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The poems are exquisite. The sensibility is fine. Basho is aware of his own importance. He puts quotations from other writers into his work and allows his own writing to enter into dialogue with poets of the past. He knows he is good enough to have a place in history. Basho has a lot of poet friends who are always happy to see him, so he must have been a good dinner guest. How is it, then, that he can behave like an arse?
I have two books in front of me, both of them strange in shape: Novoneyra’s Os Eidos and Jonathan Williams’s Blues&Roots. Os Eidos is squat. Its green spine calls to me from the bookshelf, an inch lower than its neighbours … Continue reading
Catalonia is on my mind. My friend Amand went to Barcelona to see the referendum on October 1. He was born in Mallorca and studied in Barcelona as a drama student in the seventies, joining street protests against the Franco … Continue reading
-Slender little spinner always at your spinning always spinning and dreaming in the end to come to nothing. -In the end to come to nothing, that has still to be seen since with the linen threads as I twist them … Continue reading