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    The God of Submission Loves Gentle Calves and Other Poems –  Yuliya Musakovska

    The God of Submission Loves Gentle Calves and Other Poems – Yuliya Musakovska

    Calixto Robles and Ancestral Spirits in the Mission – A Conversation on Art, Society and Social Action

    Hence, the walruses will keep our memories – Poems from Ikaro Valderrama’s Tengri: The Book of Mysteries

    Eva Bovenzi: The inner world. The artist in conversation with curator Camilla Boemio

    “When Crimea Was Not a Grief”: Six Poems by Lyudmyla Khersonska, from 21st Century Ukraine

    Of Hunger and Tents: Poems from Gaza by Yousef el-Qedra

    Of Hunger and Tents: Poems from Gaza by Yousef el-Qedra

    Ratko Lalić’s painting, a little Noah’s ark –  Božidar Stanišić  

    The region suddenly turned into a deciduous forest. Poems by Paulami Sengupta

    Eva Bovenzi: The inner world. The artist in conversation with curator Camilla Boemio

    A False Dimension: regarding the empty walls – Aritra Sanyal

  • Fiction
    The Spanish Steps, Revisited: A Temporary Exhibition – A conversation with Sheila Pepe

    The Importance of Being Imperfect – Haroonuzzaman

    THE STATE – Hamim Faruque

    THE STATE – Hamim Faruque

    Tempus Fugit (in D Minor) – Michele Carenini

    Tempus Fugit (in D Minor) – Michele Carenini

    Eva Bovenzi: The inner world. The artist in conversation with curator Camilla Boemio

    A Mirage of a Dream – Kazi Rafi

    Prologue to “Maya and the World of the Spirits” – Gaius Tsaamo

    Prologue to “Maya and the World of the Spirits” – Gaius Tsaamo

    RETRIBUTION – Mojaffor Hossain

    RETRIBUTION – Mojaffor Hossain

    A Nation’s Reckoning on a Rickshaw: Photogallery from Bangladesh in turmoil – Melina and Pina Piccolo

    Between Two Lives – Mojaffor Hossain

    A Nation’s Reckoning on a Rickshaw: Photogallery from Bangladesh in turmoil – Melina and Pina Piccolo

    The Amatory Rainy Night – Kazi Rafi

    Chapter 1 of “Come What May”, a detective story set in Gaza, by Ahmed Masoud

    Come What May, chpt. 11 – Ahmed Masoud

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    I AM STILL HERE: It’s not a movie, it’s a hymn to democracy – Loretta Emiri

    I AM STILL HERE: It’s not a movie, it’s a hymn to democracy – Loretta Emiri

    Requiem for a Mattanza – Gia Marie Amella

    Requiem for a Mattanza – Gia Marie Amella

    In Defense of T.C. Boyle: Satire in the Era of Psychological Realism – Clark Bouwman

    In Defense of T.C. Boyle: Satire in the Era of Psychological Realism – Clark Bouwman

    Calixto Robles and Ancestral Spirits in the Mission – A Conversation on Art, Society and Social Action

    That is the Face – Appadurai Muttulingam

    Langston Hughes: Shakespeare in Harlem – Barry David Horwitz

    Langston Hughes: Shakespeare in Harlem – Barry David Horwitz

    The Creeping of the Spirit of the Times and Other Poems – Pina Piccolo

    Understanding the Quintessential Divinity: Binding the Two Geographies – Haroonuzzaman

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    Michelle Reale’s Volta: An Italian-American Reckoning With Race. Necessary turnabouts as  Columbus Day returns amidst Sinners’ vampires – Pina Piccolo

    Michelle Reale’s Volta: An Italian-American Reckoning With Race. Necessary turnabouts as Columbus Day returns amidst Sinners’ vampires – Pina Piccolo

    from The Creative Process: The Future of activism.  Bayo Akomolafe interviewed by Mia Funk and Natalie McCarthy

    from The Creative Process: The Future of activism. Bayo Akomolafe interviewed by Mia Funk and Natalie McCarthy

    The Spanish Steps, Revisited: A Temporary Exhibition – A conversation with Sheila Pepe

    The Spanish Steps, Revisited: A Temporary Exhibition – A conversation with Sheila Pepe

    from The Creative Process: A Life in Writing with T.C. Boyle, interviewed by Mia Funk & Cary Trott

    from The Creative Process: A Life in Writing with T.C. Boyle, interviewed by Mia Funk & Cary Trott

    Living as a painter: Shaun McDowell in conversation with curator Camilla Boemio

    Living as a painter: Shaun McDowell in conversation with curator Camilla Boemio

    Calixto Robles and Ancestral Spirits in the Mission – A Conversation on Art, Society and Social Action

    Calixto Robles and Ancestral Spirits in the Mission – A Conversation on Art, Society and Social Action

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    Eva Bovenzi: The inner world. The artist in conversation with curator Camilla Boemio

    Area Sacra at Torre di Largo Argentina —or, Calpurnia’s Dream – Laura Hinton

    from The Creative Process: TIOKASIN GHOSTHORSE, interviewed by Mia Funk and Melannie Munoz

    from The Creative Process: TIOKASIN GHOSTHORSE, interviewed by Mia Funk and Melannie Munoz

    The Creeping of the Spirit of the Times and Other Poems – Pina Piccolo

    From The Stony Guests, Part IV: SIRAN BAKIRCI and SAIT B. KARAKAYA – Neil P. Doherty

    Eva Bovenzi: The inner world. The artist in conversation with curator Camilla Boemio

    Chaos Theory – Michele Carenini

    Of People and Puppets, Kingdoms of Silence, Trauma and Storytelling: Review of “Azad, the rabbit and the wolf – Pina Piccolo

    Of People and Puppets, Kingdoms of Silence, Trauma and Storytelling: Review of “Azad, the rabbit and the wolf – Pina Piccolo

    The Creeping of the Spirit of the Times and Other Poems – Pina Piccolo

    The Creeping of the Spirit of the Times and Other Poems – Pina Piccolo

    Poetry is also born from Gesture – Ikaro Valderrama on Gestos de la Poesia, transnational poetry, multimedia and the energy of the Andes

    Poetry is also born from Gesture – Ikaro Valderrama on Gestos de la Poesia, transnational poetry, multimedia and the energy of the Andes

    A loneliness like an endless steppe – Poems from Maria Luisa Vezzali’s collection Home Ghost

    A loneliness like an endless steppe – Poems from Maria Luisa Vezzali’s collection Home Ghost

    The Creeping of the Spirit of the Times and Other Poems – Pina Piccolo

    Once the veil of artifice falls away: Poems by Haroonuzzaman

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    THE DREAMING MACHINE ISSUE N. 11 WILL BE OUT ON DEC. 10

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    The God of Submission Loves Gentle Calves and Other Poems –  Yuliya Musakovska

    The God of Submission Loves Gentle Calves and Other Poems – Yuliya Musakovska

    Calixto Robles and Ancestral Spirits in the Mission – A Conversation on Art, Society and Social Action

    Hence, the walruses will keep our memories – Poems from Ikaro Valderrama’s Tengri: The Book of Mysteries

    Eva Bovenzi: The inner world. The artist in conversation with curator Camilla Boemio

    “When Crimea Was Not a Grief”: Six Poems by Lyudmyla Khersonska, from 21st Century Ukraine

    Of Hunger and Tents: Poems from Gaza by Yousef el-Qedra

    Of Hunger and Tents: Poems from Gaza by Yousef el-Qedra

    Ratko Lalić’s painting, a little Noah’s ark –  Božidar Stanišić  

    The region suddenly turned into a deciduous forest. Poems by Paulami Sengupta

    Eva Bovenzi: The inner world. The artist in conversation with curator Camilla Boemio

    A False Dimension: regarding the empty walls – Aritra Sanyal

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    The Spanish Steps, Revisited: A Temporary Exhibition – A conversation with Sheila Pepe

    The Importance of Being Imperfect – Haroonuzzaman

    THE STATE – Hamim Faruque

    THE STATE – Hamim Faruque

    Tempus Fugit (in D Minor) – Michele Carenini

    Tempus Fugit (in D Minor) – Michele Carenini

    Eva Bovenzi: The inner world. The artist in conversation with curator Camilla Boemio

    A Mirage of a Dream – Kazi Rafi

    Prologue to “Maya and the World of the Spirits” – Gaius Tsaamo

    Prologue to “Maya and the World of the Spirits” – Gaius Tsaamo

    RETRIBUTION – Mojaffor Hossain

    RETRIBUTION – Mojaffor Hossain

    A Nation’s Reckoning on a Rickshaw: Photogallery from Bangladesh in turmoil – Melina and Pina Piccolo

    Between Two Lives – Mojaffor Hossain

    A Nation’s Reckoning on a Rickshaw: Photogallery from Bangladesh in turmoil – Melina and Pina Piccolo

    The Amatory Rainy Night – Kazi Rafi

    Chapter 1 of “Come What May”, a detective story set in Gaza, by Ahmed Masoud

    Come What May, chpt. 11 – Ahmed Masoud

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    I AM STILL HERE: It’s not a movie, it’s a hymn to democracy – Loretta Emiri

    I AM STILL HERE: It’s not a movie, it’s a hymn to democracy – Loretta Emiri

    Requiem for a Mattanza – Gia Marie Amella

    Requiem for a Mattanza – Gia Marie Amella

    In Defense of T.C. Boyle: Satire in the Era of Psychological Realism – Clark Bouwman

    In Defense of T.C. Boyle: Satire in the Era of Psychological Realism – Clark Bouwman

    Calixto Robles and Ancestral Spirits in the Mission – A Conversation on Art, Society and Social Action

    That is the Face – Appadurai Muttulingam

    Langston Hughes: Shakespeare in Harlem – Barry David Horwitz

    Langston Hughes: Shakespeare in Harlem – Barry David Horwitz

    The Creeping of the Spirit of the Times and Other Poems – Pina Piccolo

    Understanding the Quintessential Divinity: Binding the Two Geographies – Haroonuzzaman

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    Michelle Reale’s Volta: An Italian-American Reckoning With Race. Necessary turnabouts as  Columbus Day returns amidst Sinners’ vampires – Pina Piccolo

    Michelle Reale’s Volta: An Italian-American Reckoning With Race. Necessary turnabouts as Columbus Day returns amidst Sinners’ vampires – Pina Piccolo

    from The Creative Process: The Future of activism.  Bayo Akomolafe interviewed by Mia Funk and Natalie McCarthy

    from The Creative Process: The Future of activism. Bayo Akomolafe interviewed by Mia Funk and Natalie McCarthy

    The Spanish Steps, Revisited: A Temporary Exhibition – A conversation with Sheila Pepe

    The Spanish Steps, Revisited: A Temporary Exhibition – A conversation with Sheila Pepe

    from The Creative Process: A Life in Writing with T.C. Boyle, interviewed by Mia Funk & Cary Trott

    from The Creative Process: A Life in Writing with T.C. Boyle, interviewed by Mia Funk & Cary Trott

    Living as a painter: Shaun McDowell in conversation with curator Camilla Boemio

    Living as a painter: Shaun McDowell in conversation with curator Camilla Boemio

    Calixto Robles and Ancestral Spirits in the Mission – A Conversation on Art, Society and Social Action

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    from The Creative Process: TIOKASIN GHOSTHORSE, interviewed by Mia Funk and Melannie Munoz

    from The Creative Process: TIOKASIN GHOSTHORSE, interviewed by Mia Funk and Melannie Munoz

    The Creeping of the Spirit of the Times and Other Poems – Pina Piccolo

    From The Stony Guests, Part IV: SIRAN BAKIRCI and SAIT B. KARAKAYA – Neil P. Doherty

    Eva Bovenzi: The inner world. The artist in conversation with curator Camilla Boemio

    Chaos Theory – Michele Carenini

    Of People and Puppets, Kingdoms of Silence, Trauma and Storytelling: Review of “Azad, the rabbit and the wolf – Pina Piccolo

    Of People and Puppets, Kingdoms of Silence, Trauma and Storytelling: Review of “Azad, the rabbit and the wolf – Pina Piccolo

    The Creeping of the Spirit of the Times and Other Poems – Pina Piccolo

    The Creeping of the Spirit of the Times and Other Poems – Pina Piccolo

    Poetry is also born from Gesture – Ikaro Valderrama on Gestos de la Poesia, transnational poetry, multimedia and the energy of the Andes

    Poetry is also born from Gesture – Ikaro Valderrama on Gestos de la Poesia, transnational poetry, multimedia and the energy of the Andes

    A loneliness like an endless steppe – Poems from Maria Luisa Vezzali’s collection Home Ghost

    A loneliness like an endless steppe – Poems from Maria Luisa Vezzali’s collection Home Ghost

    The Creeping of the Spirit of the Times and Other Poems – Pina Piccolo

    Once the veil of artifice falls away: Poems by Haroonuzzaman

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Brethfest Part II – Poems by bill bissett from “breth” (2019), selected by Adeena Karasick

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December 4, 2019
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Brethfest Part II – Poems by bill bissett from “breth” (2019), selected by Adeena Karasick
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breth (Talonbooks 2019) the largest collection in bill bissett’s publication history, includes more than a hundred illustrations and visual poems, many of them appearing in print for the first time, as well as a foreword by fellow poet Tim Atkins (author of Folklore and On Fathers < On Daughtyrs), a bibliographical “a r c h i v e,” and an index of poem titles.

 

why dew magazines lie

 

bcoz th tenderest love has no image
bcoz peopul ar not perfect
bcoz peopul ask
bcoz peopul get afrayd
bcoz peopul dont want bombs
bcoz peopul dont wamt war
bcoz peopul dont want class struggul
bcoz peopul want a guarantee
        minimum incum
bcoz peopul want love wch has
                 no image
bcoz peopul get crazd n confusd
bcoz peopul ask
bcoz peopul dont know why
bcoz peopul dont want to know why
bcoz th magazines ar ownd by th
                            ruling class
nd show to us an image we cant b
any uv us n who wud want to

ther attempt to frustrate us
ther attempt to control us

 

we beleev in our freedom  our physical
love  ball  fuck  cum  th fire
take us thru indescribabul silvr th
gift nd th offring uv seed
th cradul th coffin clouds uv smoke

rising patterns uv mercury
in our lungs

                       sing thru th rain

 

 

 

halifax  nova scotia

 

all th brave sailors  what they had dun  brave hous
wives  what they had dun  th ded n gone blunose
sailing vessel daze whn halifax was lustee n brawl
ing  rich  th ghost uv th sailor  n th sea maiden  lovrs
rising  above th tides  haunting th melodee uv  all th
resting bones at th bottom shoal sea bed  wher th
othr tresurs lay goldn next to th mor ivoree uv th
beechd n drownd peopul lament for th haunting as
th brekrs roaring onto th shore  wher by a thin breth
we can b separatid from our safetees n join th deth
romance uv th sailors embracing each othr  hugging
seeming to stare back at th curious eyez uv th
purpul spottid grey fish  wer goin down my boy  th
giant spray gushing into theyr lungs  ther ar rubeez
undr th eyelids  emeralds in th fingr bones  arms
around each othr n th sunkn tresur uv th heart  until
we ride agen 

on partikularlee stormee nites whn we ar all inside by
th fire th long n recentlee ded sail agen ovr th main n
above th giant billows  greet each othr across th great
tormentid sky  we ar inside n that close to drowning
if th waves so whim it highr n loudr  we heer th voices
cry n laff hi n stern jaggid tormentid n victorious  dash
ing rocks to farthr oblivion hundrid metr waves  tees th
holographee uv th jumping so hi n deft wivvering ghosts
spirits  uv th departid from ths place  erth borne  can
we fix it  celebrate  holograph images  ducking  n
escaping agen  from th leviathan waves  laffing  th
sounds uv echo  in our freezing clapbord houses  th
winds saw eezilee thru n into our skin  fishing vessels
around th wharves down by th harbor  wun wharf
namd aftr my grandfathr from inverness scotland i
was told tho akshulee from cape breton i was latr told
n his familee bfor that lunenberg n bfor that france
his ships saild to portugal  but we live on universitee
avenue in halifax  a bit inland n safer from th immediate
changes tho th ocean powr is inside us  at our window
waiting n biting th glass

 

wher victor hugos dottr went mad  trying to win ovr
a spurning lovr  wher sum uv th ded from th titanik
ship wreck ar burreed  in th graveyard on barrington
street  whn yu heer th wind blow  it duz that  n th smell
uv th fish from th sea n from th cannerees  nites uv fiers
winds yu dont go  yu stay n listn to th howling n th sereen
lullabyes   th astors ar bureed ther  peopul always going
down to th harbor  staring out to sea for hours  my dad
wud sit in his car at th brek watr  his eyez going far out
byond th atlantik horizon aftr a long enuff time did land
apeer or atlantis surfacing from th trench  meditaysyuns
on th disapeering horizon fish smell sea gull shrieks  al
ways announsing fresh storms at sea n detailing th kinds
uv bones bleechd on rocks  what meet left on them n
howevr bleedid  skraping against th bottom th sea takes
everything back  th winds sum times sounding like
wraith creaturs suffocating for oxygen  breeth into us
feed us life agen

neer wher into th big park my mothr n i wud go hunting
flowrs to take home  she oftn wud look for laydeez
slipprs  that was her favorit  th flowrs wer a wondr for
her  whn she was veree close to what we heer considr th
last veil  i remembr she went down th sevn blocks uv th
avenue to th altr to place flowrs thru a blinding snow
storm walking gainst winds cumming home  remembr a
pictur uv my mothr n fathr whn they wer veree young
both theyr hair strong theyr bodeez clasping in embrace
th winds raging with theyr hair  my mothrs hair black
bfor th cobalt treetments turnd it grey  full uv life they
both wer  passyun n gladness  smell th beautee  sand
beech  so much to remembr  so much to forget  let go
th love is  reel  still burning  th flame thru th sky  thru
th fog  thru all th veils we pass thru  changing n anothr
wun to pass thru  change n let go  til thers th seering
singing care  offring  sharing th vanishing time  until
we ride agen  my mothr

gone two yeers from th cancr settling into her lungs
heering fathr aftr a long muffuld silens sing out uv his
closd door bedroom  IUM OKAAAAAAAY  a great
street lamp sign into th void  kay was my mothrs name
his fred  mor silens  n sobbing  thn running watr  n
kleening his teeth  sumthing abt memorees  an appul
n spruce treez  thirtee mile view

uv th lake  a hot plate on fire that wasint pluggd in
was my fathr out looking at th huge ocean  its moods
deciphering  praying  for th sea maiden n th sailor
my parents  themselvs  all th lanterns blown out  no
witnesses for th miracul  themselvs  riding th brekrs
soaring lullabyes  th masts n th wreckage  carnal
spirit  lifting theyr great arms up above th spray  aura
beem  mor than sufficient lite  crooning to th whales
th sea birds  th sun rising n setting  dansing above
th waves  wings opn n lifting theyr hopes n daring
th prayd for futur  a chorus uv drowning sailors
accompaneeing them  escaping th undrtow  into th

moon change  until they ride agen  n th wethr was fair

 

 

 

wun day my fathr tuk me down to th old court hous

 

in halifax  n showd me wher peopul usd to get hung
didint happn aneemor  a fairlee recent advans  ther
wer still manee wars  ths shud nevr b usd agen my
fathr sd abt th hanging place n thn he was tendr
confident whol not torn btween loyaltees as i latr
lernd peopul can bcum

wun nite aftr my first mothr died my sistrs stayd
out uv th hous til morning  he was yelling at them
so much  slamming doors  all skreeming at each othr
he was mad violent bcoz they had boy frends  calld
them names  he had no wife  me sticking up for them
him yelling at me   as long as yr out tomorro  not
undr my roof

i workd for him a few yeers  cooking kleening  left
whn i was legal age  to go west  he marreed agen but
she drownd n he moovd into a hotel  th conflict dusint
mattr now tho it had its effects  is that a definishyun
uv mattr  all th childrn in ths strange land ths has
happend to  brot up to b wun thing offishulee unmasking
wun aspekt onlee uv ther prson  in or out uv anee familee

bfor he went into spirit i phond him  he sd is that my
son bill   he told me he lovd me n my sistrs  took sum
yeers to get mellow  but it did  fathrs n sons  born into
th distans  a smiling fathr face in th clouds  far from
wher   a week bfor he died he came thru th front windo
wher i was living thn in a dreem   whn i got th telegram
he was veree sick   i calld th hospital in halifax from
robson street phone booth vancouvr  th doctor came to
th phone  sd ium sorree bill but yr fathr just died  i was

crying  closd in by th rain n glass   now hes bizee with
othr things  is fine  sum blessings for our madness  i
hope  ium taking it aneeway that thats whats going on
wer disapeering into numbrless atoms n still want sum
human animal love to live n go with in ths sun   bfor my
second mothr went into th ocean i herd she sd to th cab
drivr who tuk her ther pleez keep it   wher ium going

i dont need th change

 

 

text    bites

just yu  just me  just  thee  just evreewun  is  ar
th trewths  uv th text  its margins  n infiniteez

th taktilitee uv th text  carvd in our brains  minds
souls   duz th text  ground yu  round yu  me  th

turbulens uv th text  its focus  n  disarray   sway

th tempestuousness  uv th text  th tortur uv th
text  th storee lines uv th text  relentless trew
isms n realisms  th hypnoses uv th text  its tra
jektoreez  intr textualis

th torment uv th text  th terror uv th text   no

th tremor uv th text    th roar uv th text    uhuh

th ovrwhelming tango uv th text uv th text uv th
text

sub  th teeses uv th text    th eez uv th text   th
tautolojee  uv th text    th loosness    its lostness
yes    kon     text      ex   t   t   see   u  a  l

th  x t    uv th text    textual vishyun  vishyun  x

                                                               panding

wrestuling with th text   has th text got yu down
is it  enscribing yu   uplifting yu  mooving yu  en
kripting yu  enrapturing yu   imprinting yu  th
taming uv th text

th candour uv th text  its ardor  armour  amour
and or  th testimoneez uv th text  its lies n loop
holes   omisyuns  testes  moneez  its storees
loop d loop  pooling  poling  polling th xtent  uv
th   text   o text me     text  me   on  sum

                                                        regular  basis

 

 th  heart  uv  th  oxygen

 

                                             4 david

  sum  scars  almost
          dsapeer  with  time
othrs can seem  2 take 4evr

 nagio  albrgayzee
      stung by th moonlit stars
januaree tells  evreething  n
                       th frozn  moon

raptur  isint sew eezee  2 cum by
    sumtimes  yu need 2 try  n sumtimes
yu need 2 stop  trying  

    letting go uv all th  narrativs uv
 feers  alarms  n dwelling   in sorrows
greef nothing  is  statik  they say  hard
    n faithless  shock  th faithful heart  also
   soft n yielding  what rest th heart get
 alwayze pumping  let sumwun hold it
       letting go  practise  devosyun  our
ruling classes oftn love powr ovr love

  th erlee morning part  uv sleep
        is mystikul  yu sd  what tuk us ths
   long  going thru sew much trubuls 2
      get 2gethr  offerd 2 us  touch th
    changing  but we dont care   we ar
grateful

                       we ar heer now

 

 

 

     veronika

    if yu wer maypul n acorn treez winding down along

     th desert  sidebords  whnevr  telling  whisprs  mar

     ginate all th  dawn  held  trestuls  is time  n reefr op

     ulens  wun dayze  at keest saving terribul times n

      wanton  soul trubuls for th leeward  gains  westrlee

     rideages uv sum  tufful remakes  n coffee irritants

 banging   n  windows  ar kleening  all th waftring

weasuls  n hills  sandblasts    whn yu  heer  th  waves

sing  sallee  wasint that  th rimeing  desire  that  held yu

  rockd  yu  me  i was wafr  thin that day  n soggn to

  heer  th  bells play  n th  leevs  growing  biggr  n tracks

  layd  n plans rearrangd  n wallets n walnuts  n wasint  it

        abt  time  for sum  ecstasee   raptur  that  cud  beg

       borrow  th  tremrling   saw  a baybee  eagul  up   in

         th tree  a gud sign  n thn met sumwun  n thn it

  was surely  time  to go afor i b late  for th next  pastural

     timmr n sd  sorrow  to b  going n th  hills  climbing

   in th  memoree  gainfulee  treepluxd  n growing  o lay

     me  ovr  n  down  down  i was  wanting  all nite  no

  wun els ther  n i was watch  king  th moon  moov  thru

th   treez  moov  thru  th  skies   th plesides  sum  grammar

   uv  th manee  verses  i was  observing  pleets n  mackerals

    yello side wagering        n tree planting      th trellis bed

         he  wudint  so               verokia  dew yu       remembr

          th  rocking  or         wasint it all th  sheep   sew float

            ing  th colours         all uv them  litning      th mess

        uv th so  okay  ms         takn circutree          what to

         call it   boiling    n             thers a sea        uv plen

               tee  tuk  us  to          all  kindling           rise  smile

              n all nite n  ther     was no wun ther      veroika  did

              she  yu evr  feel        that    yesss  we       all  have

                 sallee  n thats        life dan sd    my      mothr told

me therud b        daze   like ths  n     went back to

  helping th             up  fresh lee         sprung  pink

 flowrs grow      say managements      they cum n

go  but  thees        flowrs  need  sum        loving

    yes  ther           like  peopul  watr       ing  grayzing

 tempul massage      n blessing  th      orange  winni

   fred   waxreef        ordingum  taste     tralainggar

     ius  yarionteram      manio   send       ing  th

  grammas uv th see      tides  tree        lak  words

    uv th  lavendr                lightning         didint yu

       know  trying          to go forward      going on

     for words alone       in  th moon        loting ring

    ping  with each        tother  remandr    ing  seek

       out  grip    n          tangoed  waze     n larkspur

     hunee  itul get          bettr  it can

 

 

originalee from lunaria ovr 300 yeers ago in lunarian time sent by shuttul thru halifax nova scotia originalee wantid 2 b dansr n figur skatr became a poet n paintr in my longings after 12 operaysyuns reelee preventid me from following th inishul direksyuns
― bill bissett

bill bissett garnered international attention in the 1960s as a pre-eminent figure of the counter-culture movement in Canada and the U.K. In 1964, he founded blewointment press, which published the works of bpNichol and Steve McCaffery, among others.

bissett’s charged readings, which never fail to amaze his audiences, incorporate sound poetry, chanting and singing, the verve of which is only matched by his prolific writing career―over seventy books of bissett’s poetry have been published.

A pioneer of sound, visual and performance poetry―eschewing the artificial hierarchies of meaning and the privileging of things (“proper” nouns) over actions imposed on language by capital letters; the metric limitations imposed on the possibilities of expression by punctuation; and the illusion of formal transparency imposed on the written word by standard (rather than phonetic) spelling―bissett composes his poems as scripts for pure performance and has consistently worked to extend the boundaries of language and visual image, honing a synthesis of the two in the medium of concrete poetry.

Among bissett’s many awards are: The George Woodcock Lifetime Achievement Award (2007); BC Book Prizes Dorothy Livesay Prize (2003) peter among th towring boxes / text bites; BC Book Prizes Dorothy Livesay Prize (1993) inkorrect thots.

 

It is with deep gratitude that we thank Adeena Karasick for letting our journal share the materials from the New York tribute to bill bissett, as well as for her selection of the poems.

 

Art work on cover page and in article by bill blissett.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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