Sebastiane (1976) - Derek Jarman
Before the internet, librarians were the gatekeeper of knowledge. For your reading pleasure, the New York Public Library released a cache of queries and conundrums called in from the 1940s to the 1980s.
ROMEO + JULIET (1996) dir. Baz Luhrmann
What the Living Do, Marie Howe
Written for her brother, John Howe, who died of complications of AIDS
full poem:
Johnny, the kitchen sink has been clogged for days, some utensil probably fell down there. And the Drano won’t work but smells dangerous, and the crusty dishes have piled up
waiting for the plumber I still haven’t called. This is the everyday we spoke of. It’s winter again: the sky’s a deep, headstrong blue, and the sunlight pours through
the open living-room windows because the heat’s on too high in here and I can’t turn it off. For weeks now, driving, or dropping a bag of groceries in the street, the bag breaking,
I’ve been thinking: This is what the living do. And yesterday, hurrying along those wobbly bricks in the Cambridge sidewalk, spilling my coffee down my wrist and sleeve,
I thought it again, and again later, when buying a hairbrush: This is it. Parking. Slamming the car door shut in the cold. What you called that yearning.
What you finally gave up. We want the spring to come and the winter to pass. We want whoever to call or not call, a letter, a kiss—we want more and more and then more of it.
But there are moments, walking, when I catch a glimpse of myself in the window glass, say, the window of the corner video store, and I’m gripped by a cherishing so deep
for my own blowing hair, chapped face, and unbuttoned coat that I’m speechless: I am living. I remember you.
Donato Giancola, Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep: The Lovers (detail), 2009
quick snoopy from work today
a special treat for those of us who enjoy watching sam reich torture his friends and/or employees
Oh no.
cavafy
YOU CANNOT SELF-FLAGELLATE YOUR WAY INTO EXCELLENCE
SHOCKINGLY, SCORN AND PUNISHMENT MAKE FOR WEAK MOTIVATORS. PRACTICE IS A HABIT HARD TO FORM WHEN ERRING'S MET WITH BLOOD.
BEYOND ALL THAT, REMEMBER: YOU WILL NEED MORE THAN LITTLE TREATS IN ORDER TO SURVIVE. BUT YOU DO NEED THE TREATS
smack
Kissing God Goodbye: Poems 1991-1997; ‘Intifada Incantation: Poem #8 For b.b.L’ by June Jordan
the only criticism of millennials l accept
Constructive Criticism
My Eco-Terrorist Son is Absolutely Dripless
— WENDELL BERRY, “A Meeting.”
Mary Oliver, "Dogfish"
“Well, if identity is only a game, if it is only a procedure to have relations, social and sexual-pleasure relationships that create new friendships, it is useful. But if identity becomes the problem of sexual existence, and if people think that they have to ‘uncover’ their ‘own identity,’ and that their own identity has to become the law, the principle, the code of their existence; if the perennial question they ask is ‘Does this thing conform to my identity?’ then, I think, they will turn back to a kind of ethics very close to the old heterosexual virility. If we are asked to relate to the question of identity, it must be an identity to our unique selves. But the relationships we have to have with ourselves are not ones of identity, rather, they must be relationships of differentiation, of creation, of innovation. To be the same is really boring. We must not exclude identity if people find their pleasure through this identity, but we must not think of this identity as an ethical universal rule.”
— Michel Foucault, “Sex, Power, and the Politics of Identity” (1984)
Meeting The Man: James Baldwin in Paris
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