[Local events] William Fox & David Abel, Sunday November 7th, Spare Room

Chris Piuma piuma at flim.com
Fri Nov 5 01:04:02 PST 2004


Spare Room presents . . .


William Fox
      &
David Abel

Sunday, November 7th  
7:30 pm

Mountain Writers Center
3624 SE Milwaukie Ave.
$5 suggested donation.

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503-236-0867

Coming up soon:  December 12   Doug Nufer & Lisa Radon

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William Fox is a poet, artist, critic, and essayist. He has published 
fifteen collections of poetry, and six books of nonfiction about art, 
cognition, and landscape. He was the editor of West Coast Poetry 
Review magazine and books from 1972 to 1988, which published poets as 
disparate as William Stafford and Ian Hamilton Finlay, and was one of 
the few presses in the United States at the time to give serious 
attention to concrete poetry. For the past ten years he has been a 
full-time writer, whose research takes him to some of the most remote 
regions on the planet. He currently resides in Los Angeles.
       Recent books of poetry include Reading Sand: Selected Desert 
Poems, 1975-2000 (University of Nevada) and One Wave Standing (La 
Alameda Press); of nonfiction, Playa Works: The Myth of the Empty 
(University of Nevada) and The Void, the Grid, and the Sign: 
Traversing the Great Basin (University of Utah). He lives in Los 
Angeles, where he has recently completed books on the Antarctic 
(Tierra Antarctica) and Las Vegas (In the Desert of Desire), 
forthcoming from Trinity University and University of Nevada, 
respectively, and is working on a book about Mars.


David Abel is a poet, editor, bookseller, raga singer, and poker 
player who moved to Portland in 1997. One of the instigators of the 
Spare Room reading series, his recent publications include A Reading 
of a Reading of Ashes (envelope #6), "Frozen Sea" in foArm #2, and 
"Threnos" (sewn on a thirty-seven-foot ribbon by Katherine Kuehn). 
"Embargo" appears online in the current  issue of Slope 
(<http://www.slope.org>www.slope.org), and "Dual Coup" is forthcoming 
in foArm #3. He is the author of a chapbook of poems, Cut 
(Situations, NYC), and the long collage text "Conduction" in the 
exhibition catalogue Conduit, devoted to the work of artist Anna 
Hepler (Modular Unit Design, Seoul, Korea), as well as the artist's 
books Rose and Selected Durations (collaborations with Katherine 
Kuehn, published at the Salient Seedling Press).
       Other recent Portland manifestations include a solo performance 
("Closet Drama") and performances with the ensemble ChuNiMu at the 
Second Annual Spare Room Sound Poetry Festival, and a repeat 
performance as one of Linda Austin's Boris & Natasha Dancers in 
PICA's TBA Festival.

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an excerpt from

"sky the line"

by William Fox & David Abel



in the sky
above plowed fields
a line of clouds
the straight rule
of law




     on the far skyline
     my road disappears
     a crow follows

(WF)
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                aligned in the sky
mirage:    earth and water
                eye for an eye




on my line of sight
always the sky

at the county line
the sky changes color

(WF)
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     a line alive aloft
     skin sky scared
     the tree limbs lost




from the west sky
wind across the road
a line of onion trucks

(WF)
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twelve powerlines
along the road
accord in the sky




     a line of wildfires
     to my left
     and on my right
     the blue sky
     of the aqueduct

(WF)
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afoot afield and
out of line with the sky
workers bent over
a thousand melon vines




     lined up against
     the white sky of noon
     the early words
     of summer

(WF)
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Driving,
only the road is real.


The half-moon rises,
rides alongside.

(DA)
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     aligned with the sky
     a wing

     my eye reflected
     in the window

(WF)
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a line on a map
I trace with my fingers


a line on the ground
I tread with my feet


a line on the page
I true with my lungs



unsigned fingers
pedaling feet
breathing eyes

(DA)
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     above the snow line

     below me

     blue sky

     and
     green field

(WF)
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Before dawn
the sky is just a line


then beyond
the endless lines of lights


a line of light
where the sky begins

(DA)
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an infinity of lines
passes through every point

of planes
through every line

too many sheep to count


mist rises from the field
like music, like money

clouds gather,
line the sky

(DA)

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