[Local events] Thu 8/6: Need, Donahue, & Harris
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Mon Jul 27 16:52:11 PDT 2015
/*Spare Room <http://www.flim.com/spareroom>*//*presents*/
*David Need, Joseph Donahue, & Ally Harris
*Thursday**, August 6*
*Mother Foucault's Bookshop* <https://www.facebook.com/MotherFoucaults>
523 SE Morrison
$5 suggested donation
*David Need*'s two new books are /Roses/ (translations of late French
poems by Rilke, from Horse & Buggy Press) and /Offshore St. Mark /(a
chapbook of poems, from Three Count Pour). He teaches in the Departments
of Religion and Slavic and Eurasian Studies at Duke University, and his
poetry and essays on poetry have appeared in /Hambone, Talisman, Golden
Handcuffs Review, Spoke, /and/Oyster Boy./ Since 2009, he has curated an
occasional long-poem reading series, "Arcade Taberna."
*Joseph Donahue*'s most recent books of poetry are /Red Flash on a Black
Field/ (Black Square Editions) and the forthcoming volumes, /Dark
Church/, the third volume of an ongoing poem, /Terra Lucida /(Verge
Editions), and /Wind Maps,/ a book length sequence (Talisman). He lives
in Durham, North Carolina, and teaches at Duke University.
**Ally Harris* is the author of two chapbooks, /Her Twin Was After Me/
(Slim Princess Holdings, 2014) and /Floor Baby/ (dancing girl press,
2011). She is the poetry editor of Heavy Feather Review and submission,
a new reading series in Portland curated by blind online submission.
Too full of your dream,
flower with so many within,
damp as one who weeps,
you lean towards the dawn.
Your sweet powers, that sleep
in an unsettled longing,
unfold these tender forms
between cheeks and breasts.
*Rainer Maria Rilke*
translated by *David Need*
/ minor lives/
Every Shabbat, the Mesopotamians; how they died out, how their myths run
riot, on TV, in the movies, in national life, how all violence and
disorder is from them. Before they left the world they fucked it over
for good, he says, as much as says, in his intellectual way, as he is
very smart, our rabbi, for the theological seminary in Cincinnati he
turned down Harvard. The opening lines of Genesis failed to defeat them.
Now their Creation story rules us, he says. Now, we are slaves of gods
who made us by murdering a horrible demon, wringing her blood into the
ground, then sculpting us from that mud.
*Adjust Toward the Memory Glass Where Much Has Been Painted Out **
**by a Predeliction for Now*
Well, well. A haunting paranoia
in the blackberry: when, then
do we move to completion? A gauzy ringing
in the serpentarium
dressed with grenadine
I sat you down
in the lazulite, limber organ
of the glade & sang
to you among the ashen birds
but there was no record of the sound.
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