Tony Crunk, a colleague I’ve gotten to know over the last couple of years, has finally gotten online.

It’s long overdue, as he is in fact a poet you should know. His first book Living in the Resurrection won the Yale Younger Poets’ Prize in ’94. It is very, very good, one of those books that captures something in particular about a place in time. I’d say more, but it’s poetry, Sam Beckett & all that.

I’m on his back to include a selection of recipes. Why not? Until then we have his children’s books with readings. That should tide us over.

Visit his site, read samples of his work, listen to him doing some readings. There’s a really nice video interview linked on the “Railroad John” page where he’s talking about his childhood in the 270 before it was the 270, before one’s area code became a form of taxonomy. That vast expanse down near & past Hoptown, which I have never explored despite my best efforts, boasts towns with names like “Monkey’s Eyebrow,” “Cerulean,” and “Boaz.” And fair “Benton,” with its epic “Tater Day[s]” since 1843.

But not Birmingham. Birmingham’s under water. Oh, and that’s his new book on the upper left, which may or may not have anything to do with Birmingham. Get it!

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Notre Oursins

August 13, 2010

Oursins in the garden:

Parallel with oursins on the map:

(From Luc Moullet’s “La Cabale des Oursins,” a favorite little film)

“Sea urchins,” naturally. Or unnaturally. The shape just naturally arises, unless you’ve got to make it yourself:

ABCDE, and thanks to NIPPaysage for the works in the first place.

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Doar

August 5, 2010

Technology Creates a Pleasant Wonders

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Tom Marioni left Cincinnati as a young man to do conceptual art in San Francisco. Then he wrote a memoir that ends (close to) here: I don’t like to sound pedantic but I believe art is a poetic record of the culture with the power to inspire people to a spiritual awareness. I also think [...]

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When did selling people as sex slaves become “human trafficking?”  How awful it’s common enough to get its own euphemism. Jake Adelstein uncovers the reality behind the euphemism in his memoir and expose, Tokyo Vice. He’s the only American ever to work as a beat reporter in Japanese, covering crime for the Yomiuri. It seems [...]

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JD’s gone, one more round, JD’s gone

Salinger died.  Just four books and fragments we know of. As Sontag said, the point’s not to keep writing books.  It’s to write a book that lasts. I got split as a teen not by the Catcher but Franny & Zooey, all sure on breath and falling out of the world.  Now I think I’ll go [...]

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