Ripe For Pleasure on Mysterious Mountain - TRAILER from Eliza Swann on Vimeo. In the 1960's, Brion Gysin and William Burroughs developed a method which allowed them to free themselves, together, from the strictures of either of their minds, alone. 'The
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We are excited to announce the publication of Exit Strata: Print! Vol. 2, coming soon to a bookstore near you. Our second print issue of Exit Strata includes an incredible collection of poetry, fiction, play excerpts, prose, and conceptual work from
[caption id="attachment_1414" align="alignleft" width="504"] clockwise from top left: Exit Strata PRINT! vol. 1 "brownie", PRINT! vol. 1 limited edition, blood atlas (DeSilva-Johnson), obsolete objects in the literary imagination (Pinder), limited edition vol.1 broadside[/caption] You know how, just when you think that everything is about to slow down, and you're going to have time for all the things on your To-Do-list, which is looking more and more like an epic poem? And then, you know, it doesn't slow down at all? Yeah. Then. Well, that's kind of how it's been since the print launch...
In November 2011 H_NGM_N Books reissued In Baltic Circles, Paul Violi's first book of poems, originally published in 1973 by The Kulchur Foundation. This resulted out of funny circumstances: after seeing a review by Matt Hart of his last book, Overnight, in Coldfront Magazine, Violi sent Hart a photocopy of the original book with a handwritten note saying, "I like to think it's not all juvenilia!" In Baltic Circles is hardly that – even as an early book it encompasses so much of Violi's essence. What does that mean? For one, if there were ever code of ethics for the poetic form, you also could count on him to violate it in a poem – and he did so in such an elegant and charming way that you could never hold it against him. This is his edgy cleverness, accompanied by a romantic streak and a surreal awareness of the everyday... They are qualities that also radiated like the sun from his personality.
I boycott his atoms / after a glissade of bunk attempts / then laud their inky, mobile / residuum again. / The ingredients of / the music are my mimic falsetto / and the sound of a door locking /