my poem in the current issue of mid-american review. another one that will be in my book meet me here at dawn…
song: dear-to-me thinker singer musician writer maker cass mccombs has a new album – MANGY LOVE – coming out tomorrow : here. the new york times calls him beckett as a cranky singer-songwriter which is silly / endearing / accurate. cass has many more articulations of creative light than the world has seen yet. i’ll stay mum for now, but hope soon i can tell you about some more mediums his work will appear in. in the meantime, enjoy the album.
act: i dance a lot these days, & have somehow despite total shyness come to speak to those i dance with, which turns out to be a joy. my friend gregory barnett is a beautiful dancer and maker and here is a blog he did for the getty about crafting costumes for the dance artist taisha paggett, on the occasion of her performance mountain, fire, holding still.
word: the poet max ritvo has passed after a long struggle with cancer. i didn’t know him, but i know that he was 25, and used his time brilliantly. i recommend taking some time to yourself with the body of work he’s left.
take care of one another. be honest. sing, make, dance, speak.
——by the artist george shaw
– from a geological atlas of the moon, 1965
in his blurb for my forthcoming book, Meet Me Here At Dawn, Terrance Hayes relates my work to this Edward Hopper painting, “Excursion Into Philosophy.” Stay tuned.