Month: September 2015
Yes, I hold that male colonization of our imaginations—a calamity while ever we were unable to give shape to our difference—is, today, a strength. We know everything about the male symbol system; they, for the most part, know nothing about ours, above all about how it has been restructured by the blows the world has…
Confrontation with My Own Innocence
“Poetry aims for an economy of truth–loose and useless words must be discarded, and I found that these loose and useless words were not separate from loose and useless thoughts. Poetry was not simply the transcriptions of notions–beautiful writing rarely is. I wanted to learn to write, which was ultimately, still, as my mother had…
Reading this Friday in Philly!
I am reading this Friday for Bloof Books as part of the Philalalia Book Fair. If you happen to be in or around Philly, come say hi. Otherwise, things around here have been quiet. It’s that feeling of not knowing what is supposed to come next. It’s that feeling of needing to keep moving forward…