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Pithy
More aphorisms here by the pithy Róbert Gál….Read More
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A Taste of Róbert Gál’s Signs & Symptoms
I discovered Róbert Gál through the anthology New European Poets, edited by Wayne Miller and Kevin Prufer, and bought his Signs & Symptoms because of what I’d read there. I don’t know if Gál is, in fact, a poet; he is certainly an aphorist, but he comes at the practice, it seems to me, with a philosopher’s spirit, not a poet’s. I don’t know if I can be clear about that distinction, but let me give it a try.Read More
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Friday Notebook 03.18.2011
Reading Karl Shapiro‘s last book,Coda: Last Poems, pisses me off. Errors galore, half-assed typesetting (a bulbous typeface with too little leading, the last words of long, overrun lines dropped against the left margins as if they were new lines. Shit—Shapiro deserves better! Deserves a Complete Shapiro, for one thing, with tiresome variorum notes and two prefaces, one by a scholar of Ovid (who knew about classical standards and personal rage), and a second by the ghost of Henry Miller writing via Ouija board from some hedonistic paradise.Read More
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Friday Notebook 02.11.2011
waning moon—stars coming backthat were never gone * “Even the buzz of a mosquito is a communication.” —Róbert Gál (in New European Poets) * Coffeeshop Sunday Morning sun tangled upin a stranger’s hair;her intelligence tangled upin the book she’s reading;and I—— * Ritual Meloxicam to soothe the angry disk between L2 and L3, pinched and bulging like a bitten tongue. Prilosec to save the stomach from the ravage of Meloxicam and to keep down the Resveratrol (an oblong lump of compressed soot said to keep the blood vessels pliant and cancer at bay).Read More