Danny Snelson

Reissues Editor

Danny Snelson is a writer, editor, and archivist. His online editorial work can be found on UbuWeb, PennSound, and Eclipse. He works with James Hoff as No Input Books, with Alejandro Crawford as Ex Libris, and lives in collaboration with Mashinka Firunts. Screenings, readings, lectures, and performances at Semiospectacle, Centre Pompidou, Dispatch Bureau, Ontological Hysteric Theater, Subtext Series, Gallery D21 Leipzig, Capricious Space, CRG Gallery, Lisa Cooley Gallery, and with free103point9 Transmission Arts. Recent projects include Inventory Arousal (Bedford Press, 2011), Alcheringa Archive, Simultaneously Agitated Space (Mimeo Mimeo #3), Endless Nameless, my Dear coUntess, Equi Nox, The Book of Ravelling Women, No-Body Zone, Noise!2010, and Edit: Performing Network Publishing (with Tan Lin).

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Poetry in 1960, a symposium: Question and answer session

On John Cage, 'Cartridge Music'

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Disambiguating rape culture

Lynn Melnick’s nouns

BK Fischer

Photo of Lynn Melnick (left) by Timothy Donnelly.

Gertrude Stein never trusted nouns. She was wary of their tendency to fossilize meaning, even as she relished their potential to be magnetized: “Poetry is concerned with using with abusing, with losing with wanting, with denying with avoiding with adoring with replacing the noun.”[1] Lynn Melnick’s Landscape with Sex and Violence, eighty years later, takes up this ambivalent and vexed embrace of nouns in the space of rape culture, where adoring and wanting cross use and abuse as matters graver than grammatical concern.

From 'Eclipse' by Joe Safdie, with a note on its poetics by the author

Jerome Rothenberg

A sunrise, the sun’s course, a sunset are marvelous to no one because they occur daily. But solar eclipses are a source of wonder because they occur seldom, and indeed are more marvelous than lunar eclipses, because these are more frequent. Thus nature shows that she is not aroused by the common ordinary event, but is moved by a new and striking occurrence. Let art, then, imitate nature, find what she desires, and follow as she directs. — Frances Yates, The Art of Memory

Do you have an extra cigarette?

Sommer Browning

image of a long road that fades into the distance taken from inside a car — long road

Have you ever heard Aram Saroyan read his poem “Biography”?[1] It is a poem in which he recites every year from his birth to the current year in his usual steady, calm cadence. I’m a bit fascinated with this poem; I seem to bring it up often. It really can’t be beat. It’s a pure poem. I heard him read it in 2007 (I think) at Poet’s House in New York. There are a hundred things to say about the poem, how the simplicity of it belies the fact that it describes something huge, i.e.