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Friday, October 09, 2015
Thursday, October 08, 2015
POET LORE
The new issue of Poet Lore magazine is out.
A few of the voices you can enjoy are:
Abdul Ali
Robin Becker
Grace Cavalieri
Jessica Greenbaum
Tony Hoagland
David Lehman
Carl Phillips
Margaret Randall
R.T. Smith
Janice Lynch Schuster and many more.
www.poetlore.com
God takes a day off while the Devil is hard at work everyday. Go figure...
LAURIE ADAMSON//ADAMSON GALLERY
I took this picture today of Laurie Adamson. She's the director of the Adamson Gallery located at 1515 Fourteenth Street, NW.
Below is a link to the website for the Adamson Gallery. For much of the year they had been showing Gordon Parks: Segregation Story. Pictures Parks took in Alabama in 1956.
www.adamsongallery.com
RENEE STOUT
Try not to miss Renee Stout's WILD WORLD at the Hemphill Gallery (1515 14th Street, NW). The exhibit will be there until December 19th. There are many pieces that will communicate with you on another frequency. Stout's work transports the viewer into a space almost magical. One can stand in the "crossroads" of the gallery and listen to her spirit detector.I found myself looking over my shoulder on the way out - the art beckoning one's soul to return.
Photo of Elegba (Spirit of the Crossroads) by Ethelbert
MICHON BOSTON
A good day is a day spent with a good friend. Michon Boston and I took time away from our many projects and went to see Rene Stout's exhibit at the Hemphill Gallery. Michon is a woman to watch in 2016. She has already emerged as a cultural leader in the DC area. Here is a link to her blog:
http://www.eclectique916.com/
http://www.eclectique916.com/
Wednesday, October 07, 2015
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9 INNINGS
IS NOT ENOUGH TIME FOR ROMANCE
When baseball season ends the lead back to first base
becomes shorter. This was a disappointing year for The Nationals and every fan
who loved Ian Desmond. How long must we continue to wait for the Great Pumpkin?
What’s wrong with us? Why are so many
men walking around this city talking to themselves? Mental illness is knowing
the pitch is coming but being unable to hit it.
Too many of us drop our bats in front of home plate and have problems
deciding whether to walk out into the field or turn and simply hide in the
dugout.
This year found me several times at the ballpark with
friends. I will remember this on Thanksgiving Day. On a number of occasions I
had a sweet seat for the game. Yes, I saw some poor managing up close and
frightening. I guess the owners did too. Remember when fans ran out onto the
field and delayed the game while overweight security guards tried to tackle
them? I love nostalgia. If one is not
careful it can become as comfortable as losing. Yes, I wanted to do the funky
butt behind second base. Oh, and Mr. Met has a big head.
I want to believe next year will be better for The
Nationals. I want to hear a song I can slow dance to. This season there was a
period in which about 15 guys on the roster were hitting below their weight.
Calling in a relief pitcher from the Nats bullpen was similar to catching the #
53 bus on 14th Street, NW.
You keep waiting for it to come but it doesn’t. I’m still counting the
walks in that game against New York.
If I were younger The Nationals would have placed me in
therapy. Give me my meds and a Storen in the 8th inning. Still, there is
something beautiful about baseball’s pain and fever. Yes, Job was a Cub fan and
I’m starting to take notes. The Devil was always against interleague play.
It’s almost the end of the year. I turn 65 this month and it
feels like my season might end too. I’ve
never been the winter type. The cold and snow never made the fireplace romantic
for me. I love sweaters but nudity can be contagious. The idea of a few months
without baseball might be a blessing. There were so many games this year that
made me unhappy. I found myself getting upset with players. Not a good sign or
a thing you do if you’re a true fan. But I can still see Ramos running slow to
first base. I think it was almost
December when he finally touched the bag.
Soon I’ll be checking next year’s calendar like a pitcher
waiting for spring training to begin. Baseball is eternal Spring. Even as I
turn my collar up against the cold, there is always the feeling that hope like warm
air, is a late inning rally. Soon President Obama will enter the last year of
his presidency. He will walk out of the White House with Michelle, board a
helicopter and wave good-bye. So many Nats will have departed before him. Washington remains sometimes best seen from
the sky. On the ground we struggle to win.
Like Yogi once said – “it seems like déjà vu all over again.”
Letelier-Moffitt Human Rights Awards 2015
Last night the Institute for Policy Studies (IPS) held its 39th Annual Letelier-Moffitt Human Rights Awards at the Carnegie Institution for Science. This has become the key location each year. The LM Awards follow the annual Sheridan Circle Memorial Service which was held last month at Sheridan Circle. Each year we honor and remember Orlando Letelier and Ronni Moffitt who were killed in a car bombing on September 21, 1976. This crime was traced back to the Pinochet government in Chile.
Last night IPS honored Daryl Atkinson and the Southern Coalition for Social Justice (SCSJ) and Almudena Bernabeu and the Center for Justice and Accountability( CJA).
Here are links to the two organizations they represent:
http://www.southerncoalition.org/
http://www.cja.org/
Below: John Cavanagh, Daryl Atkinson and Almudena Bernabeu.
Last night IPS honored Daryl Atkinson and the Southern Coalition for Social Justice (SCSJ) and Almudena Bernabeu and the Center for Justice and Accountability( CJA).
Here are links to the two organizations they represent:
http://www.southerncoalition.org/
http://www.cja.org/
Below: John Cavanagh, Daryl Atkinson and Almudena Bernabeu.
Tuesday, October 06, 2015
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THE WASHINGTONIAN - SPECIAL EDITION
A good purchase this month is the 50th Anniversary edition of THE WASHINGTONIAN magazine.
It's filled with great pictures and stories of DC history from the last 50 years. The oral history account of Lawrence Taylor breaking Joe Theismann's leg back in 1985 is worth the price of admission into this issue. Of course you could also purchase the magazine just to see my face on page 73.
Monday, October 05, 2015
JUST CALL ME
From the writer Jonathan Coleman:
I know it may seem a stretch, but I can see E. Ethelbert Miller in the dugout next season. He has the stern demeanor that this club requires--there would have been no Papelbon--Harper skirmish on a Miller-managed team--but he also has the ability to inject levity where needed. He is used to traveling a lot. The players would respect him. I know the Lerners will not want to pay Miller what he is worth, but this move is the one to make.
Sunday, October 04, 2015
The E Project:
Take Your Pick (But Choose Wisely)
A chat with Kirsten Porter, editor of
the upcoming The Collected Poems of E. Ethelbert
Miller
There is no set recipe for the making of a
book of collected works.
An editor’s choices should bring something
new to the table.
Choices.
Please do not ask me if I want Chinese take-out or pizza. In a crowded
movie theater, do not tell me to choose where we will sit. Packing for a trip,
I will throw in my suitcase six blouses in different shades of purple and end
up wearing only one. I can teach a course on indecisiveness.
But now I must master the art of decision making as editor
of a book of collected poems. How do other editors navigate through so many
choices? As I mentioned in my previous post, I turn to my own bookshelves for
ample research to answer this question. My home office becomes the site of a
new building project as I make towers of books—the collected poems of Walt
Whitman, Gwendolyn Brooks, C.K. Williams. My floor disappears under a stack of
selected works by William Stafford, Maya Angelou, and Dylan Thomas. My
Pomeranian narrowly misses knocking over the leaning tower of poems by
Elizabeth Bishop, Langston Hughes, and Louise Glück. When I finish building, I begin to
research the collections to understand my editorial options.
And then I was able to breathe. The art of my decision
making for this collected poems project was rooted in the knowledge that there were
many choices to make but no set rules for the blueprint of my book. For as many
collections as I pored over, no two editors followed the same arrangement. This
was a relief—I had freedom to make my own choices. This was also a small moment
of panic—I had freedom to make my own choices.
So, I began making decisions, one choice at a time. An epigraph
to start off the collection? Sure. How about using two? Quotes by artist Andy
Warhol and author André Gide were strong openers for Ethelbert’s Collected Poems. No, let’s go with one. Warhol won the honor. Acknowledgements
at the beginning or end? Let’s start the book with gratitude, thanking those
who have supported this project and are eagerly awaiting its publication. (Note
to self: don’t forget to thank your parents here.) And now for the arrangement
of the poems.
I had to take special consideration on many of these choices
based on the project at hand. With such a large body of poems spanning over
forty years of Ethelbert’s career, I needed to create some organizational
features. The book was demanding sections—fourteen sections, to be exact. The
first section would be called the Early
Poems; this was work dating back to the 1970s when Ethelbert’s career as
writer and literary activist was just beginning. These first poems, many of
which few readers have seen before, were pulled from Ethelbert’s personal
collections and from his archives at the Gelman Library in Washington, D.C. The
next twelve sections would be from already published collections, both
hard-copy and online publications. The last section would be called the New Poems. Like the early poems, this
final assemblage of new poems would be a gift to those familiar with
Ethelbert’s work and new readers alike as most of the poems in this section had
never been published before.
Choices. Many to make, and these were just a few editorial
decisions I needed to sift through, weighing out the pros and cons while
holding tight to the vision I had created for this project with Ethelbert. In
the end, maybe I’m not as indecisive as I thought.
Okay, let’s do pizza tonight. Deep dish or thin crust? Which
toppings? Extra cheese?
Oh, you decide.
Join me next
month for some archive diving. Like Adrienne Rich, we’ll go “diving into the
wreck” to search for the treasures within Ethelbert’s
early work. Scuba gear optional!
*Coming Spring 2016: The Collected
Poems of E. Ethelbert Miller
IN THE SHADOWS THERE ARE MEN
Nice to see two short reviews of books by David Nicholson and Percival Everett in the New York Times Book Review today. I read Nicholson's FLYING HOME in manuscript. Yes, the man writes with "sensitivity and grace." Everett is a genius; we need to read beyond ERASURE. The next time someone decides to give out one of those lifetime achievement awards give this guy a call. 30 books already? His new one is HALF AN INCH OF WATER.
Be sure to read "Barberism" by Terrance Hayes in the New York Times Magazine. It's a gem of a poem.
During the month of October I'll be returning to the work of Stanley Crouch. I spent the morning reading ALWAYS IN PURSUIT. The essays made me pull my Ellington out. Oh, the transbluesency of another day.
Saturday, October 03, 2015
BUSBOYS AND POETS - 10TH ANNIVERSARY
Has it been a decade already? 10 years of Busboys and Poets. Wow! I did one of the first programs there with television anchor Wendy Rieger. Andy still had brown paper covering the windows back then. Over the years Busboys and Poets has been a place not just for food but also intellectual nourishment. I have no idea how many times I've spoken at one of the locations. I do know the Busboys located at 14th and V Street, NW is where I met Grace A. Ali who would become a very special friend; that was 10 years ago. Today Grace is a digital curator and the publisher of the online OF NOTE MAGAZINE. She contacted Andy earlier in the week and told him she couldn't attend last night's big event. But many folks did turn out - hundreds by my estimation - including Mayor Bowser, Angela Davis and Bill Ayers. IPS was well represented. I saw enough poets to compile another anthology. It was great to hug the talented Holly Bass again. I gave a long speechless embrace to Philippa Hughes - a person I admire and love dearly. I hadn't seen her in a spell. Oh, and there in the crowd with wife-wonderful was Marc Steiner - the man who hosts one of the best radio programs in the country. Fun to laugh with him and be progressive crazy. Talkin' crazy - I spent a good part of the evening talking baseball with a few folks. So much agreement on who not to let back into the Nats clubhouse next year.
Below a picture of Andy Shallal and Denise King-Miller.
Below a picture of Andy Shallal and Denise King-Miller.
Friday, October 02, 2015
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October
Slowly getting things in order. Working on projects, pushing myself to do more. The key is to develop a productive work schedule and routine.
It's October so I need to prepare myself for my own playoffs.
Reading the work of Stanley Crouch this month. Starting with -
ALWAYS IN PURSUIT: Fresh American Perspectives, 1995-1997
Rain falling...watch the puddles.
It's October so I need to prepare myself for my own playoffs.
Reading the work of Stanley Crouch this month. Starting with -
ALWAYS IN PURSUIT: Fresh American Perspectives, 1995-1997
Rain falling...watch the puddles.
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Thursday, October 01, 2015
The President just delivered a statement on today's shooting in Oregon. And one thing he said is certainly ringing in the minds of Americans across the country right now, no matter their politics: "We are the only advanced country in the world that sees these shootings every few months." As the details surrounding today's tragedy continue to unfold, this is something every American should watch. Watch now. ![]() |













