<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021822844024714280</id><updated>2011-12-05T05:46:49.045-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woodland Pattern</title><subtitle type='html'>A small selection from our inventory of over 20,000 small press titles.  Buy online with paypal or call us at (414) 263-5001.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021822844024714280/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Karl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17146050587089034910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021822844024714280.post-4165983989639341610</id><published>2011-11-09T15:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T15:57:40.741-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WALTER MOSLEY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZexkW1zZ7JY/TrsSLDme6cI/AAAAAAAAATg/HsqkeHwOnKg/s1600/last%2Bdays.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; 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Ethics of Sleep&lt;/span&gt; features over seventy pages of poems, as well as "Remembering the Future: A Conversation with Bernadette Mayer"-a terrific 12 page interview with poet and publisher Dave Brinks.  "At last, the mythology of the 21st century."--Franz Boas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021822844024714280-3651986444539563277?l=wpstore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/feeds/3651986444539563277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/2011/05/new-book-from-bernadette-mayer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021822844024714280/posts/default/3651986444539563277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021822844024714280/posts/default/3651986444539563277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/2011/05/new-book-from-bernadette-mayer.html' title='New Book from Bernadette Mayer!'/><author><name>Karl Saffran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01008999151860293023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Espoh8xGUr0/TdbPn-iDJII/AAAAAAAAAS8/q-eLRJTnT2M/s72-c/ETHICSSLEEP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021822844024714280.post-5547154979233054462</id><published>2011-04-29T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T11:41:16.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New from Pressed Wafer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ike8us00xs/TbsvUdsicqI/AAAAAAAAASs/pq2KZGLMUFI/s1600/barrett_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 353px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ike8us00xs/TbsvUdsicqI/AAAAAAAAASs/pq2KZGLMUFI/s400/barrett_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601122590180668066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ed Barrett's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Down New Utrecht Avenue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;88pgs. $14&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Opening Ed Barrett's DOWN NEW  UTRECHT AVENUE is like happening on a   mint-condition, hitherto unknown set of  chromolithograph baseball cards  of an  unimaginable rarity. Yes, but what do I  do with them? You don't  have to do  anything, the 'unimaginable' takes care  of that. Just sit  and let them wash over  you pleasantly but firmly, like 'a  three-game  series raveling and  unraveling the hajj of things drifting  through  you'"—John Ashbery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oMVwIlYq-Mg/Tbsuv26ZZAI/AAAAAAAAASk/ZUSex8K-54U/s1600/Pickard_ToPress_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oMVwIlYq-Mg/Tbsuv26ZZAI/AAAAAAAAASk/ZUSex8K-54U/s400/Pickard_ToPress_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601121961294521346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tom Pickard's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;More Pricks Than Prizes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68pgs $12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This brief, vivid memoir of Tom’s experiences from the 1960s and  1970s—his friendship with Basil Bunting, a love behind the Iron Curtain,  a criminal trial—make for absorbing reading (as well as a marvelous  companion to the &lt;a href="http://www.floodeditions.com/pickard-catalogue" target="_blank"&gt;poetry&lt;/a&gt;). (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Flood Editions)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021822844024714280-5547154979233054462?l=wpstore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/feeds/5547154979233054462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/2011/04/new-from-pressed-wafer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021822844024714280/posts/default/5547154979233054462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021822844024714280/posts/default/5547154979233054462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/2011/04/new-from-pressed-wafer.html' title='New from Pressed Wafer!'/><author><name>Karl Saffran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01008999151860293023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ike8us00xs/TbsvUdsicqI/AAAAAAAAASs/pq2KZGLMUFI/s72-c/barrett_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021822844024714280.post-6890825527181473726</id><published>2011-03-24T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T12:36:37.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE WIDE ROAD-Harryman &amp; Hejinian</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BjtD1eUjHV8/TYuNAXwc03I/AAAAAAAAAR0/Hfz7G8DXMTI/s1600/thewideroad1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BjtD1eUjHV8/TYuNAXwc03I/AAAAAAAAAR0/Hfz7G8DXMTI/s400/thewideroad1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587714800199979890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What would  have happened had Thelma and Louise not  driven off the  cliff but stayed on the  road? In Carla Harryman and Lyn  Hejinian's  picaresque novella,  friendship lives on to follow eros  through a  polymorphic landscape where  their fearless, inquisitive "we"   encounters "hunger in two places at  once." THE WIDE ROAD was  collaboratively  composed by Carla Harryman and Lyn  Hejinian between  1991 and 2010. The  cover art was drawn for this manuscript  by the  artist Nancy Blum, and this first  edition is printed with two different   cover designs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.constantcritic.com/karla_kelsey/the-wide-road/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://belladonnaseries.org/thewideroad.html"&gt;BELLADONNA*&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;Constant Critic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wewhoareabouttodie.com/2011/03/08/desirous-on-the-road-the-wide-road-by-carla-harryman-and-lyn-hejinian-2/"&gt;We Who Are About to Die&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wide Road&lt;br /&gt;by Carla Harryman &amp;amp; Lyn Hejinian&lt;br /&gt;Belladonna*&lt;br /&gt;148pgs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$16.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form action="https://www.paypal.com/cgi-bin/webscr" method="post"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="cmd" value="_s-xclick"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="hosted_button_id" value="P5SYRSC5Z58FU"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="image" src="https://www.paypalobjects.com/WEBSCR-640-20110306-1/en_US/i/btn/btn_buynowCC_LG.gif" border="0" name="submit" alt="PayPal - The safer, easier way to pay online!"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="https://www.paypalobjects.com/WEBSCR-640-20110306-1/en_US/i/scr/pixel.gif" width="1" height="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021822844024714280-6890825527181473726?l=wpstore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/feeds/6890825527181473726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/2011/03/wide-road-harryman-hejinian.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021822844024714280/posts/default/6890825527181473726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021822844024714280/posts/default/6890825527181473726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/2011/03/wide-road-harryman-hejinian.html' title='THE WIDE ROAD-Harryman &amp; Hejinian'/><author><name>Karl Saffran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01008999151860293023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BjtD1eUjHV8/TYuNAXwc03I/AAAAAAAAAR0/Hfz7G8DXMTI/s72-c/thewideroad1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021822844024714280.post-1240157840911689851</id><published>2011-03-06T14:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T14:35:32.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0xTy395tF40/TXQI_TV5gpI/AAAAAAAAARs/iJmv1lG83lw/s1600/bergvall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0xTy395tF40/TXQI_TV5gpI/AAAAAAAAARs/iJmv1lG83lw/s400/bergvall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581095721835790994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Meddle English&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;New and Selected Texts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Caroline Bergvall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nightboat Books&lt;br /&gt;2010 • 176 pp. 12 illus. 5 1/4 x 7 1/4"&lt;br /&gt;Poetry / Cultural Criticism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$14.95&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book gathers a decade of  Caroline Bergvall's innovative pieces,  from her long out-of-print performance  text &lt;em&gt;Goan Atom&lt;/em&gt;,  inspired by the  graphic contortions of Hans Bellmer's  Doll and  violent love fantasies of other  radical body-inspired artists, &lt;em&gt;The  Shorter Chaucer&lt;/em&gt;,  a series of  contemporary tales exploring social  mores in a feisty mix  of languages, and  the hybrid and visual prose pieces  &lt;em&gt;Cropper&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Cat in the  Throat&lt;/em&gt;, and &lt;em&gt;Middling  English&lt;/em&gt;.  This volume—rich,  multi-layered, acerbic,  humorous—creates a strong  case for  how new literature can provide  speculative and performative  excursions  into post-urban lives and idoms and  explore renewed visions  for languages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Caroline Bergvall has emerged over the past decade as one of the most brilliantly inventive poets of our time.” —Charles Bernstein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/cvkC3aUSQ9A" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/FsYykH7qgLw" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021822844024714280-1240157840911689851?l=wpstore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/feeds/1240157840911689851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/2011/03/meddle-english-new-and-selected-texts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021822844024714280/posts/default/1240157840911689851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021822844024714280/posts/default/1240157840911689851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/2011/03/meddle-english-new-and-selected-texts.html' title=''/><author><name>Karl Saffran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01008999151860293023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0xTy395tF40/TXQI_TV5gpI/AAAAAAAAARs/iJmv1lG83lw/s72-c/bergvall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021822844024714280.post-1956763216530188050</id><published>2011-02-09T17:37:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T17:53:00.231-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Conceptual</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bzeCtgx9HKk/TVNBloLdsqI/AAAAAAAAARk/HJ2Xf-BjMPI/s1600/againstexpression.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bzeCtgx9HKk/TVNBloLdsqI/AAAAAAAAARk/HJ2Xf-BjMPI/s400/againstexpression.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571869278683902626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+1;"&gt;Against Expression&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;                                                                           Northwestern Univ Press&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;An Anthology of Conceptual Writing                                          &lt;/strong&gt; 656pgs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Craig  Dworkin&lt;/strong&gt;                                                                                           $45.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kenneth  Goldsmith&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In much the same way that photography forced painting to move in new  directions, the advent of the World Wide Web, with its proliferation of  easily transferable and manipulated text, forces us to think about  writing, creativity, and the materiality of language in new ways. In  Against Expression, editors Craig Dworkin and Kenneth Goldsmith present  the most innovative works responding to the challenges posed by these  developments. Charles Bernstein has described conceptual poetry as  "poetry pregnant with thought." Against Expression, the premier  anthology of conceptual writing, presents work that is by turns  thoughtful, funny, provocative, and disturbing. Dworkin and Goldsmith,  two of the leading spokespersons and practitioners of conceptual  writing, chart the trajectory of the conceptual aesthetic from early  precursors including Samuel Beckett and Marcel Duchamp to the most  prominent of today’s writers. Nearly all of the major avant-garde groups  of the past century are represented here, including Dada, OuLiPo,  L=A=N=G=U=A=G=E, and Flarf to name just a few, but all the writers are  united in their imaginative appropriation of found and generated texts  and their exploration of nonexpressive language. Against Expression is a  timely collection and an invaluable resource for readers and writers  alike.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021822844024714280-1956763216530188050?l=wpstore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/feeds/1956763216530188050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/2011/02/go-conceptual.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021822844024714280/posts/default/1956763216530188050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021822844024714280/posts/default/1956763216530188050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/2011/02/go-conceptual.html' title='Go Conceptual'/><author><name>Karl Saffran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01008999151860293023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bzeCtgx9HKk/TVNBloLdsqI/AAAAAAAAARk/HJ2Xf-BjMPI/s72-c/againstexpression.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021822844024714280.post-7444251688875601080</id><published>2010-12-31T13:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T13:39:36.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Recent Arrivals from BOOK THUG</title><content type='html'>BookThug, based in Toronto and published by poet Jay MillAr, "seeks to publish innovative books of poetry, prose and creative criticism that extend the tradition of experimental literature."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbWmgZAyS8/TR5MLgp8jDI/AAAAAAAAARM/RaszT8pg7R4/s1600/truscott.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 314px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbWmgZAyS8/TR5MLgp8jDI/AAAAAAAAARM/RaszT8pg7R4/s400/truscott.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556962750849911858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nature&lt;br /&gt;Mark Truscott&lt;br /&gt;$15.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nature is us and we are nature. Nature is out to kill us. Nature is heterosexual. Nature is gay. Nature is masculine. Nature is a woman. Nature is natural. Nature is culture. Nature is the nature of reality. Nature is a metaphor. Nature is like money. Nature is calling. Language is our nature. Few ideas today are as charged or subject to as many contradictory inflections as is nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To anchor its compositional investigations into its own material, Mark Truscott’s Nature considers the difficulties of this overdetermined concept and asks – without recourse to nostalgia, sanctimony, or moralism – what kind of space it might meaningfully create or occupy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbWmgZAyS8/TR5LnCrcSYI/AAAAAAAAARE/z6npUvBozGs/s1600/bowering.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 336px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbWmgZAyS8/TR5LnCrcSYI/AAAAAAAAARE/z6npUvBozGs/s400/bowering.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556962124327831938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Horizontal Surfaces&lt;br /&gt;George Bowering&lt;br /&gt;$18.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every once in a while Bowering has to turn to a book such as this.  Horizontal Surfaces came from the same atelier as Craft Slices and  Errata. You could keep the book somewhere that you visit for short  periods, reading one item at a time. You should also feel free to add a  sentence or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George Bowering writes these books about literary composition as well as  short stories and the odd novel. He is also a poet of sorts, and won  some prizes for his poetry a long time ago. He is currently working on  another book about baseball, having found another niche that will never  be seen by his country’s literary types.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbWmgZAyS8/TR5ITLZvtzI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/rHxV1bWSFII/s1600/zultanski.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 327px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbWmgZAyS8/TR5ITLZvtzI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/rHxV1bWSFII/s400/zultanski.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556958484537259826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cop Kisser&lt;br /&gt;Steve Zultanski&lt;br /&gt;$22.50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cop Kisser&lt;/i&gt; is a book of 18 poems in a variety of modes. Some are  quasiconceptual, some repetitively relational, and some are hyperactive  lyric collage. These modes have been ordered intuitively into what  appears as a totalizing structure. Thus, it’s a big book, and  deceptively so. Really there are only about two ideas in here. See if  you can find them all! But be careful: don’t let Cop Kisser fool you. It  doesn’t want to know what it’s about, and wasn’t written for the  betterment of the reader. In fact, it was barely written. It’s just one  of those things that showed up one day and refused to leave – like love,  enemies, or authorship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Like a breath of fresh air, Cop Kisser forces itself into the mouth, for  taste, into the lungs, for expansion, and into a thin paper bag, for  huffing that one that is the many that are repetitions of the  nauseatingly delicious one." – Vanessa Place&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021822844024714280-7444251688875601080?l=wpstore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/feeds/7444251688875601080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/2010/12/some-recent-arrivals-from-book-thug.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021822844024714280/posts/default/7444251688875601080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021822844024714280/posts/default/7444251688875601080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/2010/12/some-recent-arrivals-from-book-thug.html' title='Some Recent Arrivals from BOOK THUG'/><author><name>Karl Saffran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01008999151860293023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbWmgZAyS8/TR5MLgp8jDI/AAAAAAAAARM/RaszT8pg7R4/s72-c/truscott.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021822844024714280.post-747149613623619532</id><published>2010-11-26T16:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T12:25:08.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HANK by Abraham Smith</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbWmgZAyS8/TPBMkYDCgoI/AAAAAAAAAQw/lZrOXBNBZMg/s1600/hankwillzcover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 312px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbWmgZAyS8/TPBMkYDCgoI/AAAAAAAAAQw/lZrOXBNBZMg/s400/hankwillzcover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544015329107280514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2lS4cwPGRKg/TKF652g4tPI/AAAAAAAAA4k/Wj_dKZT1b3Y/s1600/hankwillzcover.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HANK by Abraham Smith&lt;br /&gt;Action Books - 132 pgs&lt;br /&gt;$16.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form action="https://www.paypal.com/cgi-bin/webscr" method="post"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input name="cmd" value="_s-xclick" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="https://www.paypal.com/en_US/i/scr/pixel.gif" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abraham Smith hails from Ladysmith, Wisconsin. His poetry collections are WHIM MAN MAMMON (Action Books, 2007) and HANK (Action Books, 2010). Last summer, he won Opium Magazine's Literary Death Match NYC; this summer, he will be milking sheep on Hawks' Highland Farm. He teaches at University of Alabama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In an era of overpolished workshop poems and vague, bloodless experiment, Abraham Smith's HANK risks a caterwauling quagmire both lyric and epic in scope, replete with 18 kinds of loneliness. A folk paean to Hank Williams, Sr., its excess is astonishing, its unpunctuated burble is propulsive, funny, unforgiving, and raw. HANK is an 'elegy for gravel' along the lost highway we've been hunting for. It belongs only to the future of American poetry"--Joshua Marie Wilkinson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Once when I was lost in the desert, I found a little sun-bleached book that had been written by bees, then translated into Lamb, then translated back into bees for the birds. It was the mad story of America—of 400 years all at once—as told by a cattle auctioneer. It took its own sweet time to unwind. Reading over the words felt like I was getting a tattoo on my eyes. HANK is the sequel to that book.”&lt;br /&gt;—Jennifer L. Knox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://htmlgiant.com/reviews/hank-by-abraham-smith/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Review by Blake Butler at HTMLGIANT&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SKyoGNauscw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SKyoGNauscw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021822844024714280-747149613623619532?l=wpstore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/feeds/747149613623619532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/2010/11/hank-by-abraham-smith.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021822844024714280/posts/default/747149613623619532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021822844024714280/posts/default/747149613623619532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/2010/11/hank-by-abraham-smith.html' title='HANK by Abraham Smith'/><author><name>Karl Saffran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01008999151860293023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbWmgZAyS8/TPBMkYDCgoI/AAAAAAAAAQw/lZrOXBNBZMg/s72-c/hankwillzcover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021822844024714280.post-5817268856819960069</id><published>2010-11-10T08:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T08:54:00.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Went Looking for Africa and I Found My Self a Workshop with Clarissa Sligh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lBTKMIs7Nug/TNrLvBFK5ZI/AAAAAAAAAA0/DE-6t2XZBAo/s1600/IMG_0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lBTKMIs7Nug/TNrLvBFK5ZI/AAAAAAAAAA0/DE-6t2XZBAo/s320/IMG_0029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537962700409857426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clarissa Sligh’s workshop, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I Went Looking for Africa and I Found My Self&lt;/span&gt;, began with a visualization exercise of journey.  With their eyes closed, students spoke about where they were going and what they were doing.  Some emotional, some practical, some imaginative, students shared their journeys with one another that led to a verbal and theoretical art object of home, mountainous terrain, Wonderland and Lake Superior.  This poetic act was followed by a listening/speaking exercise, where students were challenged for three minutes of expression or intake.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sligh encouraged students to observe their minds throughout the class and take notice.  Students made art from a pile of found objects and discovered things about themselves from their selection and process.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s really exciting how unique everybody’s expression is.  It’s really exciting,” Sligh said.    Sligh was gracious and encouraging, offering a new approach to art through curiosity, “So often, when we think about creativity, it becomes cliché.  We fall back on what we do…but curiosity is different.”  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drawing entire lives, childhoods and recent life events onto single sheets of paper, students’ work exposed dense landscapes of importance and minor meanings, each piece with its own structure and approach.  The workshop ended on the heart, its physical expression and the conversations it inspired.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;To all those who missed it, there is still time to be inspired by Clarissa Sligh– come visit her exhibit, Three Wishes: Maps, Cranes &amp; Love, showing now at Woodland Pattern, or read&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; Voyage(r)&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Wrongly Bodied: Documenting Transition From Female To Male&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021822844024714280-5817268856819960069?l=wpstore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/feeds/5817268856819960069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-went-looking-for-africa-and-i-found.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021822844024714280/posts/default/5817268856819960069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021822844024714280/posts/default/5817268856819960069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-went-looking-for-africa-and-i-found.html' title='I Went Looking for Africa and I Found My Self a Workshop with Clarissa Sligh'/><author><name>Melissa Czarnik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17583809115533274044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lBTKMIs7Nug/TNrLvBFK5ZI/AAAAAAAAAA0/DE-6t2XZBAo/s72-c/IMG_0029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021822844024714280.post-6159523278964042209</id><published>2010-11-02T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T15:38:40.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Books</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.eileenmyles.com/ims/InfernoMouthBig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 419px;" src="http://www.eileenmyles.com/ims/InfernoMouthBig.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eileen Myles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Inferno (a poet's novel)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR Books&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After her absolutely terrific reading a few weeks ago over at &lt;a href="http://thegreengallery.biz/"&gt;the Green Gallery&lt;/a&gt;, nearly everyone here at Woodland Pattern's been reading Eileen's new book. (You can read an excerpt at &lt;a href="http://www.eileenmyles.com/infernoexc.php"&gt;her website.&lt;/a&gt;)  It's a great story of a young poet coming up in Boston and New York. We can't recommend it highly enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;From its beginning—“My English professor’s ass was so beautiful.”—to its  end—“You can actually learn to have grace. And that’s heaven.”—poet,  essayist and performer Eileen Myles’ chronicle transmits an energy and  vividness that will not soon leave its readers. Her story of a young  female writer, discovering both her sexuality and her own creative drive  in the meditative and raucous environment that was New York City in its  punk and indie heyday, is engrossing, poignant, and funny. This is a  voice from the underground that redefines the meaning of the word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“What is a poem worth? Not much in America. What is a life worth?  Inferno isn’t another ‘life of the poet,’ it’s a fugue state where life  and poem are one: shameful and glorious. People sometimes say, ‘I came  from nothing,’ but that’s not quite right. Myles shows us a ‘place’ a  poet might come from, did come from––working class, Catholic, female,  queer. This narrative journey somehow takes place in a moment, every  moment, the impossible present moment of poetry.” – Rae Armantrout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vy9H2bBCxYk/TJOqSUCjyRI/AAAAAAAABMs/lIq6gB2CUzU/s320/The+Book+of+Frank+WAVE+Edition.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vy9H2bBCxYk/TJOqSUCjyRI/AAAAAAAABMs/lIq6gB2CUzU/s320/The+Book+of+Frank+WAVE+Edition.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                           CA Conrad&lt;br /&gt;                         &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Book of Frank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         Wave Books&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         $16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CA Conrad's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Book of Frank&lt;/span&gt; has been popular here in it's previous incarnations (a German/English bilingual chapbook selection from &lt;a href="http://ypolitapress.blogspot.com/"&gt;ypolita press&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; a previous editon from &lt;a href="http://www.chax.org/"&gt;Chax Press&lt;/a&gt;).  This new edition is expanded and features an Afterword by Eileen Myles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CAConrad's voyeuresque  surreal portrait of Frank includes apotheosis, rebirth, talking teapots  and hats. It disrupts the landscape as "pins and/zippers of/other  days/loosen." CA is very good news as a raconteur, poet, performer and  activist and makes news daily with his dedicated Outrider passion and  "alternative path" imagination. &lt;em&gt;Onward,&lt;/em&gt; as Bob Creeley would say.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                  —Anne Waldman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can never have enough CAConrad, like paprika or wisdom in disguise. Is he the Frank of the book?&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                  —Bernadette Mayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancing  with a Kafka's ghost, these poems move concretely as CAConrad's  protagonist "Frank" delights in the material word gone slightly mad—or  is that actual and precise? The poems disturb, are uber-real: horrific,  magical, glistening. The questions? Frank persists in them, just is and  answers back in an "imaginary vocabulary".&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                  —Hoa Nguyen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021822844024714280-6159523278964042209?l=wpstore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/feeds/6159523278964042209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/2010/11/new-books.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021822844024714280/posts/default/6159523278964042209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021822844024714280/posts/default/6159523278964042209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/2010/11/new-books.html' title='New Books'/><author><name>Karl Saffran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01008999151860293023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vy9H2bBCxYk/TJOqSUCjyRI/AAAAAAAABMs/lIq6gB2CUzU/s72-c/The+Book+of+Frank+WAVE+Edition.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021822844024714280.post-1360737864202140635</id><published>2010-10-15T11:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T11:48:46.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Underwhich Editions &amp; jwcurry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbWmgZAyS8/TLibV8Z1NXI/AAAAAAAAAQY/GcLocf7f6I0/s1600/tilnuxtse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 381px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbWmgZAyS8/TLibV8Z1NXI/AAAAAAAAAQY/GcLocf7f6I0/s400/tilnuxtse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528339343891314034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbWmgZAyS8/TLibVqaFsnI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/DrsR2xYYiq8/s1600/tilnuxtse3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 375px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbWmgZAyS8/TLibVqaFsnI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/DrsR2xYYiq8/s400/tilnuxtse3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528339339060556402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbWmgZAyS8/TLibVTgwqkI/AAAAAAAAAQI/qLzlChd4jDM/s1600/tilnuxtse2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbWmgZAyS8/TLiZsYsSN5I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/eaBC-gpmkg0/s400/runninghead6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528337530418771858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbWmgZAyS8/TLiZrQItUyI/AAAAAAAAAPI/IPnebUxkBvE/s1600/runninghead7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbWmgZAyS8/TLiZrQItUyI/AAAAAAAAAPI/IPnebUxkBvE/s400/runninghead7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528337510942200610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbWmgZAyS8/TLiZq3zd2EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/VyrG68rB9YE/s1600/runninghead8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbWmgZAyS8/TLiZq3zd2EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/VyrG68rB9YE/s400/runninghead8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528337504410654786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some recently unearthed gems from the fine press drawers here at Woodland Pattern.  Both (&amp;amp; much more) available through our &lt;a href="http://www.abebooks.com/woodland-pattern-book-center-milwaukee-wi/1391549/sf"&gt;Abebooks page&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021822844024714280-1360737864202140635?l=wpstore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/feeds/1360737864202140635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/2010/10/underwhich-editions-jwcurry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021822844024714280/posts/default/1360737864202140635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021822844024714280/posts/default/1360737864202140635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/2010/10/underwhich-editions-jwcurry.html' title='Underwhich Editions &amp; jwcurry'/><author><name>Karl Saffran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01008999151860293023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbWmgZAyS8/TLibV8Z1NXI/AAAAAAAAAQY/GcLocf7f6I0/s72-c/tilnuxtse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021822844024714280.post-4866530983188078948</id><published>2010-09-02T15:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T11:55:29.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prose Poetry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbWmgZAyS8/TIAhcFz45NI/AAAAAAAAAOA/bkNn1qB-SY4/s1600/sentence7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 275px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbWmgZAyS8/TIAhcFz45NI/AAAAAAAAAOA/bkNn1qB-SY4/s400/sentence7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512442710381356242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentence: a Journal of Prose Poetics #7&lt;br /&gt;$12.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're gearing up for Indian Summer next weekend (look for us in the cultural area) and this will definitely be coming along. Well over 300 pages, with 70 being devoted to a  section on Contemporary American Indian Prose Poetry featuring Kimberly Blaeser, Eric Gansworth, Heid Erdrich, Sherman Alexie, and many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form action="https://www.paypal.com/cgi-bin/webscr" method="post"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input name="cmd" value="_s-xclick" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input name="hosted_button_id" value="DG6KBRKVK5CLJ" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input src="https://www.paypal.com/en_US/i/btn/btn_buynowCC_LG.gif" name="submit" alt="PayPal - The safer, easier way to pay online!" type="image" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="https://www.paypal.com/en_US/i/scr/pixel.gif" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021822844024714280-4866530983188078948?l=wpstore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/feeds/4866530983188078948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/2010/09/sentence-journal-of-prose-poetics-7-12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021822844024714280/posts/default/4866530983188078948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021822844024714280/posts/default/4866530983188078948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/2010/09/sentence-journal-of-prose-poetics-7-12.html' title='Prose Poetry'/><author><name>Karl Saffran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01008999151860293023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbWmgZAyS8/TIAhcFz45NI/AAAAAAAAAOA/bkNn1qB-SY4/s72-c/sentence7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021822844024714280.post-4001172358228096163</id><published>2010-07-30T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T12:24:15.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Releases from Talonbooks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbWmgZAyS8/TFMd5uX1oHI/AAAAAAAAANo/t3Tke7ejDAQ/s1600/boweringnelliegrey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbWmgZAyS8/TFMd5uX1oHI/AAAAAAAAANo/t3Tke7ejDAQ/s400/boweringnelliegrey.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499772447487271026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A major new collection from our beloved neighbor to the north and Brewers-first-pitch-thrower George Bowering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In December 2005, stalled on a novel he was writing, George Bowering thought he needed a challenge. By the end of the year he had made a New Year’s resolution: write a poem a day for the 365 days of 2006. While working on Crows in the Wind, in January, he decided each monthly sequence should have a rule: something for the writing to attend to. So for February, each day’s piece had to have one sentence and two stanzas, then off he went; inventing ten further formal monthly compositional frames. As it happened, 2006 became fraught with personal challenges for Bowering—including a second marriage and a death in his new family—but he kept going, never cheating. The result of this uncompromising personal and formal discipline is one of the most fascinating books of poetry ever written.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially lacking a “subject,” the book’s metanarrative almost inevitably took the shape of an exquisite poetic autobiography that is at once both intensely personal and profoundly public. In it, among many other astonishments, we discover the deeply ambiguous roots of his father’s favourite folksong; we catch a ﬂeeting childhood glimpse of Bowering’s young mother, graceful as a gazelle, frozen in mid-stride like a Keatsian art-deco statue by the poet’s innocently Oedipal gaze; a complete history of Cuba in the context of US foreign policy in Latin America that gives an entirely new, but older, meaning to the date September 11; and the roots of tragedy that led to the “Balkanization” of Yugoslavia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout, the poet’s narrative personae assume the guises of a lifetime, reeling in and out of an ever-shifting “present”: a ﬂuid “here and now” that swirls over the gravel of a stream alive with recognitions, as all of the events of that imagined life become simultaneously present in their voices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISBN 13: 9780889226340 | ISBN 10: 889226342&lt;br /&gt;6 W x 9 H inches | 416 pages&lt;br /&gt;$39.95 CAN / $39.95 US &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbWmgZAyS8/TFMlFc69STI/AAAAAAAAANw/rS-cj5Fb3pA/s1600/9780889103399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbWmgZAyS8/TFMlFc69STI/AAAAAAAAANw/rS-cj5Fb3pA/s400/9780889103399.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499780345542560050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talon also just reissued the classic Robin Blaser book &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Pell Mell&lt;/span&gt; (previously available from another great Canadian publisher, Coach House).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pell Mell, the middle voice, the syntax meeting its astonishments in its forward stride looking backwards, imagining an image nation where the heart is always torn—to pieces possessed by the other(s). A book so sure of itself that Blaser can begin, after the act of said-and-done, a series called Great Companions. Lesser poets might, and have, called them “masters.” But only because they lack Robin Blaser’s insistence on the audacious ever-present. A scatter of pearls for Aphrodite, and a lovely place to enter Blaser’s life work, The Holy Forest. As to the plot, Blaser himself has said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“These poems follow a principle of randonnée —the random and the given of the hunt, the game, the tour. Thus, randonnée is another title of this book, written, so to speak, in invisible ink. These poems are also a further movement in one long work that I call The Holy Forest, though that need not trouble the reader before the forest is full grown. Poems called Image-Nations come and go throughout, never to become a complete nation. And Great Companions of the art of poetry, a series which begins to gather here with Pindar and Robert Duncan, will continue until their voices close The Holy Forest. That’s the plot.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISBN 13: 9780889103399 | ISBN 10: 889103399&lt;br /&gt;6 W x 9 H inches | 120 pages&lt;br /&gt;$16.95 CAN / $ US &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other new releases from Talonbooks:&lt;br /&gt;Rob Mclennan-Gifts&lt;br /&gt;Michel Tremblay-Blue Notebook&lt;br /&gt;Daphne Marlatt-The Gull&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have very limited quantities of all of these at the moment, so please call or email if you like us to hold or mail you a copy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And stay tuned for a major Charles Olson reissue from Talon next month!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021822844024714280-4001172358228096163?l=wpstore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/feeds/4001172358228096163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/2010/07/new-releases-from-talonbooks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021822844024714280/posts/default/4001172358228096163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021822844024714280/posts/default/4001172358228096163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/2010/07/new-releases-from-talonbooks.html' title='New Releases from Talonbooks'/><author><name>Karl Saffran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01008999151860293023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbWmgZAyS8/TFMd5uX1oHI/AAAAAAAAANo/t3Tke7ejDAQ/s72-c/boweringnelliegrey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021822844024714280.post-8819799344515060441</id><published>2010-07-08T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T14:52:59.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lBTKMIs7Nug/TDZDjIxAAcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uCA22mlU6q4/s1600/Coolidge+-+front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 245px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lBTKMIs7Nug/TDZDjIxAAcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uCA22mlU6q4/s320/Coolidge+-+front.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491651066552385986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;"Clark Coolidge's &lt;i&gt;The Act of Providence &lt;/i&gt;is the first book since Ashbery's Flowchart to remind me of the particular pleasure reading once was. 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This carefully arranged edition presents a broad range of Schuyler's work, spanning from the early 1950s until his death in 1991. These poems exhibit Schuyler's virtuosity in drawing from real life, interpersonal history, nature, and pop culture to create reverberant portraits of the everyday. To read these poems is to rediscover the fresh clarity and grandeur of even the smallest things. Other Flowers confirms Schuyler's status as one of the most important figures in contemporary poetics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021822844024714280-369520404965544247?l=wpstore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/feeds/369520404965544247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/2010/05/other-flowers-uncollected-poems-james.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021822844024714280/posts/default/369520404965544247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021822844024714280/posts/default/369520404965544247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/2010/05/other-flowers-uncollected-poems-james.html' title=''/><author><name>Karl Saffran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01008999151860293023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbWmgZAyS8/S-2BdKHkAmI/AAAAAAAAANg/kq9aSu01hG0/s72-c/otherflowerse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021822844024714280.post-6114449834659031255</id><published>2010-02-24T15:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T14:45:06.925-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbWmgZAyS8/S4Wv6qSE4xI/AAAAAAAAANI/ksot6E0Iaao/s1600-h/lake+antiquity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbWmgZAyS8/S4Wv6qSE4xI/AAAAAAAAANI/ksot6E0Iaao/s400/lake+antiquity.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441949147064492818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;New Arrival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lake Antiquity&lt;/span&gt; by Brandon Downing&lt;br /&gt;Fence Books&lt;br /&gt;$40&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form action="https://www.paypal.com/cgi-bin/webscr" method="post"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="cmd" value="_s-xclick"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="hosted_button_id" value="HGC3NYKTMDJY2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="image" src="https://www.paypal.com/en_US/i/btn/btn_buynowCC_LG.gif" border="0" name="submit" alt="PayPal - The safer, easier way to pay online!"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="https://www.paypal.com/en_US/i/scr/pixel.gif" width="1" height="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“With hallucinatory intensity, Downing depicts an America under miraculous spell: “If you could see a picture of what has happened in the last thousand years in the United States, you would probably be surprised” are among the words superimposed on a print of urns, kettles, trunks, and saddles. This is an America obsessed with illusion—with taxidermy, film, and theme parks—and always lusting after the next frontier. While impossible to summarize in words—the poems at times feel secondary to the images—Downing's collages create a bizarre and incredible universe.”  Publishers Weekly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Fence burnt the house down with this book. It would be disrespectful to leave it on your coffee table; hang it above your front door for everyone to see. This full color art edition collects a decade of Brandon’s collages, using found images and text to create page after page of maximalist masterpiece.” John Dermot Woods &lt;a href="http://bigother.com/2009/12/31/5-books-published-in-2009-that-wrecked-my-brain-a-little/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Big Other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6i07cOQbasE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6i07cOQbasE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dark Brandon &lt;/span&gt;(also available at Woodland Pattern):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/F59drVBtu5Y&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/F59drVBtu5Y&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021822844024714280-6114449834659031255?l=wpstore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/feeds/6114449834659031255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-arrival-lake-antiquity-by-brandon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021822844024714280/posts/default/6114449834659031255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021822844024714280/posts/default/6114449834659031255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-arrival-lake-antiquity-by-brandon.html' title=''/><author><name>Karl Saffran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01008999151860293023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbWmgZAyS8/S4Wv6qSE4xI/AAAAAAAAANI/ksot6E0Iaao/s72-c/lake+antiquity.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021822844024714280.post-2031775467627985474</id><published>2010-01-21T13:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T13:30:08.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbWmgZAyS8/S1jEx3aS1xI/AAAAAAAAAM8/8fRNVewJKvI/s1600-h/edsanders_combined.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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                         &lt;em&gt;New and Selected Poems 1986-2009&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:130%;"&gt;Poems                         by Edward Sanders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;256 pages        &lt;br /&gt;         &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;99 b&amp;amp;w illustrations and photographs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;$20.00 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021822844024714280-2031775467627985474?l=wpstore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/feeds/2031775467627985474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/2010/01/thirsting-for-peace-in-raging-century.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021822844024714280/posts/default/2031775467627985474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021822844024714280/posts/default/2031775467627985474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/2010/01/thirsting-for-peace-in-raging-century.html' title=''/><author><name>Karl Saffran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01008999151860293023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbWmgZAyS8/S1jEx3aS1xI/AAAAAAAAAM8/8fRNVewJKvI/s72-c/edsanders_combined.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021822844024714280.post-6029521407116978267</id><published>2009-11-20T10:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T10:46:26.127-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbWmgZAyS8/SvMKqhc0fBI/AAAAAAAAAMo/6YEds8jo7fM/s1600-h/impossibleprincess.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 333px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbWmgZAyS8/Si_j6JFtdDI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Aunf6MohgrA/s400/gartungcover_saff.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345741870723855410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now That Memory Has Become So Important&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karl Gartung (MWPH Books) Paperback. 99pgs. $13.50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“This long awaited collection finally puts Karl Gartung in the foreground. Founder of the world’s most remarkable poetry bookstore—Milwaukee’s Woodland Pattern Book Center—loyal friend and promoter of American, Canadian and British avant-garde poets, he is also a superb poet himself.&lt;br /&gt;Memory here is imprinted with grief and happiness but, most importantly, with language. There are echoes of forebears—Bunting, Oppen, Niedecker, Metcalf—lines from Whitman, the split line of the Anglo-Saxons. Karl’s shapely poems use line with restless invention and versatility. His vertical line space—a signature gesture—inserts hesitation, careful articulation, breakage. confusion, it sends the eye searching for meaning. The vertical line is a spine, an axis of grief, a gutter, the gap of memory’s slippage, a fault line, a mirror’s edge. Karl Gartung’s Now That Memory Has Become So Important is a brilliant first collection. Happily, the title promises more.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Jenny Penberthy, editor, Lorine Niedecker, Woman and&lt;br /&gt;Poet, and Niedecker and       the Correspondence with Zukofsky                        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form target="paypal" action="https://www.paypal.com/cgi-bin/webscr" method="post"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input name="cmd" value="_s-xclick" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input name="hosted_button_id" value="6052249" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input src="https://www.paypal.com/en_US/i/btn/btn_cart_LG.gif" name="submit" alt="PayPal - The safer, easier way to pay online!" border="0" type="image"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="https://www.paypal.com/en_US/i/scr/pixel.gif" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021822844024714280-6945512873234094458?l=wpstore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/feeds/6945512873234094458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/2009/06/karl-gartung-now-that-memory-has-become.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021822844024714280/posts/default/6945512873234094458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021822844024714280/posts/default/6945512873234094458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/2009/06/karl-gartung-now-that-memory-has-become.html' title='Now That Memory Has Become So Important'/><author><name>Karl Saffran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01008999151860293023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbWmgZAyS8/Si_j6JFtdDI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Aunf6MohgrA/s72-c/gartungcover_saff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021822844024714280.post-4105578284378259569</id><published>2009-08-19T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T13:33:27.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All That is Left</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/37790000/37791540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 185px; height: 278px;" src="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/37790000/37791540.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;All That is Left&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;Judith Harway (Turning Point) Paperback. 103pg. $18.00.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All families, as Judith Harway knows, are haunted.  We're haunted by the ghosts of ancestors who, in turn, are dreaming of us, their descendants.  In this elegiac suite of poems, Harway captures the delicate threads that bind these two worlds, lost to each other.  It's a stunning work that will pierce your heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Joseph Skibell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Judith Harway's &lt;i&gt;All That Is Left &lt;/i&gt;is a mystic seance with poetry as medium bringing back the spirits of her Jewish lineage and those murdered in the Holocaust, honoring and incarnating them in her own being - the lives they lived, the love they felt - and in the process coming to terms with her Jewish identity.  Her book shines like a Shabbat candle between the dark of history and an uncertain future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Antler&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Georgia, fantasy;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: normal;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form target="paypal" action="https://www.paypal.com/cgi-bin/webscr" method="post"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="cmd" value="_s-xclick"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="hosted_button_id" value="7612635"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="image" src="https://www.paypal.com/en_US/i/btn/btn_cart_LG.gif" border="0" name="submit" alt="PayPal - The safer, easier way to pay online!"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="https://www.paypal.com/en_US/i/scr/pixel.gif" width="1" height="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021822844024714280-4105578284378259569?l=wpstore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/feeds/4105578284378259569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/2009/08/all-that-is-left.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021822844024714280/posts/default/4105578284378259569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021822844024714280/posts/default/4105578284378259569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/2009/08/all-that-is-left.html' title='All That is Left'/><author><name>Karl Saffran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01008999151860293023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021822844024714280.post-7760290156227300050</id><published>2009-08-19T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T13:24:33.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Grenada</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbWmgZAyS8/SoxfY3QFBSI/AAAAAAAAAMI/jY5c7PpqmQM/s1600-h/ofgrenada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 203px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbWmgZAyS8/SoxfY3QFBSI/AAAAAAAAAMI/jY5c7PpqmQM/s320/ofgrenada.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371773336299046178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Of Grenada:  A Poem in Six Parts&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chris Gaton. Chapbook. 18pg. $5.00.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Of Grenada&lt;/i&gt; is a cultural oddity:  it's a politically charged anti-war poem that has no choice but to be written after the fact.  It stands as a strange testament to a brief conflict where America re-defined itself as a super-power and war became a weekend excursion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With it [sic] eye on history, &lt;i&gt;Of Grenada&lt;/i&gt; demonstrates how at the time of something momentous and violent we are allowed to preoccupy ourselves with triviality.  Chris Gaton juxtaposes images of political executions with baseball and sitcoms.  He shows flashes war through the filter of movie scripts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He has no one style or voice.  Instead he adopts and takes his thoughts to paper to sort them out.  While many poets today grapple with the idea of crassness, Gaton accepts it and instead grapples with the useless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Quick Note From The Editors&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form target="paypal" action="https://www.paypal.com/cgi-bin/webscr" method="post"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="cmd" value="_s-xclick"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="hosted_button_id" value="7612278"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="image" src="https://www.paypal.com/en_US/i/btn/btn_cart_LG.gif" border="0" name="submit" alt="PayPal - The safer, easier way to pay online!"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="https://www.paypal.com/en_US/i/scr/pixel.gif" width="1" height="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021822844024714280-7760290156227300050?l=wpstore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/feeds/7760290156227300050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/2009/08/of-grenada.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021822844024714280/posts/default/7760290156227300050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021822844024714280/posts/default/7760290156227300050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/2009/08/of-grenada.html' title='Of Grenada'/><author><name>Karl Saffran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01008999151860293023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbWmgZAyS8/SoxfY3QFBSI/AAAAAAAAAMI/jY5c7PpqmQM/s72-c/ofgrenada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021822844024714280.post-8869371863714626085</id><published>2009-08-19T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T12:48:15.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Echoes and Waves:  A Creativity and Aging Anthology Vol. I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbWmgZAyS8/Sow4Z6GoQCI/AAAAAAAAALw/4kXm8cUNkQQ/s1600-h/echoesandwaves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbWmgZAyS8/Sow4Z6GoQCI/AAAAAAAAALw/4kXm8cUNkQQ/s320/echoesandwaves.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371730473291104290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Echoes and Waves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Creativity and Aging Anthology Vol. I (Woodland Pattern Book Center) Anthology. 36pg. $10.00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the summer of 2009, Woodland Pattern's writer-in-residence Jack Collom (along with WP's Chuck Stebelton, and young writers Aviva Cristy and Joe Radke) worked with over 30 mature people at the Wilson Park Senior Center who were eager to get into writing.  Many had already focused on writing as a life activity;  the quality was high, the writings vivacious, full of detail and feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promises Jack Collom, "Read on and you'll find the real stuff:  the details of life and imagination, the fruits of developed attention, the marriage of old and new. I think everyone in this book will be glad she or he 'told somebody,' and somebodies (you, the readers) will be delighted and amazed too.  And even happily educated."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form target="paypal" action="https://www.paypal.com/cgi-bin/webscr" method="post"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="cmd" value="_s-xclick"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="hosted_button_id" value="7611554"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="image" src="https://www.paypal.com/en_US/i/btn/btn_cart_LG.gif" border="0" name="submit" alt="PayPal - The safer, easier way to pay online!"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="https://www.paypal.com/en_US/i/scr/pixel.gif" width="1" height="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021822844024714280-8869371863714626085?l=wpstore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/feeds/8869371863714626085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/2009/08/echoes-and-waves-creativity-and-aging.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021822844024714280/posts/default/8869371863714626085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021822844024714280/posts/default/8869371863714626085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/2009/08/echoes-and-waves-creativity-and-aging.html' title='Echoes and Waves:  A Creativity and Aging Anthology Vol. I'/><author><name>Karl Saffran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01008999151860293023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbWmgZAyS8/Sow4Z6GoQCI/AAAAAAAAALw/4kXm8cUNkQQ/s72-c/echoesandwaves.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021822844024714280.post-4698054832232389171</id><published>2009-08-19T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T12:47:42.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hyperglossia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.litmuspress.org/images/hyperglossia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 187px; height: 240px;" src="http://www.litmuspress.org/images/hyperglossia.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Hyperglossia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stacy Szymaszek (Litmus Press) Paperback. 100pg. $15.00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hyperglossia &lt;/span&gt;proposes a world of post-mortality &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nobody can be slain in absentia &lt;/span&gt;where bodies and souls are transported trans-oceanically in leaky vessels whose very uselessness argues for a radically queer &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;trans-&lt;/span&gt;poetics, and a kind of transmigratory being in which identity, like gender &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a tomb&lt;/span&gt;, can only fail because one ceases to exist as this thing or that.  Szmaszek's book nourishes trans-identity, an &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ailment not to be treated&lt;/span&gt; except with anagrammatic homeopathies &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sibilant whispers &lt;/span&gt;which cure our injured declarations of love by transmuting a language that otherwise falsifies us into wholeness and pretends to fix us.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hyperglossia &lt;/span&gt;is the critical form disruption takes to interrupt the regime.  This is writing as metempsychosis, activating a movement across bodies and names, species and spaces, making what's been excluded from sense sensible &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blown pink omissions&lt;/span&gt; where we're all dying between honey and shipwreck.&lt;br /&gt;- Rob Halpern&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form target="paypal" action="https://www.paypal.com/cgi-bin/webscr" method="post"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="cmd" value="_s-xclick"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="hosted_button_id" value="7611698"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="image" src="https://www.paypal.com/en_US/i/btn/btn_cart_LG.gif" border="0" name="submit" alt="PayPal - The safer, easier way to pay online!"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="https://www.paypal.com/en_US/i/scr/pixel.gif" width="1" height="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021822844024714280-4698054832232389171?l=wpstore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/feeds/4698054832232389171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/2009/08/hyperglossia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021822844024714280/posts/default/4698054832232389171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021822844024714280/posts/default/4698054832232389171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/2009/08/hyperglossia.html' title='Hyperglossia'/><author><name>Karl Saffran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01008999151860293023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021822844024714280.post-791213594452863543</id><published>2009-08-19T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T12:54:06.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lorine Niedecker:  Paean to Place</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.thing.net/%7Egrist/ld/ln/paean-cvr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 312px; height: 467px;" src="http://www.thing.net/%7Egrist/ld/ln/paean-cvr.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Lorine Niedecker:  Paean to Place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lorine Niedecker (Woodland Pattern and Light and Dust) Paperback.  53pg. $12.00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autograph Edition, Published in celebration of the author's 100th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Wd. like to see it in print in a little book all by itself"&lt;/span&gt; wrote Lorine Niedecker in August 1969, of "Paean to Place," one of her most celebrated poems.  Almost forty years later, she has finally gotten her wish.  This beautiful book contains a fascimile of "Paean to Place," originally handwritten in a compact book and sent to Florence Dollase along with the above message, and is followed by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Notes and an Appreciation&lt;/span&gt; by Karl Young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The original book is in the collection of the Dwight Foster Public Library in Niedecker's hometown of Ft. Atkinson, Wisconsin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form target="paypal" action="https://www.paypal.com/cgi-bin/webscr" method="post"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="cmd" value="_s-xclick"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="hosted_button_id" value="7611814"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="image" src="https://www.paypal.com/en_US/i/btn/btn_cart_LG.gif" border="0" name="submit" alt="PayPal - The safer, easier way to pay online!"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="https://www.paypal.com/en_US/i/scr/pixel.gif" width="1" height="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021822844024714280-791213594452863543?l=wpstore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/feeds/791213594452863543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/2009/08/lorine-niedecker-paean-to-place.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021822844024714280/posts/default/791213594452863543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021822844024714280/posts/default/791213594452863543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/2009/08/lorine-niedecker-paean-to-place.html' title='Lorine Niedecker:  Paean to Place'/><author><name>Karl Saffran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01008999151860293023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021822844024714280.post-3683512809417501232</id><published>2009-08-19T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T11:53:20.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Force Your Face Carries</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbWmgZAyS8/Sqf5lgn-8cI/AAAAAAAAAMg/gFODqpxb0bU/s1600-h/angiebook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbWmgZAyS8/Sqf5lgn-8cI/AAAAAAAAAMg/gFODqpxb0bU/s400/angiebook.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379542702725460418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Force Your Face Carries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Angela C. Trudell Vasquez (Art Night Books) Paperback. 96pg. $10.00&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed by the author&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Written by local author Angela C. Trudell Vasquez, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Force Your Face Carries &lt;/span&gt;is a poetic novel published by Art Night Books, and available at Woodland Pattern Book Center.  A third generation Mexican-American from Iowa, Vasquez now lives in Milwaukee with her husband. &lt;span class="standard"&gt;As a member of Los Norteños in the Pacific  Northwest, she produced several literary art shows for Dia de Los  Muertos and Cinco de Mayo. She recently performed in conjunction with  the ACLU of Wisconsin's the Other America Tour.  Her work had appeared  on stage and in print in &lt;i&gt;The Raven Chronicles&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Real Change&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Stand Alone&lt;/i&gt;  and Purgatorius.org.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form target="paypal" action="https://www.paypal.com/cgi-bin/webscr" method="post"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input name="cmd" value="_s-xclick" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input name="hosted_button_id" value="7611854" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input src="https://www.paypal.com/en_US/i/btn/btn_cart_LG.gif" name="submit" alt="PayPal - The safer, easier way to pay online!" border="0" type="image"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="https://www.paypal.com/en_US/i/scr/pixel.gif" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021822844024714280-3683512809417501232?l=wpstore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/feeds/3683512809417501232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/2009/08/force-your-face-carries.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021822844024714280/posts/default/3683512809417501232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021822844024714280/posts/default/3683512809417501232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/2009/08/force-your-face-carries.html' title='The Force Your Face Carries'/><author><name>Karl Saffran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01008999151860293023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbWmgZAyS8/Sqf5lgn-8cI/AAAAAAAAAMg/gFODqpxb0bU/s72-c/angiebook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021822844024714280.post-95405332622245901</id><published>2009-06-10T12:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T12:19:23.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>POEMA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbWmgZAyS8/SjADn8gfuPI/AAAAAAAAALA/fHHd04N5RN0/s1600-h/Poema.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbWmgZAyS8/SjADn8gfuPI/AAAAAAAAALA/fHHd04N5RN0/s400/Poema.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345776742480984306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;POEMA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Maurice Kilwein Guevara (University of Arizona Press) Paperback. 81pg. $15.95&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BACK IN STOCK &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;after selling out at last month's Book Release Reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In his original, and superbly wrought, new volume of poems, Maurice Kilwein Guevara is righteous, funny, tender, melancholy, outrageous, musical, philosophical, terrifying, formal, colloquial, a realist, a surrealist, and a visionary - all at once. This poet takes us places we hadn't visited before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Jaime Manrique, author of &lt;i&gt;Our Lives Are the Rivers&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form target="paypal" action="https://www.paypal.com/cgi-bin/webscr" method="post"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="cmd" value="_s-xclick"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="hosted_button_id" value="6055178"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="image" src="https://www.paypal.com/en_US/i/btn/btn_cart_LG.gif" border="0" name="submit" alt="PayPal - The safer, easier way to pay online!"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="https://www.paypal.com/en_US/i/scr/pixel.gif" width="1" height="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021822844024714280-95405332622245901?l=wpstore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/feeds/95405332622245901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/2009/06/poema.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021822844024714280/posts/default/95405332622245901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021822844024714280/posts/default/95405332622245901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/2009/06/poema.html' title='POEMA'/><author><name>Karl Saffran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01008999151860293023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbWmgZAyS8/SjADn8gfuPI/AAAAAAAAALA/fHHd04N5RN0/s72-c/Poema.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021822844024714280.post-7990788790794797969</id><published>2009-06-10T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T12:26:01.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>200 Nights and One Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbWmgZAyS8/Si_3fn_VeCI/AAAAAAAAAK4/1DwfQV6KhI8/s1600-h/rozgabook.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 337px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbWmgZAyS8/Si_3fn_VeCI/AAAAAAAAAK4/1DwfQV6KhI8/s400/rozgabook.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345763405394704418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;200 Nights and One Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Margaret Rozga (Benu Press) 78pg. $16.95&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book of poetry presents a brilliant analysis which takes us through the brave history of the strength, commitment and passion of the people of Milwaukee, Wisconsin as they marched, struggled and were jailed to win the victory of justice and freedom for all. Peggy Rozga joined protestors, participated in freedom marches, and was jailed for fighting&lt;br /&gt;and marching for the rights of poor Black children of the city of Milwaukee under the leadership of one of the great advocates of non-violence, direct action and civil disobedience of our times: Father James Edmund Groppi.         -Dick Gregory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the open housing marches did for set territorial boundaries in Milwaukee these poems do with traditional poetic forms. The old boundaries are questioned, rearranged, expanded, and maybe abandoned.               - Margaret Rozga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form target="paypal" action="https://www.paypal.com/cgi-bin/webscr" method="post"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="cmd" value="_s-xclick"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="hosted_button_id" value="6053594"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="image" src="https://www.paypal.com/en_US/i/btn/btn_cart_LG.gif" border="0" name="submit" alt="PayPal - The safer, easier way to pay online!"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="https://www.paypal.com/en_US/i/scr/pixel.gif" width="1" height="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021822844024714280-7990788790794797969?l=wpstore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/feeds/7990788790794797969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/2009/06/200-nights-and-one-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021822844024714280/posts/default/7990788790794797969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021822844024714280/posts/default/7990788790794797969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/2009/06/200-nights-and-one-day.html' title='200 Nights and One Day'/><author><name>Karl Saffran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01008999151860293023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbWmgZAyS8/Si_3fn_VeCI/AAAAAAAAAK4/1DwfQV6KhI8/s72-c/rozgabook.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1021822844024714280.post-4534306976244497484</id><published>2009-06-10T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T12:29:10.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Radical Vernacular</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbWmgZAyS8/Si_xe_Y4WnI/AAAAAAAAAKw/DxXT9Naowjg/s1600-h/radicalvernacular.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 360px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbWmgZAyS8/Si_xe_Y4WnI/AAAAAAAAAKw/DxXT9Naowjg/s400/radicalvernacular.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345756797426227826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Radical Vernacular:Lorine Niedecker and the Poetics of Place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Elizabeth Willis, editor (University of Iowa Press) Hardcover, $39.95&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Containing seventeen essays, many of which grew out of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lorine Niedecker Centenary Celebration &lt;/span&gt;held in Milwaukee 2003&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, Radical Vernacular: Lorine Niedecker and the Poetics of Place&lt;/span&gt; is a major and long awaited addition to the critical appreciation of this Wisconsin native. Radical Vernacular, with contributions from diverse and respected poets and critics such as Anne Waldman, Lisa Robertson, Eliot Weinberger, and Rae Armantrout, serves as a wonderful companion to the Niedecker volume of the National Poetry Foundation's Woman and Poet series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form target="paypal" action="https://www.paypal.com/cgi-bin/webscr" method="post"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="cmd" value="_s-xclick"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="hosted_button_id" value="6053117"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="image" src="https://www.paypal.com/en_US/i/btn/btn_cart_LG.gif" border="0" name="submit" alt="PayPal - The safer, easier way to pay online!"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="https://www.paypal.com/en_US/i/scr/pixel.gif" width="1" height="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1021822844024714280-4534306976244497484?l=wpstore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/feeds/4534306976244497484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/2009/06/radical-vernacular.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021822844024714280/posts/default/4534306976244497484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1021822844024714280/posts/default/4534306976244497484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wpstore.blogspot.com/2009/06/radical-vernacular.html' title='Radical Vernacular'/><author><name>Karl Saffran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01008999151860293023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtbWmgZAyS8/Si_xe_Y4WnI/AAAAAAAAAKw/DxXT9Naowjg/s72-c/radicalvernacular.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
