Cami Park

Posts Tagged ‘Beauty’

No, nobody

In Confessional, Music, Photography on February 2, 2010 at 12:22 am

Ann Cole

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Love this like a blanket.

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Niagara

In Celebrity, Film, Poetry on January 15, 2010 at 12:01 am

[felled like cloven lumber]

Found songs

In Art, Music, T-shirt on January 10, 2010 at 1:19 pm

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Laughs already like a bear

In Art, How to, Poetry on January 5, 2010 at 7:52 pm

Giving Birth
Mary de Rachewiltz

Now She knows what it feels like
24 hours of it & all for a mere girl
when She had expected a male heir.
Has seen so far only the hands &
they are beautiful—laughs already
like a bear, wrapped as a Della Robbia
infant in glazed porcelain on the cornice
of the Loggia degli Innocenti.

Nobody thought of the bottle
nor told her to put a drop of honey
on her teat as She saw the nurse do
when It sucked voraciously.
He better come if He wants to and see
what’s left of It—will hardly survive
another week—& to find a name for It
is his job. I call It Contrary.

Thus entered the world at loggerheads.

Just to eat

In Music, Nutrition, Poetry on October 17, 2009 at 8:21 am

Rice
Mary Oliver

It grew in the black mud.
It grew under the tiger’s orange paws.
Its stems thinner than candles, and as straight.
Its leaves like the feathers of egrets, but green.
The grains cresting, wanting to burst.
Oh, blood of the tiger.

I don’t want you just to sit down at the table.
I don’t want you just to eat, and be content.
I want you to walk out into the fields
where the water is shining, and the rice has risen.
I want you to stand there, far from the white tablecloth.
I want you to fill your hands with the mud, like a
     blessing.

Try not to blink

In Art, Drama, Film on October 16, 2009 at 12:11 am

Early breaking news

In History, Household, Prose on October 12, 2009 at 8:19 pm

Okay, I should have posted about this a long time ago, but I didn’t. But I still will, anyway, because it’s so good. It’s Scrotal Cash, the featherproof books collection of remixes of Blake Butler‘s crazy-excellent, highly reviewed book, Scorch Atlas. Basically, amazing writers deconstructed, reconstructed, unconstructed and co-destructed the original work into things altogether else, things  innovative, harrowing, beautiful, incredible.

The authors included entered a contest judged by Blake Butler, and they are Matt Bell, Andrew Borgstrom, Jon Cone, Elizabeth Ellen, Brian Evenson, Christopher Higgs, Catherine Lacey, John Madera, Matthew Simmons, J.A. Tyler, and Marcus Whale— and that’s not even including the winner, Krammer Abrahams, whose story brilliantly twists the apocalyptics of Scorch Atlas inside out and applies them to interfamilial dynamics– one family, complete with pets and spare parents, is the atlas, and the devastation is absurd and appalling.

Anyway, it can be downloaded for free from featherproof books, but schemes are afoot to produce and sell limited edition hard copies.  Blake Butler is working to put together some copies for interested parties, and Krammer Abrahams might like to hand-deliver you his own handmade copy, for just $100. If you live in the continental United States, and if there are 10 of you.

Happy Columbus Day!

Historical Smurf

In spite of man, he crumbles

In Philosophy, Poetry, Universe on October 11, 2009 at 2:37 am

Song of Solomon 6:10 Who is she that looketh forth as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, and terrible as an army with banners?

Love & Peace & Bar

In Music, Sex, Universe on October 6, 2009 at 5:44 pm

Kim Laughton

Kim Laughton

“For years I had recorded hours of tapes of my teenage band, prank phone calls, studio demo tapes, synthesizer blurbles, and various recordings of an unusual nature. I wanted all this hard work to be heard, and I loved distributing my tapes simply to annoy people and sometimes even to enlighten or entertain them . . . It was my response to a world that seems always to have told me that I am small and worthless. Putting out music for the hell of it was my way of giving the finger to a universe indifferent to my existence.” —John Trubee, from You Too Can Be a Recording Star!

Muscly back

In History, Prose, Sex on September 27, 2009 at 3:08 pm

Avon Book Cover #1505

I wrote Beautiful Plague for the year 1505 for for every year.