Archives for December, 2014:
The poem wants to sing out, to communicate, to wake you up. The maker of the song who has this urge, this gift, sees how others are faring on the planet . . . I am not talking about an easy, therapeutic confessional poetry that just talks about how you, the personal “I,” feels. Or suffers. It’s of a higher order and command. So there’s a way—through Shakespeare, Blake, Emily Dickinson, through poetries and cosmologies of cultures all over the world—that great poetry can inspire you to care for the planet, and for all its creatures and greenery.
Raymond Foye has guest-edited a brilliant arts feature for the December-January issue of the Brooklyn Rail. The selection includes an essay on "Reading Cookie Mueller Today" by Jarrett Earnest; interviews with Shiv Mirabito (of Shivistan Publishing) and Henry Threadgill and Jason Moran; and, best of all, Foye's own wonderful encomium for Rene Ricard, whose apartment in the Chelsea Hotel is pictured above.