36.022-07:00INDEPENDENCE DAY<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijf0sN9H4xFbteX6A4rMmZ7jM9yUDsnYL26vM2bMNNSCFHf4-SMASPIe-4Vfw1-1UkwjHiFSjnzDkkUTPG895y49zSHuMg7F5cQYwSqJ-0luQQb8m9KUDY5OPpDqB0-lR-LqsDqLt_kg5O/s1600-h/captain_america3.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083345217921584130" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijf0sN9H4xFbteX6A4rMmZ7jM9yUDsnYL26vM2bMNNSCFHf4-SMASPIe-4Vfw1-1UkwjHiFSjnzDkkUTPG895y49zSHuMg7F5cQYwSqJ-0luQQb8m9KUDY5OPpDqB0-lR-LqsDqLt_kg5O/s400/captain_america3.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><div>In celebration of our nation's "assumption"</div><div>of independent </div><div>"statehood", let us find ways to </div><div>get AM FINE back to writing </div><div>her blog, EPISTLE WHIPPED</div><br /><div></div><div>Reasons for her to Continue Blogging:</div><br /><div></div><div>1) Your profile views might reach the triple digits.</div><br /><div>2) All the joy explaining the title of your blog.</div><br /><div>3) The only one to respond to LESTER SHUE'S hypnotic posts.</div><br /><div>4) Sonic Youth will be available at your local Starbucks</div><br /><div>5) You emit light we sometimes have trouble generating ourselves</div><br /><div>6) Akinesia</div><br /><div>7) The color of Thistle</div><br /><div>8) "Is there no one who feels like a pair of pants?”: Kenneth Koch</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div>Lester Shuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04423886229912824413noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7402140795459250100.post-78533618414432982242007-07-03T04:15:00.000-07:002007-07-03T04:25:44.024-07:00CORPORATION IS SEX<div> </div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYWrMewcfNRigZbrSmfiavZeLNENnvN_zu8NbLlcKvHM4mmVcE04DzB88K-bII_CBS8UXDn5zUzFwcMufeJ40PnAJ70NmO-GHYI-jIzr-maPQ0RkGQ4q171UCLCeFKoMN9iihCJumccQh8/s1600-h/SG-sonic-youth.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082929722785369058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYWrMewcfNRigZbrSmfiavZeLNENnvN_zu8NbLlcKvHM4mmVcE04DzB88K-bII_CBS8UXDn5zUzFwcMufeJ40PnAJ70NmO-GHYI-jIzr-maPQ0RkGQ4q171UCLCeFKoMN9iihCJumccQh8/s400/SG-sonic-youth.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-C5B_SRMI88DPeTfFFJq5w0l3uLij4Nm355f_GI2pASMKen2ZbG5lg14l-fJWl6o6_0S3DPDIi-4j7mgryZKHi7sPJh6CnI51kQUL5Or-qdWXxH4Nv5bd8QN75V2tua3MZvbN89HyAku2/s1600-h/starbucks.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082930070677720050" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-C5B_SRMI88DPeTfFFJq5w0l3uLij4Nm355f_GI2pASMKen2ZbG5lg14l-fJWl6o6_0S3DPDIi-4j7mgryZKHi7sPJh6CnI51kQUL5Or-qdWXxH4Nv5bd8QN75V2tua3MZvbN89HyAku2/s400/starbucks.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://www.sonicyouth.com/" target="_blank">Sonic Youth</a> will <a href="http://www.pitchforkmedia.com/page/news/43669-starbucks-to-release-sonic-youth-celebrity-compilation" target="_blank">soon release a compilation via Starbucks</a>. In addition to presumed input from Beck, Jeff Tweedy, Marc Jacobs, Portia de Rossi, and Michelle Williams the limited edition Hits Are for Squares will also include choice Sonic Youth cuts selected by the likes of Eddie Vedder, Dave Eggers, DAVID Cross, and Chloe Sevigny. Peruse the liner notes and you will also find quotes from these curators regarding their selections. Technically a joint effort between Starbucks Entertainment and Universal Special Markets, Hits will be available for squares at Starbucks locations in select cities-- NYC, Chicago, Seattle, San Francisco, Los Angeles, Boston, Philadelphia, and DC-- and online at the Starbucks label website, Hear Music.<br /><br /></div><br /><div></div></div>Lester Shuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04423886229912824413noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7402140795459250100.post-3241865332151095522007-07-02T10:07:00.001-07:002007-07-04T07:26:15.891-07:00ASK AND YOU SHALL.....<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitQ_e6kqDGCbzXf2zGT7Awunm6733fMkcl9MnTjF1DIZuCoqornvnR7zZCJX-XzS9ygLqBHgWmVLL7X91m8SWVYTPVG-nnyrIVX8_6QLfH5RVPVWZm_79mJMJfPKIaKX_wp0eE1FTQrKX9/s1600-h/hass.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082648930708458434" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitQ_e6kqDGCbzXf2zGT7Awunm6733fMkcl9MnTjF1DIZuCoqornvnR7zZCJX-XzS9ygLqBHgWmVLL7X91m8SWVYTPVG-nnyrIVX8_6QLfH5RVPVWZm_79mJMJfPKIaKX_wp0eE1FTQrKX9/s400/hass.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://www.poets.org/poet.php/prmPID/194">Robert Hass's</a> first book in ten years, Time and Materials: Poems 1997-2005, will go on sale this October.<br /><br />Here's one of the shorter poems near the beginning of the collection:<br /><br />"Winged and Acid Dark"<br /><br />A sentence with "dappled shadow" in it. Something not sayable spurting from the morning silence, secret as a thrush. The other man, the officer, who brought onions and wine and sacks of flour, the major with the swollen knee, wanted intelligent conversation afterward. Having no choice, she provided that, too. Potsdamerplatz, May 1945. When the first one was through he pried her mouth open. Bashō told Rensetsu to avoid sensational materials. If the horror of the world were the truth of the world, he said, there would be no one to say it and no one to say it to. I think he recommended describing the slightly frenzied swarming of insects near a waterfall. Pried her mouth open and spit in it.We pass these things on, probably, because we are what we can imagine. Something not sayable in the morning silence. The mind hungering after likenesses. "Tender sky," etc., curves the swallows trace in air.Lester Shuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04423886229912824413noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7402140795459250100.post-53204085744370807952007-07-02T04:12:00.000-07:002007-07-02T04:15:32.142-07:00WHEN THE SUN CAME IN THROUGH THE WINDOW<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguwTpoTSxavunHFZvJs9oeGfCcXUgj_R-BDmMWSrW6GPqK6sJI1nPXErKLC9McbwqbhtUiah4M8zYeLFfXIheEKx0svh0l5o3NAuQokyNmWx7IUpl-14pq-oRicq6sKdkesWfQX8YPT2gT/s1600-h/cia-map_iraq.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082556515897150386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguwTpoTSxavunHFZvJs9oeGfCcXUgj_R-BDmMWSrW6GPqK6sJI1nPXErKLC9McbwqbhtUiah4M8zYeLFfXIheEKx0svh0l5o3NAuQokyNmWx7IUpl-14pq-oRicq6sKdkesWfQX8YPT2gT/s400/cia-map_iraq.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>"Pain is nailed to the landscape in time." Susan Howe</div>Lester Shuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04423886229912824413noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7402140795459250100.post-71275497432941276972007-07-01T09:18:00.000-07:002007-07-01T09:28:46.634-07:00SOO SQUEEZEY<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhpktbcSdWv1b-l4BpWPmURDXjq9L9XHnSgGf4yl_cObG1JcdhrVsEegQm2uF_BXFNmIodcmTS0PryNe5flYYomxY7euLYZebiYEsxms5TyRn62ElnUDDGhq8k2fVK5AoyiId41B9WdVJA/s1600-h/mkelley.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082266158928071586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhpktbcSdWv1b-l4BpWPmURDXjq9L9XHnSgGf4yl_cObG1JcdhrVsEegQm2uF_BXFNmIodcmTS0PryNe5flYYomxY7euLYZebiYEsxms5TyRn62ElnUDDGhq8k2fVK5AoyiId41B9WdVJA/s400/mkelley.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div>"OF RON SILLIMAN'S THOUSAND-AND-ONE DICTA TJANTING, ONE I FIND IRKSOME IS (AND I ADMIRE MANY OF HIS DICTA) IS THAT THE MOST POLITICAL THING YOU CAN DO IS FACE THE LANGUAGE. WHAT DOES THAT MEAN? I APPRECIATE THE RETURN OF REFLEXIVITY TO THE WRITER'S LINGUISTIC PROVINCE, BUT DOES THAT MEAN, THE PROVINCE OF THE WRITER IS LANGUAGE PERIOD? WHAT OF WHAT AGEE NAMED "THE SORROW, THE EFFORT AND THE UGLINESS OF THE BEAUTIFUL WORLD"? IF I ROLFED MY OWN LANGUAGE, IF I TUENED ON IT WITH A VENGEANCE, I DOUBT IT WOULD EVER WALK AGAIN, EVER HOPE TO CROSS THE COUNTRY AGAIN BEARING SOME NEW WORD TO THE OLD WORLD. OR OLD WORLD TO THE NEW WORLD. BUT MY REAL DIFFERENCE WITH THIS ONE CLAIM IS THAT IT IS STRICTLY SCIENTIFIC. IT IS ENGROSSED SOLELY WITH TECHNIQUE." C.D. WRIGHT</div>Lester Shuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04423886229912824413noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7402140795459250100.post-40169610654496195592007-06-30T07:37:00.000-07:002007-06-30T09:49:07.063-07:00THAT'S DRIVEN INTO<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkyW5kptaubdI1DlWHrqcQE-9NyQMr72K4M_-MIoCClflzydocHZqtUcBdX5xZTVXySwp-bdAdNR8xytFjwbjL6tGvmO8IJk6_TrUqKF-jPYlRrZdpjBUSCaDESHb-FhEn9HvfM4dci925/s1600-h/banksy-pulpfiction.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081899428850535314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkyW5kptaubdI1DlWHrqcQE-9NyQMr72K4M_-MIoCClflzydocHZqtUcBdX5xZTVXySwp-bdAdNR8xytFjwbjL6tGvmO8IJk6_TrUqKF-jPYlRrZdpjBUSCaDESHb-FhEn9HvfM4dci925/s400/banksy-pulpfiction.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>I am on vacation, a new key signature. It is sunny and less than crashing down. Shortpants Romance gave me my first summer bouquet: a book on ray johnson's work, a throbbing gristle album, a vitamin water, and a one sentence speech on why the world needs another Robert Hass book of poems. He said, "because he finds..."</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Soo...............................</div><br /><div></div><br /><div><br />"All the new thinking is about loss. In this it resembles all the old thinking.The idea, for example, that each particular erases the luminous clarity of a general idea. That the clown-faced woodpecker probing the dead sculpted trunk of that black birch is, by his presence, some tragic falling off from a first world of undivided light. Or the other notion that, because there is in this world no one thing to which the bramble of blackberry corresponds, a word is elegy to what it signifies.We talked about it late last night and in the voiceof my friend, there was a thin wire of grief, a tone almost querulous. After a while I understood that, talking this way, everything dissolves: justice, pine, hair, woman, you and I. There was a woman I made love to and I remembered how, holding her small shoulders in my hands sometimes, I felt a violent wonder at her presence like a thirst for salt, for my childhood river with its island willows, silly music from the pleasure boat, muddy places where we caught the little orange-silver fish called pumpkinseed. It hardly had to do with her. Longing, we say, because desire is fullof endless distances. I must have been the same to her.But I remember so much, the way her hands dismantled bread, the thing her father said that hurt her, what she dreamed. There are moments when the body is as numinous as words, days that are the good flesh continuing. Such tenderness, those afternoons and evenings, saying blackberry, blackberry, blackberry. " </div></div>Lester Shuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04423886229912824413noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7402140795459250100.post-53586269508830256872007-06-25T04:55:00.001-07:002007-06-26T10:43:12.012-07:00STAND IN LINE WARM DAY JAM<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0vCFKRJrBlT_eTgekbqDhhpW0xWUO49TmxuapBKir5mH1LyTnhHD-MGyLfrZb46g65UiFaOJdopCLlKF6soDeO6KEf4vn45dxlhKTOfETfjDSdB3zLAHHW4Gf4DCxDdJDv_m9eHKJLFaq/s1600-h/039_4084~Get-Smart-Posters.jpg"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">I WATCHED THE KARATE KID II IN SPANISH. I LISTENED TO KRAFTWERK'S AUTOBAHN. I READ AN EMAIL ON THE WORK OF WITTGENSTEIN BY MATT HART. I DON'T KNOW WHY MY FONT IS DOING THIS. I WANT TO READ MORE POEMS BY MICHAEL SCHIAVO. MY TAN EXTENDS ONLY TO MY NECK. SOMMER IS IN PERU. MIRIAM IS HAPPY THAT SHE OWNS A COPY OF SLOAN'S NEW DISC. DOES ANYONE HAVE AN EXTRA TICKET FOR SONIC YOUTH? LA DEE DEE LA LA, LOVELY. I WANT TO BUY A PAIR OF STARBURYS. PIZZA LAST NIGHT, PIZZA FOR LUNCH. HIPSTERS IN BMWS. NECKFACE. DAMP TOWEL SMELL. NOAH CHILES. I HAVE TAPED PHOTOCOPIES TAPED ON TOP OF PHOTOCOPIES OF WALT WHITMAN'S BEARD TO MY DESK.</span></span><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0vCFKRJrBlT_eTgekbqDhhpW0xWUO49TmxuapBKir5mH1LyTnhHD-MGyLfrZb46g65UiFaOJdopCLlKF6soDeO6KEf4vn45dxlhKTOfETfjDSdB3zLAHHW4Gf4DCxDdJDv_m9eHKJLFaq/s400/039_4084~Get-Smart-Posters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079969865915867058" border="0" /></a>Lester Shuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04423886229912824413noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7402140795459250100.post-40573527148983746382007-06-17T06:25:00.000-07:002007-06-17T17:28:24.067-07:00OTHERHOWMorgan Schuldt, editor critic professor, sent me a copy of his new (and first chapbook) entitled Otherhow. Otherhow was published by Justin Marks of Kitchen Press. "Kitchen Press is a micro-press run out of Hell's Kitchen, NYC, and is a member of CLMP. It's purpose is to publish quality handmade chapbooks by emerging poets." Side note: it heartens me to pink tickles knowing that presses like Mr. Mark's exist and are, in fact, flourishing. Having been raised in the tradition of punk, the whole d.i.y. philosophy is something I encourage. Mr Schuldt also was in town for a reading with Keith Newton, Chris Tonelli & Dustin Williamson at Jimmy's No. 43 Stage* 43 East 7th Street between 2nd & 3rd Avenues, the East Village where he read poems from Otherhow.<br /><br />And to the poems.<br /><br />"How, sometimes towerable, meaning sings to us"<br /><br />Where I work is three short stops into Brooklyn on the J or M line. Every morning and every dusk, I keep my eye out for this one particular building or should I say this idea of a building. The building is only a structure, apparently gutted by fire? (there are black stains on what is left which is some support frames gossiping with a collapse of brick glass and other dubris.) I love looking at it, even glimpsing at it at subway speed. Men have been hired to "clean it up" presumably to build on it again (this is Brooklyn). I love looking at this building because it keeps me wondering what it was/is/will be. Somehow this building is seductively complete in its dismantlement.<br /><br />This brings me to Mr. Schuldt's writing.<br /><br />A lyrical temperament that works in phrasal units, Otherhow is a collection or a "sum of destructions" that brood and bloom in the cracks or slippages in language. The poems seems to focus on "meaning" i.e. relationships: semantical, romantic, artistic, philosophical etc. Otherhow shows us how meaning is restless and promiscous, and that paradoxically, sometimes instability may be the only force that keeps everything together.<br /><br />"Meaning to. Meaning hot too--a blamed<br /><br />span stammering, the stammered stearing<br />between this & that, which is the spade-work<br /><br />of seemultanaity."<br /><br />This excerpt (also made manifest in the other 15 pages of the chappy) is an example of what I find so rewarding in the chapbook as a whole: how your understanding is constantly shifting word to word, and within the word; how syntax separates and divides continually offering revised conclusions and new beginnings; how playful the word play is by utilizing punning, entendres, alliteration, assonance, amongst many other strategies.<br /><br />It seems to me that those that may describe this style of poetry (and it can be frustrating) as preoccupied with its own machinations and kinking, but those people are readers that are unwilling or unable to put forth the time and concentration that this poetry demands.<br /><br />There is always the question of influence. I see traces of Charles Wright, Volkman, Hopkins, Celan, Mullen, Berryman, and McHugh. But Otherhow is its own beast. Many of these writers Mr. Schuldt has written critically and eloquently about in the past.<br /><br />I know Mr. Schuldt has a book length manuscript forthcoming in the fall entitled <a href="http://parlorpress.com/freeverse/index.html">Verge (Parlor Press: Free Verse Editions, 2007)</a><br /><br />I look forward to reading the full length and to see which direction in the years to come Mr. Schuldt will take his writing. For now,<br /><br />"Little red likelihooded<br />that I lust so much."Lester Shuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04423886229912824413noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7402140795459250100.post-24175703088571921622007-06-15T04:30:00.000-07:002007-06-15T04:32:47.962-07:00BEEN IN THE STORM SOO LONG....<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTiUfOpwIv16a7ve59W_ijCdw5gf1-RhvpTyYM_ARjPXg6SlSbTBa_b5LW7gW3n_nyi7mNLoji1GD3U6QPjf7Uzk1xsxkQ-iLHKIyL-_QG9CzIB_gEs9xIXBH2x3jgghw11Y9-6-ic_RbM/s1600-h/bgcheeta.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTiUfOpwIv16a7ve59W_ijCdw5gf1-RhvpTyYM_ARjPXg6SlSbTBa_b5LW7gW3n_nyi7mNLoji1GD3U6QPjf7Uzk1xsxkQ-iLHKIyL-_QG9CzIB_gEs9xIXBH2x3jgghw11Y9-6-ic_RbM/s400/bgcheeta.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076252391332552610" border="0" /></a><br />IT IS GETTING TO THAT TIME WHEN I AM GOING TO DO SOMETHING DIFFERENT.Lester Shuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04423886229912824413noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7402140795459250100.post-56244341774162706052007-06-11T05:21:00.000-07:002007-06-11T05:23:13.543-07:00QUOTE # 1"The fact is I’m really bored by contemporary poems that are just playing with language for its own sake. The notion of a poem as merely an aesthetic object, to be dissected by a few robots in-the-know—robots who’ve read X,Y, and Zukofsky—seems not only played out, but irresponsible."<br /><br />MATT HARTLester Shuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04423886229912824413noreply@blogger.com1