On Citation and Disabled Memory

I’ve been thinking a lot this year about citation, and the power of including others’ words alongside your own. About what happens when you have the privilege of audience, even if just for a moment, and what responsibilities we have in that. I’m always thinking about this in some way, but I’ve been thinking aboutContinue reading “On Citation and Disabled Memory”

The Rabbits Are Us: thoughts on 2016

    IV our touching hearts slenderly comprehend (clinging as fingers,loving one another gradually into hands)and bend into the huge disaster of the year: like this most early single star which tugs weakly at twilight,caught in thickening fear our slightly fingering spirits starve and smother; until autum abruptly wholly hugs our dying silent minds,which handContinue reading “The Rabbits Are Us: thoughts on 2016”