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lately i’ve been starting every day with “Dear Prudence” by the Beatles and a giant cup of coffee and I think it’s having a positive effect on every day. also not working at paul mitchell probably has something to do with it.
Short term goals:
i o ally 1 critiqued pome
find 5 litmags to submit to and [...]

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‘In the summer of 1965, the poet Robin Blaser discovered his friend Jack Spicer lying comatose in the poverty ward at San Francisco General. The forty-year-old Spicer had passed out drunk in the elevator of his North Beach flat a few days before and was wheeled in, without ID, in a torn and befouled suit. [...]

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For whatever reason, I read this quote a few days ago after Silliman linked it to his blog and I can’t get it out of my head:
When Donald Allen published a posthumous collection of Jack Spicer’s work, he remembered these instructions from Spicer to Robin Blaser: “So don’t send the box of old poetry to [...]

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omg

“Do you think that if you were falling in space…you would slow down after a while or go faster and faster?”
“…Faster and faster…for a long time you wouldn’t feel anything…then you’d burst into fire…and the angels wouldn’t help you…because they’ve all gone away…”
El-P uses this sample (on the first track of I’ll Sleep When You’re [...]

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The Spare Room reading tonight was fun! Even though I went by myself. Both poets (Doug Nufer & Zachary Schomburg) were funny and great readers. Nufer’s work is constraint-based, and tonight I learned that picking up on the particular constraint of a poem is in many cases more difficult when listening than when reading. His [...]

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Haruki Murakami is trying to get into your head.
In a story that muddles over the temporal nature of the mind, the nature of the subconscious and the (im)morality of science, Murakami’s Hard-Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World is a lot of moderately entertaining filler interspersed with meditations on the philosophical. One catches whiffs [...]

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Due to some kind of billing glitch (technically refusal to pay…) between Paul Mitchell & the temp agency I work through, I have the week off before starting my new gig in the admissions dept. of the Western Culinary Institute.  In the meantime I’ve been riding my PIMP-ASS BIKE around my neighborhood through the bright [...]

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