Author: Pierre Joris

This past week the mailman brought the first volume of the Oeuvre Poétique, the Collected Poems of the francophone Moroccon poet Abdellatif Laâbi. I posted a poem by Laâbi some months ago, a poem...

Rika Lesser, his excellent translator, has just let us know that “the sixth nomination was the charm,” i.e. that it has just been announed that The Nordic Council Literature Prize 2006 goes to the...

The sad news in this morning that the great Chuvash poet Gennadi Aygi died in Moscow yesterday. There are two worthwhile on-line obits in the German-language newspapers this morning: the Frankfurter Rundschau and the...

Last November, Nicole Peyrafitte, son Miles and I spent a week in New Orleans, reading /performing at the Gold Mine Saloon & visiting the disaster- and grief-struck city, video-taping and photographing what we saw....

In the eighth century BC, Hesiod writes in Works and Days (383-389): When the Pleiades, daughters of Atlas, are rising, begin your harvest, and your ploughing when they are going to set. Forty nights...

This morning in the New York Times, i.e., here, a chilling piece on the ongoing rewiring of this country into a soft-totalitarianism. (Don’t like the term, and haven’t been able to come up with...

Thinking of New Orleans & the first Mardi Gras after Katrina, and of the friends in Nola. Here are two poems by Dave Brinks, New Orleans poet, organizer of the 17 poets reading series...

Heinrich Heine died in the night of February 16 to 17, 1856 in Paris. He had been living in political exile in France for many years — here is a small lyrical poem, on...

from AURORA news service: Internationally renowned artist Ray Barretto Passes This Morning New York, NY – February 17, 2006 – Family spokesperson George Rivera announced this morning that Ray Barretto died at the Hackensack...

from Biography: A single seeming blinded object&nbsp&nbsp a sentence &nbsp&nbsp a voice&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp the throatthen the rushing. Sound rushing dramaticaway from its disabilitythere’s a note selective. Passage without a penthrough the hurricane&nbsp whorl &nbsp&nbsp shell...