{"title":"LGBTQIA Authors","description":"","products":[{"product_id":"orchid-stories","title":"Orchid Stories by Kenward Elmslie","description":"\u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e\u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e\u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003eFor international orders, please visit our distributor, \u003ca href=\"http:\/\/www.spdbooks.org\/AdvancedSearch\/DefaultWfilter.aspx?SearchTerm=PubName\u0026amp;PublisherName=The%20Song%20Cave\" target=\"_blank\"\u003ehere\u003c\/a\u003e.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003eLike the orchids that provide their leitmotif, these interwoven stories by Kenward Elmslie are exquisite, exotic, and oneiric, as if they had been written in another world. Although each of THE ORCHID STORIES stands alone, their characters and moods recur frequently, in a swirl of visual echoes and the bewildering clarity of a dream. Even the characters themselves, with their shifting names and genders, have an illusive reality that enhances the pleasure of these tales.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eThe Song Cave is honored to present this new edition of Kenward Elmslie’s out-of-print masterpiece, first published by Paris Review Editions in 1973. With an introduction that provides a fresh sense of Elmslie’s oeuvre by Michael Silverblatt, host of KCRW’s “Bookworm,” this spectacular and spectacularly overlooked book is at last available to a new generation of adventurous readers.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e“Kenward Elmslie’s \u003ci\u003eThe Orchid Stories\u003c\/i\u003e is, to use Balzac’s term, a \u003ci\u003echef d’oeuvre inconnu\u003c\/i\u003e, and one of the funniest, most gorgeous American prose fictions of the latter 20th century. It’s wonderful to have it in print again.” \u003cb\u003eJohn Ashbery\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e“Like Franz Kafka and Raymond Roussel, Kenward Elmslie has created throughout his oeuvre - but nowhere more strikingly than in \u003ci\u003eThe Orchid Stories\u003c\/i\u003e - a human universe that both reflects our own and stands at a bizarre angle to it. Unlike those other those two other greats, Elmslie has depended neither on genre nor hidden methods to achieve his creation. He apparently has a Great Hadron Collider lodged in some nook of his brain into which he feeds the totality of the English language, high and low, and propels its words at explosive speeds into one another until they pulverize and settle over the society he has conjured up in luminous lexical dust. The result is bewildering, often hilarious, and utterly original. Ultimately it is also tinged, I feel, with an implicit deep melancholy that haunts all great works of art.” \u003cb\u003eHarry Mathews\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003ePoet, librettist, novelist, editor, and performance artist \u003cstrong\u003eKenward Elmslie\u003c\/strong\u003e was born in New York City in 1929. Elmslie became a central figure in the New York School and, as the editor of \u003ci\u003eZ \u003c\/i\u003emagazine and \u003ci\u003eZ Press\u003c\/i\u003e books, promoted the work of fellow poets John Ashbery, Bill Berkson, Joe Brainard, Edwin Denby, Joanne Kyger, James Schuyler, Anne Waldman, and numerous others.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eAmong his many poetry collections are \u003ci\u003ePavilions\u003c\/i\u003e, \u003ci\u003eGirl Machine\u003c\/i\u003e, \u003ci\u003eMotor Disturbance \u003c\/i\u003e(winner of the Frank O’Hara Award), \u003ci\u003eTropicalism\u003c\/i\u003e, and \u003ci\u003eRoutine Disruptions: Selected Poems \u0026amp; Lyrics\u003c\/i\u003e. Elmslie is also the author of six opera librettos, including \u003ci\u003eLizzie Borden\u003c\/i\u003e, as well as the musical plays \u003ci\u003eLola\u003c\/i\u003e, \u003ci\u003eThe Grass Harp\u003c\/i\u003e (based on the work by Truman Capote), \u003ci\u003ePalais Bimbo\u003c\/i\u003e, and \u003ci\u003ePostcards on Parade\u003c\/i\u003e.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eElmslie’s honors include a grant from the Ford Foundation, the Gertrude Stein Award for Innovative Poetry, and an award from the National Endowment for the Arts. He lives in New York City and Calais, Vermont, in a home he shared with his longtime partner and artistic collaborator, Joe Brainard.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/vimeo.com\/channels\/kenwardelmslie\/videos\" target=\"_blank\"\u003eVideos\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e on Kenward Elmslie\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"http:\/\/bombmagazine.org\/article\/6095921\/mooning\" target=\"_blank\"\u003eExcerpt\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e from The Orchid Stories in BOMB Magazine\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/hyperallergic.com\/335774\/kenward-elmslie-the-orchid-stories\/\" target=\"_blank\"\u003eHyperallergic\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"http:\/\/angelcityreview.com\/the-orchid-stories\/\" target=\"_blank\"\u003eAngel City Review\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/2016\/10\/25\/kenward-elmslie-orchid-stories\/\" target=\"_blank\"\u003eParis Review\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"http:\/\/denniscooperblog.com\/jeff-jackson-presents-please-welcome-back-to-the-world-kenward-elmslie-the-orchid-stories-19732016\/\" target=\"_blank\"\u003eDennis Cooper's Bolg\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"http:\/\/lithub.com\/the-years-best-overlooked-books-according-to-booksellers\/\" target=\"_blank\"\u003eLitHub\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/www.kirkusreviews.com\/book-reviews\/kenward-elmslie\/the-orchid-stories\/\" target=\"_blank\"\u003eKirkus Reviews\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/www.nytimes.com\/2022\/07\/08\/arts\/music\/kenward-elmslie-dead.html?smid=nytcore-ios-share\" target=\"_blank\"\u003eNew York Times Obituary\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"The Song Cave","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":31473074179,"sku":"","price":17.95,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/1614\/5743\/products\/Kenward.jpg?v=1480812946"},{"product_id":"illustrated-games-of-patience-by-ben-estes","title":"Illustrated Games of Patience by Ben Estes","description":"\u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e\u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003eFor international orders, please visit our distributor, \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003ca href=\"http:\/\/www.spdbooks.org\/AdvancedSearch\/DefaultWfilter.aspx?SearchTerm=PubName\u0026amp;PublisherName=The%20Song%20Cave\" target=\"_blank\"\u003ehere\u003c\/a\u003e\u003cspan\u003e.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eWhat exactly is an illustrated game of patience? 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The poems speak in riddles, impossible questions, vivid sensuous description, and, on one page, doggerel. Scent fetishists will appreciate the descriptions of crotch smells. In fact, there should be something here to satisfy hedonists of all stripes.” \u003cstrong\u003eAaron Kunin\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e“Ben Estes’s poems, with their piquant accentuation and glorious measured sensuality, remind me a little of James Schuyler’s. I also feel: bouquets not previously perceived, a style I can’t fully attribute to the twentieth century or any previous. A strange new liberty quietly makes itself known.” \u003cstrong\u003eLucy Ives\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eBen Estes is the author of the chapbooks \u003ci\u003eLamp like l’map\u003c\/i\u003e (Factory Hollow Press), \u003ci\u003eCymbals\u003c\/i\u003e (The Song Cave), \u003ci\u003eThe Strings of Walnetto Arrangements\u003c\/i\u003e (Flowers \u0026amp; Cream) and \u003ci\u003e8 Poems\u003c\/i\u003e (Engineered Garments). 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Using myths and fairy tales, the Bible and Shakespeare, silver-screen starlets and ancient love songs, Meyer assembles his influences with true compassion, to aid him in pointing out the mysteries of the physical and emotional world around him. The poet’s wisdom shines through at every turn: “My shadow, I used to think \/ backed me up from behind. \/ Now I realize \/ I am my shadow’s human shield.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003ci\u003eThomas Meyer is a living master. In Essay Stanzas, he innovates a form in three of the four poems that make up this magnificent book, compressing Orphic oracle, Faustian apocalypse, oneiric pageant, invented fable, wisdom literature, cryptic joke, disturbing aphorism, epigrammic wit and nervous ruin into sequences of thematically linked stanzas—on the weather, relationships, or enlightenment, for instance. The fourth poem, “Airs Waters Places,” reveals Meyer’s powers completely: a nuptial hymn in a high style as antique as it is absolutely present. No living master is so hidden as Meyer but there’s none whose poems we should read more urgently. “My heart \/ can’t help overhearing \/ what they say, and try as I might, I \/ can’t stop listening.” \u003c\/i\u003e\u003cstrong\u003ePeter O’Leary\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eThomas Meyer lives in North Carolina, at the southernmost end of the Appalachians. 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Editors have long trusted his unique sensibilities and relied on his capacity to usher in fresh understandings of art. Take, for instance, Winkfield’s pure excitement and audacity at weaving the work of the proto-Surrealist author Raymond Roussel into an essay on Leonardo da Vinci’s \u003ci\u003eLast Supper\u003c\/i\u003e. Unapologetically the writings of an artist, not a critic, in \u003ci\u003eGeorges Braque and Others\u003c\/i\u003e, Winkfield engages some of the greatest names in art (Vermeer, Chardin, Signac, Ryder, Dadd, Brancusi, Cornell, Duchamp, Johns and of course Braque, among others)–asking questions, seeing the details and sharing the obscure facts that only an artist like Winkfield could notice and convey with such great charm.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e“If you are looking for booming confirmations of conventional wisdom, stay away from Trevor Winkfield. With sympathetic eye and tart pen, Winkfield moves across pictures like a sharpening filter, making everything freshly intelligible and strange. Funnier and more judgmental (not to mention better-informed) than most professional art critics, Winkfield also asks better questions. What mysterious tragedy befell the twenty-year old Lubin Baugin? Why should Leonardo’s Last Supper have taken 397 years to paint? With winning irritability and expertise, Winkfield opens art up.\" \u003cb\u003eAlexi Worth\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\"To read one of Trevor Winkfield’s marvelous essays is like strolling through a museum with a witty, erudite, independently minded friend whose sharp, unorthodox observations make you see the art on view in an entirely new light. Whether his subject is a Vermeer portrait, a late Braque “Studio” or a Myron Stout abstraction, there is no one better at conveying the experience of close looking. Winkfield, whose criticism benefits from his keen painter’s eye, is also a master storyteller, wise in the ways that artists survive neglect and achieve breakthroughs. This narrative flair is especially evident in his essays on art’s grand eccentrics such as Richard Dadd, John Graham and Florine Stettheimer. With this book, Winkfield takes his place among the very select company of great artist-critics.\" \u003cb\u003eRaphael Rubinstein\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eTrevor Winkfield was born in Leeds, England in 1944. After studying painting at the Royal College of Art under Peter Blake and Carel Weight, he moved to New York City in 1969. Winkfield’s paintings are exhibited regularly, most recently at Tibor de Nagy Gallery in New York. His conversations with Miles Champion about his early life have recently been published as \u003ci\u003eHow I Became A Painter\u003c\/i\u003e (Pressed Wafer). His other publications include \u003ci\u003eTrevor Winkfield’s Drawings\u003c\/i\u003e, \u003ci\u003eIn the Scissors’ Courtyard\u003c\/i\u003e, \u003ci\u003eTrevor Winkfield’s Pageant\u003c\/i\u003e and a translation of Raymond Roussel's \u003ci\u003eHow I Wrote Certain of My Books\u003c\/i\u003e.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/hyperallergic.com\/161221\/relentless-complexities-trevor-winkfields-art-writing\/\" target=\"_blank\"\u003eHyperallergic\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"http:\/\/www.painters-table.com\/link\/too-much-art\/trevor-winkfield-georges-braque-others\"\u003ePainter’s Table\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/mnaves.wordpress.com\/2014\/10\/01\/trevor-winkfield-georges-braque-others-the-selected-art-writings-of-trevor-winkfield-1990-2009-the-song-cave-204-pages\/\" target=\"_blank\"\u003eToo Much Art\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/www.poetrysociety.org\/psa\/poetry\/crossroads\/tributes\/Trevor_Winkfield\/\"\u003ePoetry Society of America\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/www.publishersweekly.com\/978-0-9884643-3-9\"\u003ePublishers Weekly\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"http:\/\/brooklynrail.org\/2014\/05\/art\/all-our-perverse-pleasurestrevor-winkfield-with-jarrett-earnest\"\u003eBrooklyn Rail\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"http:\/\/www.artbook.com\/blog-at-first-sight-herbert-pfostl-trevor-winkfield-song-cave.html\"\u003eartbook.com: Best of 2014\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/www.newcriterion.com\/issues\/2014\/10\/an-artistas-notebook\" target=\"_blank\"\u003eThe New Criterion\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"http:\/\/www.weeklystandard.com\/trevor-winkfield-on-major-and-minor-artists\/article\/2008679\" target=\"_blank\"\u003eThe Weekly Standard\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"http:\/\/www.foundationforcontemporaryarts.org\/recipients\/trevor-winkfield\"\u003eFoundation for Contemporary Arts\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"The Song Cave","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":31594071427,"sku":"","price":20.95,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/1614\/5743\/products\/tumblr_n02rasnPyP1s9mfo5o1_540.jpg?v=1480109326"},{"product_id":"professionals-of-hope-the-selected-writings-of-subcommander-marcos","title":"Professionals of Hope, The Selected Writings of Subcomandante Marcos","description":"\u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e\u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e\u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"quoteText\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: #000000;\"\u003eAfterword by \u003cstrong\u003eGabriela Jauregui\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"quoteText\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: #000000;\"\u003e\u003ci\u003eProfessionals of Hope: The Selected Writings of Subcomandante Marcos \u003c\/i\u003eis an anthology by the prolific and brilliant former spokesperson and strategist for the Zapatistas, who opposed the Mexican government’s bloody attacks on indigenous people by staging an uprising in the name of “democracy, justice, and liberty” for all. And by “all,” Marcos really means everyone, including identities that resist ready-made categories. These poetic letters, speeches, and folktales seek to counter oppression by challenging governments that plunder their own people, and declare the basic desire to bestow dignity upon the indigenous people of Chiapas through grass-roots revolution. By no means exhaustive, this book is meant to introduce readers to a sliver of Marcos’s output and provide context for a struggle that still exists in Mexico, and whose existence is mirrored wherever tyranny flourishes. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"quoteText\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: #000000;\"\u003e“Yes, Marcos is gay. Marcos is gay in San Francisco, black in South Africa, an Asian in Europe, a Chicano in San Ysidro, an anarchist in Spain, a Palestinian in Israel, a Mayan Indian in the streets of San Cristobal, a Jew in Germany, a Gypsy in Poland, a Mohawk in Quebec, a pacifist in Bosnia, a single woman on the subway at 10pm, a peasant without land, a gang member in the slums, an unemployed worker, an unhappy student and, of course, a Zapatista in the mountains. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: #000000;\"\u003eMarcos is all the exploited, marginalized, oppressed minorities resisting and saying 'Enough.' He is every minority who is now beginning to speak, and every majority that must shut up and listen. He is every untolerated group searching for a way to speak. Everything that makes power and the good consciences of those in power uncomfortable -- this is Marcos.”\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"quoteText\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: #000000;\"\u003e-Subcomandante Marcos, from \u003cem\u003eSocial Justice E-Zine #27\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"quoteText\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: #000000;\"\u003e \u003cb\u003eSubcomandante Marcos\u003c\/b\u003e was the \u003ci\u003enom de guerre\u003c\/i\u003e of the leader and primary spokesman of the Zapatista Army of National Liberation (EZLN). \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"quoteText\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: #000000;\"\u003eKnown for his trademark ski mask and pipe, and for his charismatic personality, Marcos led the EZLN during the 1994 revolt and the subsequent peace negotiations, during a counter-offensive by the Mexican Army in 1995, and throughout the decades that followed. In 2001, he led a group of Zapatista leaders into Mexico City to meet with President Vicente Fox, attracting widespread public and media attention. In 2006, Marcos made another public tour of Mexico, which was known as \"The Other Campaign.\" In May 2014, Marcos announced that the persona of Subcomandante Marcos had been \"a hologram,\" and ceased to exist.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"quoteText\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: #000000;\"\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: #ff0000;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eProceeds from the sale of this book will go directly to the following organizations:\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: #ff0000;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e \u003c\/strong\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eMALDEF\u003c\/strong\u003e (Mexican American Legal Defense and Education Fund) is the nation’s leading Latino legal civil rights organization. Often described as the “law firm of the Latino community,” MALDEF promotes social change through advocacy, communications, community education, and litigation in the areas of education, employment, immigrant rights, and political access. www.maldef.org\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: #ff0000;\"\u003e \u003cstrong\u003eThe Young Center for Immigrant Children's Rights \u003c\/strong\u003epromotes the best interests of unaccompanied immigrant children with due regard to the child’s expressed wishes, according to the Convention on the Rights of the Child and state and federal law. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: #ff0000;\"\u003eThe Young Center is a champion for the best interests of children who arrive in the United States on their own, from all corners of the world. 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An extremely wealthy and always exquisitely dressed homosexual dandy, Roussel was also a compulsive writer. Despite the strangeness of his work, he was convinced that it would make him as popular as Victor Hugo or Shakespeare. His suicide at the age of 56 was in part prompted by the continual disappointment of his hopes for fame.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan\u003eThe full extent of Roussel's writing only became clear in 1989 when a trunk was unearthed in a furniture warehouse containing a vast trove of his manuscripts. The most exciting discoveries were the full draft of \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cem\u003eLocus Solus\u003c\/em\u003e\u003cspan\u003e (over twice as long as the published version) and the typescript of what would have been his third novel, \u003cem\u003eThe Alley of Fireflies\u003c\/em\u003e, which is translated here for the first time into English by the leading Roussel scholar, Mark Ford. Ford has also translated two haunting extracts from the drafts of \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cem\u003eLocus Solus\u003c\/em\u003e\u003cspan\u003e, and versions of two of the young Roussel's most intriguing short stories, \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cem\u003eChiquenaude\u003c\/em\u003e\u003cspan\u003e and \u003cem\u003eAmong the Blacks\u003c\/em\u003e.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan\u003eRoussel's work was vociferously championed by Surrealist writers and painters such as André Breton, Marcel Duchamp and Salvador Dalì, and later proved a significant influence on Oulipians (particularly Georges Perec), on nouveaux romanciers like Alain Robbe-Grillet, as well as on John Ashbery and Harry Mathews, who named their pioneering magazine of the 1960s \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cem\u003eLocus Solus\u003c\/em\u003e\u003cspan\u003e, after Roussel's second novel.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cem\u003eGenius in its pure state.\u003c\/em\u003e - \u003cstrong\u003eJean Cocteau\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cem\u003eThe President of the Republic of Dreams.\u003c\/em\u003e – \u003cstrong\u003eLouis Aragon\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cem\u003eHe who pointed the way.\u003c\/em\u003e – \u003cstrong\u003eMarcel Duchamp\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cem\u003eIt is true that there is hidden in Roussel something so strong, so ominous, and so pregnant with the darkness of “infinite spaces”... that one feels the need for some sort of protective equipment when one reads him. \u003c\/em\u003e – \u003cstrong\u003eJohn Ashbery\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cem\u003eThings, words, vision and death, the sun and language make a unique form... Roussel, in some way, has defined its geometry.\u003c\/em\u003e – \u003cstrong\u003eMichel Foucault\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eRaymond Roussel\u003c\/strong\u003e was born in Paris in 1877 and died in Palermo in 1933. He is best known for his novels \u003cem\u003eImpressions of Africa \u003c\/em\u003e(1910) and \u003cem\u003eLocus Solus \u003c\/em\u003e(1914), and for his posthumously published account of his peculiar compositional techniques, \u003cem\u003eHow I Wrote Certain of My Books\u003c\/em\u003e (1935). \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eMark Ford\u003c\/strong\u003e is the author of \u003cem\u003eRaymond Roussel and the Republic of Dreams\u003c\/em\u003e (2000), and of four collections of poetry: \u003cem\u003eLandlocked \u003c\/em\u003e(1992), \u003cem\u003eSoft Sift \u003c\/em\u003e(2001), \u003cem\u003eSix Children \u003c\/em\u003e(2011), and \u003cem\u003eEnter, Fleeing \u003c\/em\u003e(2018). His translation of Roussel’s final long poem, \u003cem\u003eNew Impressions of Africa\u003c\/em\u003e (1932), was published in 2011. 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Though not a professional photographer—he worked as a warehouse stock manager—Weinberger captured his subjects with a distinctly gay male gaze, both carnal and artistic, and this collection is certain to earn his work a larger following and appreciation.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eDelicately planted between tenderness and artifice, Weinberger’s work revisits the pact between the viewer and the viewed—between the roving, lustful eyeball and the thing it tries to trap. What emerges are these intrepid pictures of male confidence, vanity, weakness, perplexity, helpless prettiness, and trembling self-assertion. This is a moving book. \u003cstrong\u003e-Tobi Haslett\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e At the dawn of youth culture, various Swiss teenagers make cargo-cult approximations of American outlaw style. Later they go and pull down their trousers. All of this is recorded by the most sincere kind of collector, the erotically-invested loner for whom no division exists between experience and memory. \u003cstrong\u003e-Luc Sante\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e Casual and formal, foreign and familiar, \u003cem\u003eTogether and Alone \u003c\/em\u003efeels like a perfect walk through Karlheinz Weinberger’s incredibly rich archive. \u003cstrong\u003e-Jordan Weitzman\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eFor most of his adult life, \u003cstrong\u003eKarlheinz Weinberger\u003c\/strong\u003e (1921-2006) worked in the warehouse department of the Siemens factory in Zurich, Switzerland. On the weekends, he escaped his job’s monotony by immersing himself in photography. Self-taught, Weinberger rarely exhibited his photographs until his “discovery” during the final years of his life. Since then, his work has been the focus of exhibitions in Europe and the United States.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/aperture.org\/blog\/karlheinz-weinberger-rebels-without-a-cause\/\" target=\"_blank\"\u003eAperture\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/www.anothermag.com\/art-photography\/12735\/collier-schorr-extract-book-karlheinz-weinberger-photographs-alone-and-together\" target=\"_blank\"\u003eAnOther\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"http:\/\/tamtambooks-tosh.blogspot.com\/2020\/08\/photographs-together-alone-by-karlheinz.html\" target=\"_blank\"\u003eTosh Berman\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/elephant.art\/the-erotic-male-gaze-of-karlheinz-weinberger-an-eternal-outsider-20092020\/\" target=\"_blank\"\u003eElephant\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/www.huckmag.com\/art-and-culture\/photography-2\/the-rebels-and-outsiders-of-karlheinz-weinberger\/\" target=\"_blank\"\u003eHuck Magazine\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/www.artforum.com\/picks\/karlheinz-weinberger-83918\" target=\"_blank\"\u003eArtforum\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/www.frieze.com\/article\/karlheinz-weinbergers-working-men\" target=\"_blank\"\u003eFrieze\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/brooklynrail.org\/2020\/12\/art_books\/Karlheinz-Weinbergers-Photographs-Together-Alone\" target=\"_blank\"\u003eBrooklyn Rail\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/www.anothermag.com\/art-photography\/13019\/the-ten-most-visually-arresting-photo-books-of-2020\" target=\"_blank\"\u003eAnOther Best Photo Books of 2020\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"The Song Cave","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":31307094098057,"sku":"","price":29.95,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/1614\/5743\/products\/Karlheinz_cover_copy.jpg?v=1578331357"},{"product_id":"on-the-mesa-an-anthology-of-bolinas-writers","title":"On the Mesa: An Anthology of Bolinas Writing (50th Anniversary Edition) Edited by Ben Estes and Joel Weishaus","description":"\u003cp\u003e\u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e\u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e\u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003eFor international orders, please visit our distributor,\u003c\/span\u003e \u003ca rel=\"noopener\" href=\"https:\/\/www.artbook.com\/song-cave.html\" target=\"_blank\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003ehere\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/a\u003e\u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eEdited by Ben Estes and \u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003eJoel Weishaus\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eAfterword by Lytle Shaw\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eCover photo by Ilka Hartmann\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eThe Song Cave presents an expanded edition of the long out of print City Lights Books classic \u003cem\u003eOn the Mesa: An Anthology of Bolinas Writing\u003c\/em\u003e in celebration of its 50th anniversary.\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eThis is a gathering of poets, writers and artists living on or around the mesa in Bolinas, California. Not so much a school of thought as a meeting of those who happened to be at this geographical location at this wobbly point in time, several divergent movements in American poetry (Black Mountain, San Francisco Renaissance, Beat, and New York School poets) came together with new Western and mystic elements at the unpaved crossroads of Bolinas.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003efeaturing: \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p2\"\u003eGORDON BALDWIN, BILL BERKSON, TED BERRIGAN, MICHAEL BOND, EBBE BORREGAARD, JOE BRAINARD, RICHARD BRAUTIGAN, JIM BRODEY, BILL BROWN, JIM CARROLL, TOM CLARK, ROBERT CREELEY, MAX CROSLEY, DIANE DI PRIMA, JOHN DOSS, BOBBIE LOUISE HAWKINS, LAWRENCE KEARNEY, JOANNE KYGER, KEITH LAMPE, LEWIS MACADAMS, PHOEBE MACADAMS, DUNCAN MC NAUGHTON, DAVID MELTZER, ALICE NOTLEY, ARTHUR OKAMURA, STEPHEN RATCLIFFE, ARAM SAROYAN, GAILYN SAROYAN, JOHN THORPE, CHARLIE VERMONT, ANNE WALDMAN, LEWIS WARSH, JOEL WEISHAUS, \u003cspan class=\"s1\"\u003ePHILI\u003c\/span\u003eP WHALEN\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p2\"\u003e*To celebrate our third printing of this book, we published a limited-edition photograph by the cover artist, Ilka Hartmann. More information here.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p2\"\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eOriginally published 50 years ago, \u003cem\u003eOn the Mesa\u003c\/em\u003e is the only anthology to come out of the vibrant and diverse poetry scene that existed in Bolinas, California in the 1970s. It appeared in the early days of that decade and thus didn’t feature the many other important poets who arrived there only a few years later. This updated and expanded edition has been a long time coming, but at last we have an anthology that truly represents the wide array of remarkable poets who called this legendary “psychedelic Peyton Place” home.  \u003cstrong\u003e-Kevin Opstedal\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eBolinas retains legendary status in American poetry, an unincorporated community where in the early 1970s it was just as common to hear a Diane di Prima poem read at a school board meeting as it was to cross paths with Lewis MacAdams on his way to interview local sustainable farmers. Mixing avant-garde aesthetics with a communal ethos, the writers who settled in and visited Bolinas carved out a radical new home for the afterlives of the New American Poetry. Fifty years after its initial publication, this expanded edition of \u003cem\u003eOn the Mesa: An Anthology of Bolinas Writing \u003c\/em\u003eadds 19 new contributors—including Richard Brautigan, Alice Notley, and Philip Whalen—whose work retrains our attention on the poet’s haven perched above the Pacific Ocean just north of Mt. Tamalpais. As Bobbie Louise Hawkins writes, “I swear nobody ever \/ had it better.\"  \u003cstrong\u003e-Nick Sturm\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cem\u003eOn the Mesa\u003c\/em\u003e allows the intrigue of Bolinas to unfold through the voices of several poets in residence (circa 1971). The last splinters of the Spicer-Duncan circle are mixed with recent visitors from the second-generation New York School. This book functions as an open window onto a closed scene. The poems feel like well-placed mirrors hanging in the midst of utopia. ‘Lost’ masterpieces abound including \u003cem\u003eGrain\u003c\/em\u003e (a long collaboration between Alice Notley, Ted Berrigan and Tom Clark) as well as Anne Waldman’s immersive neighborhood poem \u003cem\u003eSpin-Off\u003c\/em\u003e. Enjoy the crystalline charm and uncertainty of Joe Brainard’s \u003cem\u003eBolinas Journal \u003c\/em\u003eor Joanne Kyger’s epic epithalamium written for two friends. Some of the poets added to this new edition have been living in or near Bolinas all along, they fit in perfectly, like the faint shadow of Mount Tamalpais, like the Pacific left glimmering at the end of the road.  \u003cstrong\u003e-Cedar Sigo\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p2\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e \u003ca href=\"https:\/\/www.publishersweekly.com\/978-1-73403-517-9\" target=\"_blank\"\u003ePublishers Weekly\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p2\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/www.newyorker.com\/magazine\/2021\/05\/31\/what-the-bolinas-poets-built\" target=\"_blank\"\u003eThe New Yorker\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p2\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/aquariumdrunkard.com\/2021\/06\/03\/on-the-mesa-an-anthology-of-bolinas-writing-50th-anniversary-edition\/\" target=\"_blank\"\u003eAquarium Drunkard\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p2\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/entropymag.org\/on-the-mesa-an-anthology-of-bolinas-writing\/\" target=\"_blank\"\u003eEntropy\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p2\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/www.poetryfoundation.org\/articles\/156200\/workshops-in-utopia\" target=\"_blank\"\u003ePoetry Foundation\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p2\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eListen to Ben Estes, Anne Waldman \u0026amp; Joel Weishaus interviewed on KQED \u003ca href=\"https:\/\/www.kqed.org\/forum\/2010101884267\/looking-back-at-writings-from-the-poet-run-town-of-bolinas-50-years-on\" target=\"_blank\"\u003eForum\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p2\"\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"The Song Cave","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":37648038068397,"sku":"","price":20.0,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/1614\/5743\/files\/978-1-7340351-7-9.jpg?v=1725478657"},{"product_id":"listen-my-friend-this-is-the-dream-i-dreamed-last-night-by-cody-rose-clevidence","title":"Listen My Friend, This Is the Dream I Dreamed Last Night by Cody-Rose Clevidence","description":"\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-family: -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, 'San Francisco', 'Segoe UI', Roboto, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 0.875rem; color: #000000;\"\u003e\u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e \u003cspan\u003eFor international orders, please visit our distributor, \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/www.artbook.com\/song-cave.html\" rel=\"noopener\" target=\"_blank\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003ehere\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/a\u003e\u003cspan\u003e.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eUnlike anything we've ever seen or published, \u003cem\u003eListen My Friend, This Is the Dream I Dreamed Last Night\u003c\/em\u003e is a book of wonder in which poet Cody-Rose Clevidence layers the language of information with the language of the heart, constantly locating the connections between attention and perception. 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With depth and breadth, \u003cem\u003ePunks\u003c\/em\u003e weaves together historic narratives of loss, lust, and love. The many voices that emerge in these poems\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e—from historic Black personalities, both familial and famous, to the poet's friends and lovers in gay bars and bedrooms—form a cast of characters capable of addressing desire, oppression, AIDS, and grief through sorrowful songs that \"we sing as hard as we live.\" At home in countless poetic forms, \u003cem\u003ePunks\u003c\/em\u003e reconfirms John Keene as one of the most important voices in contemporary poetry.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eWow. Get \u003cem\u003ePunks\u003c\/em\u003e. Loads of ritual and performative lyric here, essential stuff. Histories, his brain ranges through the past impossibly, like an elegant thrift. I bow my head to Boston as it passes along the edges here of its demi-monde, then wrenching prose poems that are pretty much explorations of radiant metonymies of someone being black and queer like only John Keene is. This is one rich and thorough (I say pithy) fucking book.     \u003cstrong\u003e-Eileen Myles\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eJohn Keene's \u003cem\u003ePunks\u003c\/em\u003e is utterly brilliant. The range, vision, depth and humanity he brings to the page are as galactic as Banneker’s astral wanderings, as crisp as the chordal cutting of a searching horn, as courageous and small as a nose wide open. Keene’s masterfully inventive inquiry of self and history is queered, Blackened, and joyously thick with multitudes of voice and valence. Amen to this exploration! \u003cstrong\u003e-Tyehimba Jess\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cem\u003ePunks \u003c\/em\u003eby John Keene is the gayest, most reverent homosexual book of poems I have read in decades. It drips with ecstatic faggoty desire, sings a uniquely black love, and invokes Marlon Riggs’ contention that “every time we kiss, we confirm the new world coming.”  With a deftness I can only describe as \u003cem\u003emasterful,\u003c\/em\u003e these poems attend to “that vibrating inner field” of eros and the rapture of effervescence. You will be transported. It’s a brutal world out there. You need this attention to Keene’s poetic oeuvre where you’ll find a tenderness in both craft and content that will make your reading mind wet AF. \u003cem\u003ePunks\u003c\/em\u003e is a must read by any standards. It will make you want to fall in love with everything, including yourself. \u003cstrong\u003e-Dawn Lundy Martin\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eJohn Keene\u003cspan\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003eis a writer, translator, professor, and artist who was named a MacArthur Fellow in 2018. In 1989, Keene joined the Dark Room Writers Collective, and is a Graduate Fellow of the Cave Canem Writers Workshops. He is the author of \u003cem\u003eAnnotations\u003c\/em\u003e, and \u003cem\u003eCounternarratives\u003c\/em\u003e, both published by New Directions, as well as several other works, including the poetry collection \u003cem\u003eSeismosis,\u003c\/em\u003e with artist Christopher Stackhouse, and a translation of Brazilian author Hilda Hilst’s novel \u003cem\u003eLetters from a Seducer.\u003c\/em\u003e Keene is the recipient of many awards and fellowships—including the Windham-Campbell Prize, the Whiting Foundation Prize, the Republic of Consciousness Prize, and the American Book Award. He teaches at Rutgers University-Newark.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/www.publishersweekly.com\/978-1-73727-752-1\"\u003ePublishers Weekly (starred review)\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/harpers.org\/archive\/2021\/10\/three-poems-john-keene\/\" target=\"_blank\"\u003eHarper's Magazine\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/entropymag.org\/best-of-2020-2021-poetry-books-poetry-collections\/\" target=\"_blank\"\u003eEntropy: Best of 2021\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: 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href=\"https:\/\/hyperallergic.com\/701242\/this-be-the-verse-our-favorite-poetry-books-2021-mostly\/\" target=\"_blank\"\u003eHyperallergic\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/www.kcrw.com\/culture\/shows\/bookworm\/john-keene-punks-new-selected-poems-song-cave\" target=\"_blank\"\u003eBookworm interview\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/www.poetryfoundation.org\/articles\/157127\/come-bless39d-go-lost\" target=\"_blank\"\u003ePoetry Foundation\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/www.bookforum.com\/interviews\/bookforum-talks-with-john-keene-about-punks-an-assemblage-of-poems-three-decades-in-the-making-24790\" target=\"_blank\"\u003eBookforum\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/www.thenation.com\/article\/culture\/john-keene-punks\/\" target=\"_blank\"\u003eThe Nation\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/www.poetryproject.org\/publications\/newsletter\/268-spring-2022\/on-punks-by-john-keene\" target=\"_blank\"\u003eThe Poetry Project\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/northofoxford.wordpress.com\/2022\/03\/01\/punks-new-selected-poems-by-john-keene\/\" target=\"_blank\"\u003eNorth of Oxford\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/brooklynrail.org\/2021\/12\/poetry\/PUNKS\" target=\"_blank\"\u003eBrooklyn Rail\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/bombmagazine.org\/articles\/two-poems-john-keene\/\" target=\"_blank\"\u003eBOMB\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/brooklynrail.org\/2023\/02\/books\/John-Keene-in-conversation-with-Akil-Kumarasamy\"\u003eBrooklyn Rail, with Akil 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Rather than prescribing answers, Estes offers the reader intimacy and open-handed, big-hearted consolation—\"Now to let something go \/ of myself, \/ without any need \/ to replace it.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eBen Estes' new poems, here gathered together into numbered, cadenced and syncopated movements, trace themselves onto the reader’s consciousness like a sort of extended, scorched earth sigh: ''Humans will \/ lose their purpose,' it says. Phew.' Flood and fire focused, like the times they are written inside of, the poems' language drives straight towards, and eventually lands in, the telegraphic delivery of dreams, where loss and love are confused and finally remembered to be the same thing. The unexpectedness of fantasy mixed with the inevitability of memory is narrated by Estes from both before and after. \u003cstrong\u003e—Matt Connors\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eValéry says that the future is \"the most perceptible fraction of the present moment,\" but \u003cem\u003eABC Moonlight\u003c\/em\u003e gets us, as Devo says, jerkin' back'n' forth between what a mind once made up and the life to come. The writing here is a generous fusion of poetry and dreaming, one in which the poet-dreamer is ever cognizant of the collective as he plumbs his mind to find love and death in the American navel. If this book were a band, it would be called Ben Estes and Latent Destiny, and they'd play at your place every night. \u003cstrong\u003e—Graham Foust\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eThis poetry is snaily, somehow: both within and looking upon. It suggests we have to hide, but also plod on. And that is just how things feel, so often now. Ben Estes's new poems give me the feeling of life, aliveness, what it's like. There's apocalypse in \u003cem\u003eABC Moonlight\u003c\/em\u003e but also tender, gorgeous wondering about human futures, wonder in both the forward-looking action sense (I wonder what will happen) and wonder in whatever is left of the Romantic address–awe and amazement. The line is magic again. The moon is babble. \u003cstrong\u003e—Hannah Brooks-Motl\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eBen Estes\u003c\/strong\u003e lives in Kingston, NY. Before this book, he wrote a book of poems called \u003cem\u003eIllustrated Games of Patience\u003c\/em\u003e (The Song Cave, 2015). Ben worked as the editor of \u003cem\u003eA Dark Dreambox of Another Kind: the poems of Alfred Starr Hamilton\u003c\/em\u003e (with Alan Felsenthal); \u003cem\u003eTogether \u0026amp; Alone,\u003c\/em\u003e the photographs of Karlheinz Weinberger; and the poetry anthology \u003cem\u003eOn The Mesa: An Anthology of Bolinas Writing\u003c\/em\u003e (The Song Cave, 2021). He has most recently shown his paintings at Situations Gallery and Paula Cooper Gallery, both in NYC. \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/www.publishersweekly.com\/9781737277538\" target=\"_blank\"\u003ePublishers Weekly\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/www.poetryfoundation.org\/harriet-books\/reviews\/157377\/abc-moonlight\" target=\"_blank\"\u003ePoetry Foundation\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/vimeo.com\/670976210\" target=\"_blank\"\u003eA reading, with Six Organs of Admittance\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/lithub.com\/a-poem-by-ben-estes\/\" target=\"_blank\"\u003eLit Hub\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/www.mcsweeneys.net\/articles\/ben-estes\" target=\"_blank\"\u003eMcSweeney's\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/bombmagazine.org\/articles\/close-listening-mary-manning-and-ben-estes-in-conversation\/\"\u003eBOMB\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/www.gasherjournal.com\/single-post\/world-building-in-ben-estes-abc-moonlight\" target=\"_blank\"\u003eGasher\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"The Song Cave","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":41083320336557,"sku":"","price":18.95,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/1614\/5743\/products\/ABCMoonlighgt150.jpg?v=1637897668"},{"product_id":"dereliction-by-gabrielle-rucker","title":"Dereliction by Gabrielle Octavia Rucker","description":"\u003cp\u003eFor international orders, please visit our distributor, \u003ca href=\"https:\/\/www.artbook.com\/song-cave.html\" rel=\"noopener\" target=\"_blank\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003ehere\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/a\u003e.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003ci\u003e\u003cspan\u003eDereliction\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cspan\u003e, Gabrielle Octavia Rucker's debut collection of poetry, moves through childhood and into the afterlife with poems that evoke an artful and urgent sense of the author's \"insatiable wandering.\" With cinematic imagery and formal variation, these poems effortlessly find dream-life and myth transforming the daily actions of talking on the phone or finding your reflection in the window. The bracing intimacy of Rucker's voice invites us into a precise and carefully constructed world in which we are asked to question what it means to “do the human things,” and where the poet eventually asks the reader, and possibly poetry itself, \"What bloody lens holds firm between this mystery \u0026amp; us?\"\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"yj6qo ajU\"\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eGabrielle Octavia Rucker\u003c\/strong\u003e is a self-taught writer and poetic practitioner from the Great Lakes currently living in the Gulf Coast. She is a 2020 Poetry Project Fellow and 2016 Kimbilio Fiction Fellow. Her work has appeared in various media and publications, including the Sundance Film Festival, the Studio Museum in Harlem, the Academy of American Poets’ \u003cspan style=\"color: #000000;\"\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/poets.org\/poem\/i-dont-say-goodbye-i-only-say-ciao\" style=\"color: #000000; text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cem\u003ePoem-A-Day\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/a\u003e \u003c\/span\u003eseries, \u003cem\u003eAnnulet\u003c\/em\u003e, Montez Press Radio, and more. \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eGabrielle Rucker's\u003cem\u003e Dereliction \u003c\/em\u003econsiders an afterlife without any sense of resignation, cups the end times in hands that make and remake. “A voice starts singing, closing in on the life-force below\u003cem\u003e,\u003c\/em\u003e” this song making vision raw, like looking at the sun through closed eyes. The voice may be “hatched from the sun”:\u003cem\u003e \u003c\/em\u003ethere are flares of color, buddings, unfurlings. “There’s nowhere to speak about what didn’t happen,”\u003cem\u003e \u003c\/em\u003eand so this assured collection progresses plot-like through dreamtime, not with a sense of dread but with the weight of vacuum, of writing from outer space. Rucker writes that “prophecy demands brevity,” then makes this word anew. A cinematic, gorgeous debut.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e—Ladan Osman\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eThis feral book of fight treads quicksand: \u003cem\u003eDereliction\u003c\/em\u003e is not for the faint of heart. In her debut collection, Gabrielle Octavia Rucker, wearing her role as poet with cosmic integrity, consumes an ancient and idled spirit, staring blankly with full eyes into ambling dark, an open wound, the total horror of things, pawing at it like a cat, as to mold back into language. Escape was never an option. World-weary\/wary Rucker “sticks to the swamp,” riddling tightly lyrical hymnals at the lowest decibel. And how lucky are we? To be told the truth for once? \u003cem\u003eDereliction\u003c\/em\u003e does not assuage. Can you stomach it? Chant it in mirrors. I dare you.                     \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e—S*an D. Henry-Smith\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cem\u003eDereliction\u003c\/em\u003e, Gabrielle Rucker’s captivating debut, is anything but. With an ear and eye attuned to the resonances of contemporary discourse and its silences, Rucker understands the poetic as a site of resistance, producing beautiful, elusive poems that reveal the inner music of thought and spin meaning on its head.  “Wholeness, you see, is not my goal,” yet \u003cem\u003eDereliction\u003c\/em\u003e shows us nevertheless how entire realms unreel herein.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e—John Keene\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eGabrielle Octavia Rucker’s \u003cem\u003eDereliction \u003c\/em\u003estarts like half-sure footfall on brown leaves in the middle of the day when we’re supposed to be doing work for others but cannot resist the call to work with ourselves. This needful insistence to break away from convention characterizes the spirited voices that sing, chant, curse, toy, question, provoke, and love through these poems. With language crispy, sharp, focused and forgiving, Rucker pulls us into the creation and destruction of what can be revealed when we hold our truths to sunlight and midnight’s dark. With playful and daring precision, Rucker shoulders doubt and belief in beautiful balance, inviting us into her universes with an arrow, marrow, and a heaven-sent playground vision. This debut is resplendent—an ecstatic-ancient-ever-present. 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Audiences around the world tune in each week to discover new ways of thinking about books through Silverblatt’s compassionate and enthusiastic conversations with contemporary writers, compelled by the surprising range of ideas and feelings that only his legendary close readings can evoke.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cem\u003eBookworm: Conversations with Michael Silverblatt\u003c\/em\u003e gathers interviews with some of the most influential luminaries of our time: John Ashbery, John Berger, Octavia Butler, Joan Didion, Carlos Fuentes, William H. Gass, Toni Morrison, Grace Paley, W.G. 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As the guiding spirit of this weekly show, Silverblatt has reinvented the art of literary conversation, introducing listeners to new and emerging authors along with writers of renown. He also regularly hosts literary conversations for Lannan Foundation's \"Readings and Conversations\" series in Santa Fe, New Mexico. 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These are poems of observation, transformation, and a uniquely subtle sensibility harmonically tuned to the stars. Masterfully crafted examples of poetic music and textures, Johnson weaves together texts to show the world from multiple angles of vision, not only his own, to explore what others have seen and experienced of the world. One of the most unheralded poets in literature, Ronald Johnson needs to be securely placed in history with the likes of his fellow dreamers: Stan Brakhage, Marguerite Young, Charles Ives, Marsden Hartley, and the Transcendentalists.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eIn \u003cem\u003eValley of the Many-Colored Grasses\u003c\/em\u003e, the American eye becomes a wholly new and newly transcendent pastoral Witness. It beholds, through these poems, cultivation as vision, and the garden world as an extension of vision into a substantial eternity. The book is a flowering fugue. And thus it is that the whole motion of the book is towards precisely those “different musics” in which Johnson discerns prismatic truth, “\u003cem\u003efugue, \u0026amp; petal\u003c\/em\u003e,” flowering into fact. \u003cem\u003eValley of the Many-Colored Grasses \u003c\/em\u003ejoins Thoreau's \u003cem\u003eWalden\u003c\/em\u003e and Charles Ives's \u003cem\u003eEssays Before a Sonata\u003c\/em\u003e as a foundational document of an America yet to be made. —\u003cstrong\u003eDonald Revell\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eRonald Johnson tells us: “I am of a field sown \/ to corn, am neither stalk, tassel or seed, but I come of its ripening wind.” Sitting here engrossed amidst “a galaxy of gnats,” a Shaker Psyche from whose lapful of seeds he sifts “the attempt, always, at classification.” If we could lift the poet’s late, magisterial book \u003cem\u003eArk\u003c\/em\u003e and look through it backwards as though it were a spy glass, we’d be peering into this \u003cem\u003eValley of the Many-Colored Grasses\u003c\/em\u003e with its matter-of-fact vocabulary, lithe citation, and referential elision. We’d find ourselves in the esteemed company of Arthur Dove, Albert Pinkham Ryder, Harry Partch, L. Frank Baum, Carl Ruggles, Antonie van Leeuwenhoek, and Leoš Janáček, among others. —\u003cstrong\u003eThomas Meyer\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003ePoems “sudden, \u0026amp; peculiar as mushrooms”; poems that “hold meaning \/ as a nest that holds speckled bird’s eggs”; poems that ask what anything is “but the power to tell \/ the truth of it?” \u003cem\u003eValley of the Many-Colored Grasses\u003c\/em\u003e is an exquisitely moving consideration. Consideration, as Johnson knows and teaches, is a beautiful word that describes a gathering together of stars, as happens when you lie on the grass and look at the sky. Hamlet says the end of playing, by which he means the purpose of art, is to “hold the mirror up to nature.” Whatever the purpose of art, let it be one as gentle and discovering as Johnson’s. —\u003cstrong\u003eJane Gregory\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eA Kansas native, \u003cstrong\u003eRonald Johnson\u003c\/strong\u003e (1935-1998) was drafted into the U.S. Army in 1954, and attended Columbia University through the G.I. Bill. Romantically involved with the poet and publisher Jonathan Williams throughout the 1960s, the two walked the Appalachian trail and wandered throughout England before Johnson set off alone to find his own version of Oz in San Francisco. There, Johnson managed a famous gay leather bar, wrote a number of cookbooks, and became a founder of the Rainbow Motorcycle Club, a gay social club described by Johnson as a \"band of lusty roistering men, often partying till dawn.\" His other books of poems include \u003cem\u003eA Line of Poetry, A Row of Trees\u003c\/em\u003e (1964), \u003cem\u003eThe Book of the Green Man\u003c\/em\u003e (1967), \u003cem\u003eSongs of the Earth\u003c\/em\u003e (1970), \u003cem\u003eEyes \u0026amp; Objects\u003c\/em\u003e (1976), \u003cem\u003eRadi os\u003c\/em\u003e (1977), \u003cem\u003eThe Shrubberies\u003c\/em\u003e (2001), and \u003cem\u003eARK\u003c\/em\u003e (1996, 2013).\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/www.poetryfoundation.org\/harriet-books\/reviews\/160316\/valley-of-the-many-colored-glasses\" target=\"_blank\"\u003ePoetry Foundation\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/lithub.com\/7-new-poetry-collections-to-read-in-june\/\"\u003eLiterary Hub\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/www.thebeliever.net\/a-review-of-valley-of-the-many-colored-grasses\/\" target=\"_blank\"\u003eThe Believer\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/www.raintaxi.com\/valley-of-the-many-colored-grasses\/\" target=\"_blank\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eRain Taxi\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/www.nytimes.com\/2023\/08\/17\/magazine\/poem-from-letters-to-walt-whitman.html\" target=\"_blank\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eThe \u003c\/strong\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eNew York Times\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"The Song Cave","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":42040172314797,"sku":"","price":18.95,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/1614\/5743\/products\/ValleyofMany150.jpg?v=1671648059"},{"product_id":"hereafter-by-alan-felsenthal","title":"Hereafter by Alan Felsenthal","description":"\u003cp\u003e\u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003eFor international orders, please visit our distributor, \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/www.artbook.com\/song-cave.html\" rel=\"noopener\" target=\"_blank\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003ehere\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/a\u003e\u003cspan\u003e.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eAlan Felsenthal’s tender second collection of poems, \u003cem\u003eHereafter\u003c\/em\u003e, moves between the difficult work of mourning and the spirited nature of life. Both an elegy for a dear friend and a search for signs of renewal, these poems recover pastoral symbols of sorrow from cliché. Essential in their attempt at consolation, Felsenthal's requiems traverse landscapes—the ocean, the Earth, and the moon—using both humor and pathos to awaken the depths of feeling that follow loss. \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\"These profound yet accessible poems offer solace and insight to those navigating an unsettled existence.\"  \u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e—\u003cem\u003e\u003cstrong\u003ePublishers Weekly\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\"\u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003eThere’s a dreamy and appealing naturalism to Alan Felsenthal’s elegy, \u003c\/span\u003e\u003ci\u003eHereafter\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cspan\u003e. The poems are electric and vivid, but the book never romanticizes suffering. Voices in these poems have a sadness to them, a melancholy that retains some almost mystical buoyancy.\"  \u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e—\u003cstrong\u003eJesse Nathan, \u003cem\u003eMcSweeney's\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\"One person in nature. There’s sadness and there’s always this detailed natural 'setting.' The words of these details, and the wondering in the reader about the connection. But they’re connected, one person, sad, and all this nature, because the poems are beautiful, rhyme in amazing places (nature does that too), and the sad person is flawless, he wrote the flawless poems. Nature is flawless. Poetry is flawless. Sadness? I love this book.\"  —\u003cstrong\u003eAlice Notley\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\"What a rare experience to encounter a contemporary poetry collection that so centers the soul in making, the soul in leaving, but \u003cem\u003eHereafter\u003c\/em\u003e does just that. Alan Felsenthal, an accomplished and singular poet, considers the many shades of grief in poems long and short, how grief connects nature, spirit, the divine in language that soothes or savages. 'God \/ is light you can see \/ without being consumed'\u003cspan\u003e—\u003c\/span\u003ean utterance in 'Elegy,' which opens this heart-rending, utterly thoughtful, and deeply spiritual book. Felsenthal has honored and eulogized a friend, but more than anything he has taken back into poetry the soul; and in this era of so much bloodletting, a soul’s light may help keep us alive.\"  —\u003cstrong\u003ePatricia Spears Jones\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\"Lingering in the crossroads between the dead and the living, \u003cem\u003eHereafter\u003c\/em\u003e tends to the loving observance of life after a loss, which reveals itself to be as strange and particular as a dream. A hospice brochure is consulted alongside the crystalline structure of salt, which is life’s signature; a casket ordered on Amazon Prime begs what the soul can bear. These poems’ waking visions slow the passage between worlds so as to hold open metaphysical questions, that asked, make a space for absence and unknowing to dwell. Though separated from the departed by 'the sigh of life,' Felsenthal’s searching poems ferry us between temporal dimensions and 'across the invisible \/ doorframe that smells of white flowers \/ where there are none.' This world, returned to, branching, mineral, instructive, subterranean, feathered, ungoogleable, lunar, signals back: light may be naught, but life still knocks. And friendship, not death, constitutes 'the force bonding the universe.' \u003cem\u003eHereafter\u003c\/em\u003e is a subtle, extraordinary book.\"   —\u003cstrong\u003eAri Banias\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eAlan Felsenthal \u003c\/strong\u003eis the author of \u003ci\u003eLowly\u003c\/i\u003e (Ugly Duckling Presse, 2017). His writing has appeared in \u003ci\u003eBOMB, The Brooklyn Rail, Harper’s\u003c\/i\u003e, \u003ci\u003eThe New York Review of Books,\u003c\/i\u003e and \u003ci\u003eThe\u003c\/i\u003e \u003ci\u003eNew York Times Magazine\u003c\/i\u003e. He is the co-editor of \u003ci\u003eA Dark Dreambox of Another Kind: The Poems of Alfred Starr Hamilton\u003c\/i\u003e (The Song Cave, 2013) and the editor of \u003ci\u003eBookworm: Conversations with Michael Silverblatt \u003c\/i\u003e(The Song Cave, 2023). 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Henry-Smith","description":"\u003cp\u003eS*an D. Henry-Smith’s second full-length book of poems, \u003cem\u003ePACES THE CAGE,\u003c\/em\u003e lifts off from their previous book, \u003cem\u003eWild Peach\u003c\/em\u003e (2020), by expanding an already-queered language to near breaking point. Through the complexities of Henry-Smith’s personal experiences and the use of a poetically fragmented voice, the literal and metaphorical are here remixed in real time. Henry-Smith’s occasional inclusion of ambient sounds \u003cbr\u003eand a musical language and tone used throughout the book helps to build a rich auditory landscape that enhances the immersive quality of the poems, creating a deep and evocative collection by this adventurous and endlessly exciting artist. As if it were an improvised performance itself, \u003cem\u003ePACES THE CAGE\u003c\/em\u003e actively tunes personal \u003cbr\u003eand historical narratives of oppression and adversity with the act of speaking, and what it means to be truly heard by a community of one’s fellow creators and collaborators.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cem\u003ePACES THE CAGE\u003c\/em\u003e extends S*an D. Henry-Smith’s interdisciplinary, improvisational listening into a poetics of “fissure and measure,” where silence and the sonic converge in boundless motion. Tuning language toward the frequencies of breath, pulse, and sociality, Henry-Smith's poems transport us from natural worlds to communal forms to Bill Gunn’s STOP, recovering wayward images and utterances to compose a surround sound of loss and renewal. What emerges is both reckoning and remedy—a lush sensitivity to the ways language becomes live, as in now, as in “eyes open, full of rage.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e–Maxe Crandall\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eS*an D. Henry-Smith’s reverberant propositions seek the music of mutual renewal, constantly and impatiently approaching the present. This is a field of spiraling, alliterative song, the wild signature of Henry-Smith’s lyric, that renews commitments to militancy by naming and knowing its enemies as doubtlessly as it names and knows it lovers. \u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e\u003cem\u003ePACES THE CAGE\u003c\/em\u003e considers a set of conditions\u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e—technical, material phenomena\u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e—that produce collective and contradictory imaginations and gives words to the song that makes the gathering last, “all in for all…” \u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e\u003cem\u003ePACES THE CAGE\u003c\/em\u003e is a beautiful rehearsal of attentiveness, a rigorous and generous correspondence with the edges of the frame.      \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e– dove, Christine Kirubi\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eS*an's \u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e\u003cem\u003ePACES THE CAGE\u003c\/em\u003e recalls to me Akilah Oliver’s 2004 \u003cem\u003eAn Arriving Guard of Angels, Thusly Coming to Greet\u003c\/em\u003e. A lyrical unleashing into the many selves, the author here plays conduit for many beautiful bodies; for those souls wandering at daybreak; for the pudgy greased cheeks and those that murmur in the dew of twilight uncloaked. It is as if the poet has extracted from the marsh, the runoff, roundup and peat to stockpile and make lush a new yet familiar world. S*an has created a collection of diamonds from the salty mines of turtle tears. The divorced defanged possessive absent its apostrophe, left to the mud puddle for butterfly nuptials throughout, tells the reader: \u003cem\u003eHow you know me Now will be Different from how you knew me\u003c\/em\u003e. These buoyant poems that are S*an’s latest songs have not missed the train this time. Make certain that you don’t. I’m in awe.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e–LaTasha N. Nevada Diggs\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eS*an D. Henry-Smith\u003c\/strong\u003e is a poet and photographer, working by extension in sound, performance, and publishing.They have received awards and fellowships from Center for Photography at Woodstock, the Fulbright Program, the Poetry Project, and Poets House. Recent solo exhibitions include \"tremor low\" at ROZENSTRAAT in Amsterdam (2023) and “in awe of geometry \u0026amp; mornings” at White Columns in New York (2021). Henry-Smith has read and performed previously at the Poetry Project, Basilica Soundscape, 47 Canal, Solomon R. Guggenheim Museum, the Studio Museum in Harlem, Stedelijk Museum, Metro54, and elsewhere. Their book \u003cem\u003eWild Peach\u003c\/em\u003e (2020) was published by Futurepoem and shortlisted for the PEN Open Book Award, and they are the author of two chapbooks, \u003cem\u003eBody Text \u003c\/em\u003e(2016) and \u003cem\u003eFlotsam Suite: A Strange \u0026amp; Precarious Life, or How We Chronicled the Little Disasters \u0026amp; I Won’t Leave the Dance Floor Til It’s Out of My System\u003c\/em\u003e (2019), the co-author (alongside Imani Elizabeth Jackson) of \u003cem\u003eConsider the Tongue\u003c\/em\u003e (2019), and the director of \u003cem\u003eLunar New Year \u003c\/em\u003e(2021). Henry-Smith regularly collaborates in sound, poetry, performance, and education with Dweller Electronics, Imani Elizabeth Jackson as mouthfeel, Ryan C. Clarke, Danny Sadiel Peña, Gabrielle Octavia Rucker, Alec Mateo, and Derica Shields, among others.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eCover Image © \u003cspan style=\"color: rgb(43, 0, 255);\"\u003e\u003ca rel=\"noopener\" href=\"https:\/\/47canal.us\/artists\/janiva-ellis\" style=\"color: rgb(43, 0, 255);\" target=\"_blank\"\u003eJaniva Ellis\u003c\/a\u003e,\u003c\/span\u003e \u003cem\u003eListen to the Soul Warrior\u003c\/em\u003e, 2023. 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In 1982, most remaining copies of the book were destroyed in the arson fire of \u003cem\u003eFag Rag\u003c\/em\u003e\/\u003cem\u003eGood Gay Poets\u003c\/em\u003e offices.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAlready known as a \"poet’s poet\" from \u003ci\u003eThe Hotel Wentley Poems\u003c\/i\u003e (1958), \u003ci\u003eAce of Pentacles\u003c\/i\u003e (1964), and \u003ci\u003eNerves\u003c\/i\u003e (1970), in 1972 Wieners moved to 44 Joy Street on Boston’s Beacon Hill, where he was involved with anti-war and gay liberation movements, the Beacon Hill Free School, and organizations devoted to the rights of people with mental health conditions. Out of this milieu emerged \u003ci\u003eBehind the State Capitol\u003c\/i\u003e, described by its author as “cinema decoupages; verses, abbreviated prose insights.” The book would be John Wieners’s last major poetical statement. 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Craig McMullen, a young boy in Nebraska, gets hit by a car on the way to get groceries on his bike. After having his leg amputated, he is bed-ridden, lonely, bored, and addicted to painkillers. His rare interactions with kids his own age, specifically with a neighbor boy who often spends the night, awaken within Craig feelings to further explore. When Craig’s uncle moves into the family home after serving time in the Navy, a world of hope, pain, mystery, and despair descends upon Craig and the McMullen family, giving the reader glimpses into how gay lives were secretly lived and horrifically extinguished in 1950s rural America. After a life of trauma and yearning, the adult Craig’s search for redemption and clarity ultimately lead him on a circular path. With an unforeseen ending that can only be described with the delicately complicated touch of Whitmore’s enigmatic prose, \u003cem\u003eNebraska\u003c\/em\u003e will stay in your mind long after finishing it.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background: white;\"\u003eThis book is beyond good. It is perfect. It may be the Great American Novel.  \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background: white;\"\u003e–\u003cstrong\u003eJohn Whittier Treat \u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: rgb(0, 0, 0);\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"background: white;\"\u003eVacillating between Denis Johnson's deadpan realism and Joe Brainard's acerbic longing, \u003c\/span\u003e\u003ci style=\"font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: start; widows: 2; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; word-spacing: 0px;\"\u003eNebraska\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: start; widows: 2; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; float: none; word-spacing: 0px;\"\u003e is a rare achievement in American letters, wherein Queer rurality is not a site of deprivation or estrangement--but power, capacity, and collective reckoning. Nearly lost to history, the novel--and its author-- is now mercifully salvaged, a book ahead of its time brought back to life. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: start; widows: 2; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; float: none; word-spacing: 0px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e–Ocean Vuong \u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"background: white;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"background: white;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: rgb(0, 0, 0);\"\u003eGeorge Whitmore's rawboned disturbing masterpiece chronicles working-class queer Midwestern life in the 1950s through the coming-of-age of a boy and his uncle. \u003ci\u003eNebraska\u003c\/i\u003e belongs in the canon of novels that look tenderly on the horrors of familial homophobia and state repression. Whitmore’s prose calls to mind Willa Cather \u0026amp; William S. Burroughs \u0026amp; even Jack Kerouac. Too much of our literature has been lost to the ongoing pandemics of AIDS and homophobia. We are very lucky to have this gorgeous edition of this lost classic, to be so haunted.\u003cspan style=\"mso-spacerun: yes;\"\u003e  \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"background: white;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: rgb(0, 0, 0);\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ci\u003e–\u003c\/i\u003eAndrea Lawlor\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"background: white;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: rgb(0, 0, 0);\"\u003eOf all the writers in the Violet Quill, George Whitmore had perhaps the snarkiest and most critical vision of gay life, from his first book, \u003ci\u003eThe Confessions of Danny Slocum\u003c\/i\u003e, about a man unable to achieve an orgasm, to what many consider his masterpiece, \u003ci\u003eNebraska\u003c\/i\u003e. And his earlier career in the theater gave him a keen sense of the dramatic, all on view in this wonderful last book.  \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"background: white;\" class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: rgb(0, 0, 0);\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e–Andrew Holleran\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: rgb(0, 0, 0);\"\u003eNo southern comfort here, no prairie romance… Whitmore has carved the most economical of nutshells, and I am astounded by his verve, his swerve, as we say, away from the antecedent masters of proletarian grotesque. Read \u003ci\u003eNebraska\u003c\/i\u003e in an afternoon and remember it, as I am doing, with an enduring shudder, a continuing realization that these little thistles have a wrong beauty of their own. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: rgb(0, 0, 0);\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e–Richard Howard\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: rgb(0, 0, 0);\"\u003e\u003ci\u003eNebraska\u003c\/i\u003e is nothing less than stunning… George Whitmore belongs in the company of Louise Erdrich, Alice Walker, Augustin Gomez-Arcos, and a few others who cross the line from gifted to brilliant… I would like to see everyone in the world read this book… Whitmore’s \u003ci\u003eNebraska\u003c\/i\u003e is perfect. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: rgb(0, 0, 0);\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e–\u003ci\u003eEdge\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: rgb(43, 0, 255);\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eReviews:\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: rgb(43, 0, 255);\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/2025\/09\/12\/fall-books-on-george-whitmores-nebraska\/\" style=\"color: rgb(43, 0, 255);\"\u003e\u003cem\u003eThe Paris Review\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: rgb(43, 0, 255);\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/lithub.com\/nebraska\/\" style=\"color: rgb(43, 0, 255);\"\u003e\u003cem\u003eLiterary Hub\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: rgb(43, 0, 255);\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/www.full-stop.net\/2025\/09\/15\/reviews\/natelippens\/nebraska-george-whitmore\/\" style=\"color: rgb(43, 0, 255);\"\u003e\u003cem\u003eFull Stop\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: rgb(43, 0, 255);\"\u003e\u003ca rel=\"noopener\" href=\"https:\/\/thebaffler.com\/latest\/trying-to-sound-sincere-peck\" style=\"color: rgb(43, 0, 255);\" target=\"_blank\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cem\u003eThe Baffler\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: rgb(43, 0, 255);\"\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/www.artforum.com\/lists\/best-of-books-2025\/joe-westmoreland\/\" style=\"color: rgb(43, 0, 255);\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cem\u003eArtforum (Best Books of 2025)\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: rgb(43, 0, 255);\"\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/literaryreview.co.uk\/growing-pains-10\" style=\"color: rgb(43, 0, 255);\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cem\u003eLiterary Review\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: rgb(43, 0, 255);\"\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/www.thenation.com\/article\/culture\/george-whitmore-queer-nebraska\/\" rel=\"noopener\" style=\"color: rgb(43, 0, 255);\" target=\"_blank\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cem\u003eThe Nation\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: rgb(43, 0, 255);\"\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/chireviewofbooks.com\/2025\/12\/16\/in-the-reissue-of-nebraska-by-george-whitmore-a-memorial-for-a-voice-lost-to-aids\/\" rel=\"noopener\" style=\"color: rgb(43, 0, 255);\" target=\"_blank\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cem\u003eChicago Review of Books\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: rgb(43, 0, 255);\"\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/lareviewofbooks.org\/article\/george-whitmore-nebraska-grove-gay-fiction-song-cave\/\" style=\"color: rgb(43, 0, 255);\" rel=\"noopener\" target=\"_blank\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cem\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: rgb(43, 0, 255);\"\u003eLos Angeles Review of Books\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: rgb(0, 0, 0);\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eGeorge Whitmore \u003c\/strong\u003e(September 27, 1945 – April 19, 1989) was an American playwright, novelist, and poet. He also wrote non-fiction accounts about homosexuality and AIDS. Raised in Denver, he received a BA degree in English and Theatre from MacMurray College in Jacksonville, Illinois, in 1967. Whitmore was awarded a Woodrow Wilson Fellowship and pursued graduate studies in the Theatre Department at Bennington College. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: rgb(0, 0, 0);\"\u003eOnce in New York City, Whitmore worked for Planned Parenthood (1968-1972) and the Citizens Housing and Planning Council of New York (1972-1981). Whitmore wrote poetry and short stories that were published in both gay and straight periodicals, as well as issued under his own imprint, the Free Milk Fund Press, which was headquartered in his Upper West Side apartment. Three of Whitmore's plays were produced in New York: \u003cem\u003eThe Caseworker\u003c\/em\u003e (1976), \u003cem\u003eTwo Plays for Three Women: Flight\/The Legacy\u003c\/em\u003e (1979), and \u003cem\u003eThe Rights\u003c\/em\u003e (1980), and three of his novels were also published: \u003cem\u003eThe Confessions of Danny Slocum\u003c\/em\u003e (1980), \u003cem\u003eDeep Dish\u003c\/em\u003e (serialized between 1980 and 1982), and \u003cem\u003eNebraska\u003c\/em\u003e (1987). The latter, loosely based on Whitmore's childhood memories, was developed from an earlier unproduced play and written during his residencies at the Edward Albee Foundation (1983) and the MacDowell Colony (1985). Whitmore was a member of a literary group known as the Violet Quill, whose seven authors are regarded as the strongest voices of the gay male experience in the post-Stonewall era: Christopher Cox, Robert Ferro, Michael Grumley, Andrew Holleran, Felice Picano, and Edmund White.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: rgb(0, 0, 0);\"\u003eAt the same time, his personal and professional communities were rapidly being overtaken by the AIDS epidemic, as gay male friends and colleagues around him began to get sick and die. Whitmore's response was perhaps his most important contribution to non-fiction literature: three interrelated articles and one book that focused on the human face of AIDS. Relying on his reporting skills and journalism contacts, he fashioned the first article for a general public already frightened by rising morbidity statistics: “Reaching Out to Someone With AIDS,” a profile of the daily life of an AIDS patient and his volunteer advocate, appeared in \u003cem\u003eThe New York Times Magazine\u003c\/em\u003e.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: rgb(0, 0, 0);\"\u003eA second article, “Someone Was Here,” ran in \u003cem\u003eGQ\u003c\/em\u003e the next year. Whitmore reused the title for his 1988 book, \u003cem\u003eSomeone Was Here: Profiles in the AIDS Epidemic\u003c\/em\u003e, which expanded on his \u003cem\u003eTimes\u003c\/em\u003e article by looking at the lives of patients’ families and medical professionals as well as the patients themselves, thereby emphasizing the toll of the disease on both the heterosexual and homosexual populations. In the essay, “Bearing Witness,” Whitmore revealed that he too was a victim of AIDS, having been diagnosed a year after the publication of his “Reaching Out” article. He was 43 years old when he died in New York on April 19, 1989, from AIDS-related complications, two years after the publication of \u003cem\u003eNebraska\u003c\/em\u003e.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"The Song Cave","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":44161865220269,"sku":"","price":18.95,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/1614\/5743\/files\/final_cover_ba2c6e09-1e9b-4521-ad46-379e103d07e7.jpg?v=1756751900"},{"product_id":"writing-a-letter-act-1-stills-by-collier-schorr","title":"Writing a Letter: Akerman Ballet, Act 1 by Collier Schorr","description":"\u003cp\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/the-song-cave.com\/products\/akerman-schorr-bundle\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(255, 42, 0);\"\u003eCan also be purchased as a bundle with Chantal Akerman's \u003cem\u003eMy Mother Laughs\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eIntroduction by Peggy Phelan\u003c\/strong\u003e.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eFor many years, Collier Schorr has been creating a ballet inspired by Chantal Akerman’s film \u003cem\u003eJe tu il elle\u003c\/em\u003e. Following the film’s themes of transparency, sexuality, shame, and love, Schorr has directed a piece consisting of videotaped dances in which she includes herself as a character alongside her fellow dancers. “Akerman played herself in \u003cem\u003eJe tu il elle\u003c\/em\u003e,” she says, “because she knew no actress could be as awkward as she was. I feel the same.” Incredibly intimate, risky, and questioning aspects of age, gender, and racial norms historically underrepresented in ballet, Schorr wanted “to tell another story, based on the ones that Chantal Akerman had told me, about power and desire and compulsion and essentially free speech in the male-dominated field...” In \u003cem\u003eWriting a Letter: Akerman Ballet, Act 1\u003c\/em\u003e, Schorr has pulled a large collection of film stills from the first act of this ballet. Published as a stand-alone document of one artist vigorously in conversation with another’s work, it is also an example of the way queer histories can be shared and cared for through adoration, adaptation, and repetition. A heady act of love, in itself.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cem\u003eWe will also be rereleasing our edition of Chantal Akerman’s memoir, My Mother Laughs, in concert with the release of Collier Schorr’s book.\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cem\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: rgb(43, 0, 255);\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca style=\"color: rgb(43, 0, 255); text-decoration: underline;\" href=\"https:\/\/www.screenslate.com\/articles\/writing-letter-collier-schorr-romance-adapting-akerman\" rel=\"noopener\" target=\"_blank\"\u003eArticles:\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: rgb(43, 0, 255);\"\u003e\u003cem\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca style=\"color: rgb(43, 0, 255);\" href=\"https:\/\/www.screenslate.com\/articles\/writing-letter-collier-schorr-romance-adapting-akerman\" rel=\"noopener\" target=\"_blank\"\u003eScreen Slate\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: rgb(43, 0, 255);\"\u003e\u003cem\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca style=\"color: rgb(43, 0, 255);\" href=\"https:\/\/musemagazine.it\/articles\/writing-a-letter-akerman-ballet-act-1-by-collier-schorr-en\/\" rel=\"noopener\" target=\"_blank\"\u003eMuse Magazine\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: rgb(43, 0, 255);\"\u003e\u003cem\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca style=\"color: rgb(43, 0, 255);\" href=\"https:\/\/www.dazeddigital.com\/art-photography\/gallery\/37227\/3\/collier-schorr-writing-a-letter-2026\" rel=\"noopener\" target=\"_blank\"\u003eDazed\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: rgb(43, 0, 255);\"\u003e\u003cem\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca style=\"color: rgb(43, 0, 255);\" href=\"https:\/\/www.harpersbazaar.com\/culture\/a73229980\/collier-schorr-writing-letter-akerman-ballet-interview\/\" rel=\"noopener\" target=\"_blank\"\u003eHarper's Bazaar\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eAs part of the New York art world of the late ‘80s and early ‘90s, \u003cstrong\u003eCollier Schorr\u003c\/strong\u003e mined, in her early work, the vernacular of postmodernism to create photographs that toe the line between documentary and fiction. Often using her subjects allegorically, Schorr navigates the auspices of identity politics to ask beguiling questions about the nomenclature of selfhood. Her range of imagery, from atmospheric portraiture to hard glamour, has been used in advertising campaigns for Louis Vuitton, Saint Laurent Paris, Commes des Garçons, Hermès, and Calvin Klein, to name a few. Schorr has exhibited widely in the United States and Europe and is represented by 303 Gallery in New York and Modern Art in London. Schorr’s work is also represented in many public collections including the Museum of Modern Art, the Whitney Museum of American Art, the Jewish Museum, and the Walker Art Center. Her essays have also appeared in various museum catalogs and magazines. In the last few years, Schorr undertook to adapt Chantal Akerman’s seminal and personal film \u003cem\u003eJe tu il elle\u003c\/em\u003e into a full-length dance piece made specifically for video and to be published as a movement script. Schorr was appointed to the Yale faculty in 2003 and is currently senior critic in photography.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"The Song Cave","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":45378599223469,"sku":null,"price":29.95,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/1614\/5743\/files\/979-8-9931811-2-7_662db535-aec9-4822-97bb-3e9b090f5d50.jpg?v=1782828064"},{"product_id":"chimes-a-monologue-by-tom-cole","title":"Chimes: A Monologue by Tom Cole","description":"\u003cp\u003eThrough a striking and unforgettable performative monologue, Tom Cole’s \u003cem\u003eChimes \u003c\/em\u003eintroduces the distinctive voice of a first-person narrator mentally indexing his lifetime of memories. His individual experiences of shame, addiction, and self-destructive behavior are recounted with mischievous humor, even if they have left lasting scars. Now, after months of monotonous solitude, a storm of unresolved issues resurfaces, triggered by the incessant and irritating clang of an out-of-town neighbor’s outdoor wind chime. As his self-examinations become an obsession, feelings of alienation and unworthiness worsen and lead to unconventional solutions.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eIn the tradition of the plays of Rainer Werner Fassbinder, Georg Büchner, Charles Ludlam, and Sarah Kane, Cole weaves the very bleakest of humor with startling and heartbreaking feats of intimate self-reflection. Speaking on issues of class, sex, intimacy, and the highs and lows of queer reality today, \u003cem\u003eChimes\u003c\/em\u003e asks how and where one finds the answers to living a complicated life. \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003e\"I picture Tom Cole on a bare stage reciting \u003ci\u003eChimes\u003c\/i\u003e to an audience who lie on cots in the dark. They slip in and out of consciousness and their own lonely dreams, which intermingle with Cole’s stories of isolation and longing, sexual desire and addiction. The Sun rises and Cole finishes. Everyone opens their eyes and stares into space. It wins a Tony.\" —\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eCharlie Kaufman\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003e\u003cem\u003e\"Chimes \u003c\/em\u003erevolves on the axis of hope and degradation\u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e—a story as old as time. Mainly our hero keeps going, through shame, through drugs, through mania, through the isolation of the pandemic and other kinds of isolation. Through the grandeur of self-obliterating sex, with its own regulations and community norms. Lyrical insight and pangs of humor spangle this darkness like stars. Am I a monster? Or is this what it means to be a person?\" \u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e—\u003cb\u003eRobert Glück\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cem\u003e\"Chimes\u003c\/em\u003e is an intimate shape shifter—it’s a poem, a novella, a play, a prayer—carnal, spiritual, sweet \u0026amp; funny. I love this book.\" —\u003cstrong\u003eEileen Myles\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\"In Tom Cole’s stunning debut, \u003cem\u003eChimes\u003c\/em\u003e, clean, sparkling writing takes us into the mind of an unnamed narrator as he shares memories, dreams, and moving attempts toward making peace with the world. Cole’s crisp style and humor took me from laughing out loud to questioning my own sanity.\" —\u003cstrong\u003eJoe Westmoreland\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: rgb(43, 0, 255); text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eArticles:\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: rgb(43, 0, 255);\"\u003e\u003cem\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/bombmagazine.org\/articles\/2026\/09\/15\/tom-cole-chimes-a-monologue\/\" style=\"color: rgb(43, 0, 255); text-decoration: underline;\"\u003eBOMB\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: rgb(43, 0, 255);\"\u003e\u003cem\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/thebaffler.com\/latest\/desperate-living-wilson\" style=\"color: rgb(43, 0, 255); text-decoration: underline;\"\u003eThe Baffler\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: rgb(43, 0, 255);\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cem\u003e\u003ca style=\"color: rgb(43, 0, 255); text-decoration: underline;\" href=\"https:\/\/www.publishersweekly.com\/9798993181134\" rel=\"noopener\" target=\"_blank\"\u003ePublishers Weekly\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/www.full-stop.net\/2026\/07\/31\/reviews\/natelippens\/chimes-a-monologue-tom-cole\/\" rel=\"noopener\" target=\"_blank\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: rgb(43, 0, 255); text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cem\u003eFull Stop\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/lithub.com\/tom-cole-on-autofiction-shame-based-writing-and-being-an-unreliable-narrator\/\" rel=\"noopener\" target=\"_blank\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: rgb(43, 0, 255); text-decoration: underline;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cem\u003eInterview with Morgan Bassichis in Lit Hub\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eTom Cole\u003c\/strong\u003e is a writer, performer, and artist living in the Lower East Side and Kingston, NY. His work has been presented at Participant Inc, Thread Waxing Space, Art on Air, Dixon Place, Clocktower Gallery, ICA Boston, Performa, Howl Arts, Poetry Project, and the Boston Center for the Arts. He is a three-time MacDowell Playwriting fellow, and an Edward Albee Foundation Playwriting fellow. Tom heads the New Play Commissioning Program at True Love Productions, where he commissioned, developed and produced Heidi Shreck’s \u003cem\u003eWhat the Constitution Means\u003c\/em\u003e \u003cem\u003eto Me\u003c\/em\u003e (Pulitzer Prize Finalist, two Tony nominations, Amazon Prime Original), as well as commissioning and developing major works by Craig Lucas, Nathan Alan Davis, Sheila Callaghan, and others. With True Love Productions, he has worked on over 20 Broadway productions, as well as a dozen Off-Broadway events, including \u003cem\u003eWell\u003c\/em\u003e, \u003cem\u003eThe Flick\u003c\/em\u003e, \u003cem\u003eSleep No More\u003c\/em\u003e, \u003cem\u003eSkylight\u003c\/em\u003e, \u003cem\u003eShockheaded Peter\u003c\/em\u003e, \u003cem\u003eMedea \u003c\/em\u003eand \u003cem\u003eWaverly Gallery\u003c\/em\u003e.  He co-produced ANOHNI’s \u003cem\u003eTurning\u003c\/em\u003e (St. Ann’s Warehouse) in 2004, as well as her performance \u003cem\u003eHopelessness\u003c\/em\u003e (Park Avenue Armory), and acted as assistant director\/dramaturg\/actor for \u003cem\u003eShe Who Saw Beautiful Things\u003c\/em\u003e (The Kitchen). He was the artistic director of the Market Theater in Boston during its acclaimed 2000-2002 seasons, where he presented new work by ANOHNI and the Johnsons, David Mamet, Ricky Jay, Ping Chong, Frederick Wiseman, and Biljana Srbljanovic. In 1991, Tom worked with Robert Wilson on his production of \u003cem\u003eWhen We Dead Awaken\u003c\/em\u003e, (American Repertory Theater), and from 1991-2001 assisted David Mamet on all of his major works. His writing has been anthologized in \u003cem\u003ePathetic Literature\u003c\/em\u003e, edited by Eileen Myles; \u003cem\u003eSluts\u003c\/em\u003e, edited by Michelle Tea; \u003cem\u003eFlesh and the Word 4\u003c\/em\u003e, edited by Michael Lowenthal; \u003cem\u003eThis New Breed\u003c\/em\u003e edited by Rudy Kikel; and \u003cem\u003eFlashpoint\u003c\/em\u003e, edited by Michael Bronski.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eCover drawing by \u003cstrong\u003eMichael Leonard\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"The Song Cave","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":45378607448237,"sku":null,"price":18.95,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/1614\/5743\/files\/finalcovermockup.jpg?v=1764268841"},{"product_id":"dwightiana-the-art-of-dwight-ripley","title":"Dwightiana: The Art of Dwight Ripley","description":"\u003cdiv\u003e\u003cspan\u003e\u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e\n\u003cstrong\u003eEssays by Francesca Balboni, Douglas Crase, and Timothy Young.\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e\u003cspan\u003eBalancing somewhere between Cold War fears of the atomic bomb and the deserts where the bombs were tested, we find the magical drawings of Dwight Ripley. With his closest friends including Helen Frankenthaler, Grace Hartigan, Peggy Guggenheim (she claimed once to be his fiancée), filmmaker Marie Menken, and mega-critic Clement Greenberg, one might wonder how he never found his way into qrtworld celebrity. Now, thanks to a recently discovered suitcase of drawings, his work is being exhibited again—to be seen in the context of our own anxious age. Parallel to his beautiful, intricate drawings stands the life of a modest man who was also an expert botanist. Ripley and his partner Rupert Barneby, discovered seventy-four new species of plants in the deserts of Mexico and the United States. He was meanwhile a fervent but anonymous benefactor of mid-century art in New York (as foundational donor of the Tibor de Nagy Gallery he funded the publication of Frank O’Hara’s first book, among other projects). This landmark catalogue features more than fifty drawings, along with photographs, and archival items. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e","brand":"The Song Cave","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":67152986538157,"sku":null,"price":40.0,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/1614\/5743\/files\/979-8-9931811-7-2_6.jpg?v=1791395685"}],"url":"https:\/\/the-song-cave.com\/collections\/lgbtqia.oembed?page=2","provider":"The Song Cave","version":"1.0","type":"link"}