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Silent Notes [by Lera Auerbach]
Silent Notes. Photo by Lera Auerbah When pianos are not played,they become very sad,they collect silent notes.Unplayed music floats – invisible dust of overtones.The dead are waiting expectantly:so many keys – 88 –…
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Mr. X [by Mary Jo Salter]
Mr. X By the time you're forty, you've met so many peopletheir features fit together as little bitsfrom other people, like the Identi-Kitsthat victims piece together with the police.The felon is memory, which takes…
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“The Birth of Tragedy” [Nietzsche’s opening shot]
<< Much will have been gained for aesthetics once we have succeeded in apprehending directly — rather than merely ascertaining — that art owes its continuous evolution to the Apollonian – Dionysian duality, even…
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“They say a man’s shoes are the first thing a person notices. . .”
I can still see his in my mind. Leather boots, dark like night, shining like mirrors. I'd never seen such shoes. In the tiny town of Pavlovo, Czechoslovakia, where I grew up, everyone had…
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WEDNESDAYS WITH DENISE: October 11, 2023
It’s not unusual to find poets writing about pop songs, but it is unusual for a poet to write an entire book centered on pop music. Enter the very funny Matt Mason, the Nebraska…
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The New York School Diaspora (Part Sixty): Noelle Kocot [by Angela Ball]
CRYSTAL GAYLE My mother picks her arm Like a gorilla Searching for lice * I am stable now, But the world is not. * I go to see my trees In the mornings— Horace,…
