Pages are cavernous places, white at entrance, black in absorption. Echo. If I’m transformed by language, I am often crouched in footnote or blazing in title. Where in the body do I begin; What’s your deal with burnout, my librarian aka Mr. Minus? After several months of listening to me speak from your shelves, you’ve […]
Ohiya (singing vow): Inkpata Nawaze Naci, Naci, coze May Maya Leci cu wana. Winona: The magic of the night of nights beckons me, beckons me, beckons me; a wonder-world is sheltered ‘neath the trees from grass and shrub and willows low. Come mystic voices, sighs, enchanting breeze from mystic voices, sighs enchanting breeze. The pallid […]
B: People talk of the Marshall Plan, which rebuilt the economy of Europe. But they don’t ! ! mention the African Plan, which enabled Hitler’s hordes at a time when their economies !! were under siege, their stability threatened. Who saved Europe? It was Africa. There is very little talk about that. There is so […]
Notice the care with which [Edmonia] Lewis sculpted their [Minnehaha, from Henry Wadsworth Longfellow’s Song of Hiawatha (1855), and the arrow maker – Minnehaha’s father] deer-hide moccasins and perhaps paid homage to her two aunts, who made and sold moccasins in her ancestral Anishinaabeg homeland. – America Meredith, ‘In Focus: Edmonia Lewis: The Old Arrow […]
LAMAKH VALERII/VALERY PAVLOVICH LAMAKH 1925 He was born on March 6 in the city of Lebedyn in Sumy region. 1939 Enrolls in the Voroshilovgrad State Art College, his studying there will be disrupted by the war. 1942–1945 He is used as a forced labor worker in Germany. Despite the extreme living conditions, this period turned […]
This morning I passed through the pages Philip J. Deloria’s Becoming Mary Sully, looking past the names, for a word: ‘Gossip’. Beyond the above image, there was nothing written there or here online about this work or word by Sully and so I took another – well-worn – route, back to documenta 14. Here is […]
Every time you open a book, you say yes to a world. – anonymous (after Caroline Bergvall)
If is beyond obvious to say that to reach the words in a book, it first has to be opened. Well, at least for living, human readers. Even though the shelves I haunt comprise of rows of closed tomes, one of my abilities as a library’s ghost is that I can see within them and […]
