Produced in a limited edition of 80 handbound copies, Last Words from ‘Sentences My Father Used’ by Charles Bernstein is produced on 4 gate-folded long, narrow pages. Cover by the author.
I wanted to do this special feature for Jacket on the work of Bob Perelman because I noticed a dearth of writing available on the internet about his work. There is a fair amount written about Language Poetry in general, and more if you have access to the search engines JSTOR, Project Muse, etc., or if you know how to search recent dissertations. But even then, I was surprised to find fewer essays focusing on Perelman alone than I had hoped for.[...] So I decided to edit a collection, and a special issue of Jacket seemed the obvious choice. I knew their editors liked this kind of work and, rather than edit a book, I chose the format of easily accessed online materials to best serve the largest audience. Books take forever and not many people buy them anymore. I wanted people to have access to this as soon as possible and for free. — Kristen Gallagher, from her Introduction
[»»]Kristen Gallagher: Introduction [»»]Bob Perelman: Biographical Note [»»]Rae Armantrout: Bob Perelman’s Grammatology [»»]Charles Bernstein: The Importance of Being Bob [»»]Louis Cabri: Poems [»»]Al Filreis: The President of This Sentence: Bob Perelman’s History [»»]Kristen Gallagher: Teaching Bob Perelman’s “The Story of My Life”
SEVENTEEN ANCIENT POEMS Translated from Greek and Latin by Thomas McEvilley
Meleager of Gadara Raising the Alarm Meleager Commiserates with His Soul Meleager Addresses His Servant Dorkas Meleager Speaks to a Honey Bee Instructions for Meleager’s Burial Meleager Reproaches the Dawn Meleager Reproaches the Dawn Again An Address to the Bedside Lamp Meleager Writes a Poem for the Police Meleager Puzzled
Go through my things god knows what you'll find. When I'm not here. I'm not here, in this poem I'm in another room, writing praises of their loveliness and terror the ones that dance through my mind not endlessly, but to be one at one with them I want to be. I want to be one, I want her to be one when the voice begins she is, and she dances. I am the voice. I praise There is no mind.
Charles Alexander joined others in Philadelphia in the early autumn of 2001 to celebrate Gil Ott, poet and maker of many important books of poems through his Singing Horse Press. Alexander, whose Chax Press owes a good deal to Ott’s work and persevering spirit, simply had to be there, notwithstanding the hassle of cross-country air travel during those early post-9/11 days. He arrived a day or two early and gave a pre-celebration reading at the Writers House, trying out some very new poems that seemed, in part, inspired by responses to the September 11 attacks. He had begun a long poem in many sections to honor his daughters, and these later became the book Near or Random Acts, published by — you guessed it — Singing Horse Press.
Last Words from ‘Sentences My Father Used’ from No Press
Produced in a limited edition of 80 handbound copies, Last Words from ‘Sentences My Father Used’ by Charles Bernstein is produced on 4 gate-folded long, narrow pages. Cover by the author.
Feature: Bob Perelman, edited by Kristen Gallagher
300 printed pages, in Jacket 39
I wanted to do this special feature for Jacket on the work of Bob Perelman because I noticed a dearth of writing available on the internet about his work. There is a fair amount written about Language Poetry in general, and more if you have access to the search engines JSTOR, Project Muse, etc., or if you know how to search recent dissertations. But even then, I was surprised to find fewer essays focusing on Perelman alone than I had hoped for.[...] So I decided to edit a collection, and a special issue of Jacket seemed the obvious choice. I knew their editors liked this kind of work and, rather than edit a book, I chose the format of easily accessed online materials to best serve the largest audience. Books take forever and not many people buy them anymore. I wanted people to have access to this as soon as possible and for free. — Kristen Gallagher, from her Introduction
[»»] Kristen Gallagher: Introduction
[»»] Bob Perelman: Biographical Note
[»»] Rae Armantrout: Bob Perelman’s Grammatology
[»»] Charles Bernstein: The Importance of Being Bob
[»»] Louis Cabri: Poems
[»»] Al Filreis: The President of This Sentence: Bob Perelman’s History
[»»] Kristen Gallagher: Teaching Bob Perelman’s “The Story of My Life”
Seventeen ancient poems, translated from Greek and Latin by Thomas McEvilley
EPC Digital Library
See also McEvlilley's Sappho
SEVENTEEN ANCIENT POEMS
Translated from Greek and Latin by Thomas McEvilley
Meleager of Gadara
Raising the Alarm
Meleager Commiserates with His Soul
Meleager Addresses His Servant Dorkas
Meleager Speaks to a Honey Bee
Instructions for Meleager’s Burial
Meleager Reproaches the Dawn
Meleager Reproaches the Dawn Again
An Address to the Bedside Lamp
Meleager Writes a Poem for the Police
Meleager Puzzled
Philodemus of Alexandria
Philodemus Reforms
Philodemus Reforms Again
Anakreontea
Invocation
Night Vision
Anacreon Speaks to the Ladies
Anacreon’s Grave
Horace
Strategy for Living
Anselm Hollo (1934-2013)
Tom Raworth on Hollo in The Independent (obit Jan. 31, 2013)
Anselm Hollo PennSound page
includes a section of The Empress Hotel Poems (1:30): MP3
Go through my things
god knows what you'll find. When I'm not here.
I'm not here, in this poem
I'm in another room, writing praises
of their loveliness and terror
the ones that dance through my mind
not endlessly, but to be one at one
with them
I want to be.
I want to be one,
I want her to be one
when the voice begins
she is, and she dances.
I am the voice. I praise
There is
no mind.
A space only you can build (PoemTalk #62)
Charles Alexander, "Near or Random Acts"
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Charles Alexander joined others in Philadelphia in the early autumn of 2001 to celebrate Gil Ott, poet and maker of many important books of poems through his Singing Horse Press. Alexander, whose Chax Press owes a good deal to Ott’s work and persevering spirit, simply had to be there, notwithstanding the hassle of cross-country air travel during those early post-9/11 days. He arrived a day or two early and gave a pre-celebration reading at the Writers House, trying out some very new poems that seemed, in part, inspired by responses to the September 11 attacks. He had begun a long poem in many sections to honor his daughters, and these later became the book Near or Random Acts, published by — you guessed it — Singing Horse Press.