tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85332219507763270162024-03-19T00:42:30.883-04:00ab chaos poesis: made things arising Blog originally designed for the cruelest month, when I scratch out a poem a day in order to stay connected to Robin Reagler. Now also a repository for my matters poetry.
(Ab Chaos Poesis is a riff on Ab Chaos Lex, which is Joyce's joke on the catholic motto, ab chaos ordo.) (No relation to the metal band which is top fifty results of a 2020 google search to check the latin.)
A Quinlanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03092929911837013786noreply@blogger.comBlogger71125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533221950776327016.post-64218604253319327782022-02-09T12:52:00.001-05:002022-02-09T12:52:17.237-05:00GLINT : 2 poems in Glint <p> In a gorgeous Winter issue, Brenda Mann Hammack and <a href="https://glintjournal.wordpress.com/glint-issue-12-winter-2021/" target="_blank">Glint Literary Journal</a> published one of my fave and oft-rejected lapsed-Catholic poems, <a href="https://glintjournal.wordpress.com/glint-12-poetry-alexis-quinlan/" target="_blank">"Parable of the Talents," along with "Rite."</a> I am grateful. </p>A Quinlanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03092929911837013786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533221950776327016.post-52685341697925887902022-02-05T10:54:00.001-05:002022-02-05T10:54:23.346-05:00"We Warned You" -- a full M&M run-through -- is up on Word For/Word<p> Jonathan Minton at Word For/Word has added <a href="http://www.wordforword.info/vol38/Quinlan.html" target="_blank">a complete Mourning & Melancholia run-through, "We Warned You,"</a> in issue 38 and I'm glad. </p><p><br /></p><div class="page" title="Page 3"><img alt="page3image15959056" height="612.000000" src="blob:https://www.blogger.com/0e8a5496-16df-4e01-98c2-38d127ee596b" width="792.000000" /></div>A Quinlanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03092929911837013786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533221950776327016.post-63764449230582343842021-09-17T13:58:00.003-04:002021-09-17T13:58:37.861-04:00Saturn:<h4 style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">Saturn is everything, but I snagged a little corner of him in a poem that <a href="https://www.ekphrastic.net/ekphrastic-journal/saturn-by-alexis-quinlan" target="_blank">Ekphrastic Review</a> ran last week:</span></h4><p><span style="caret-color: rgb(42, 42, 42); color: #2a2a2a; font-family: "Quattrocento Sans", sans-serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;"><span> <span> </span> </span>They would dub his the Golden Age</span><br style="caret-color: rgb(42, 42, 42); color: #2a2a2a; font-family: "Quattrocento Sans", sans-serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;" /><span style="caret-color: rgb(42, 42, 42); color: #2a2a2a; font-family: "Quattrocento Sans", sans-serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;"><span> <span> </span></span>which he'd predicted and molded</span><br style="caret-color: rgb(42, 42, 42); color: #2a2a2a; font-family: "Quattrocento Sans", sans-serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;" /><span style="caret-color: rgb(42, 42, 42); color: #2a2a2a; font-family: "Quattrocento Sans", sans-serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;"><span> <span> </span></span>but didn't contemplate.</span><br style="caret-color: rgb(42, 42, 42); color: #2a2a2a; font-family: "Quattrocento Sans", sans-serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;" /><span style="caret-color: rgb(42, 42, 42); color: #2a2a2a; font-family: "Quattrocento Sans", sans-serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;"><span> <span> </span></span>Even gods can’t quite imagine their ends.</span></p><p><span style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #2a2a2a; font-family: georgia;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(42, 42, 42);"><br /></span></span></span></p><p><span style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #2a2a2a; font-family: georgia;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(42, 42, 42);">Even now, as usual, I can't help but re-write:</span></span></span></p><p><span style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #2a2a2a; font-family: georgia;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(42, 42, 42);"><span> </span>They would dub his age Golden / as he'd predicted and molded / but didn't see whole...</span></span></span></p><p><span style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #2a2a2a; font-family: georgia;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(42, 42, 42);">Hmmmm. </span></span></span></p><p><span style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #2a2a2a; font-family: georgia;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(42, 42, 42);"><span> </span>/ but never saw whole </span></span></span></p><p><span style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #2a2a2a; font-family: georgia;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(42, 42, 42);"><span> </span>/ but didn't fathom...? </span></span></span></p><p><span style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #2a2a2a; font-family: georgia;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(42, 42, 42);">Good afternoon. </span></span></span></p>A Quinlanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03092929911837013786noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533221950776327016.post-5577857437613074012021-06-09T10:41:00.000-04:002021-06-09T10:41:10.285-04:00My poem on adjunct teaching, medieval nuns, and finance is up on Juked<p>I'm pretty happy that Juked make a space for this poem which probably has a very limited audience....</p><p><br /></p><p><a href="http://www.juked.com/2021/05/alexis-quinlan-when-summer-approaches.asp" target="_blank"> When summer approaches, adjunct teachers worry about money</a></p><p><br /></p><p class="poem" style="font-family: "Book Antiqua", "Times New Roman", Garamond; font-size: 16px; line-height: 28px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-indent: -20px;"> ii</p><p class="poem" style="font-family: "Book Antiqua", "Times New Roman", Garamond; font-size: 16px; line-height: 28px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-indent: -20px;">imagine this (or at least consider) I’m Clare of Assisi & I’ve got a little convent</p><p class="poem" style="font-family: "Book Antiqua", "Times New Roman", Garamond; font-size: 16px; line-height: 28px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-indent: -20px;">in 1227 so petitioning Greg 9 (pope) for “the one thing that is necessary”:</p><p class="poem" style="font-family: "Book Antiqua", "Times New Roman", Garamond; font-size: 16px; line-height: 28px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-indent: -20px;">privilege of a possession-free world</p><p class="poem" style="font-family: "Book Antiqua", "Times New Roman", Garamond; font-size: 16px; line-height: 28px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-indent: -20px;"><br /></p><p class="poem" style="font-family: "Book Antiqua", "Times New Roman", Garamond; font-size: 16px; line-height: 28px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-indent: -20px;">pope’s opposed since such a world is bad for consumer capitalism kidding!</p><p class="poem" style="font-family: "Book Antiqua", "Times New Roman", Garamond; font-size: 16px; line-height: 28px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-indent: -20px;">fears empty-bellied women doing good will upset soup carts then there’s Francis</p><p class="poem" style="font-family: "Book Antiqua", "Times New Roman", Garamond; font-size: 16px; line-height: 28px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-indent: -20px;">already in Assisi</p><p class="poem" style="font-family: "Book Antiqua", "Times New Roman", Garamond; font-size: 16px; line-height: 28px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-indent: -20px;"><br /></p><p class="poem" style="font-family: "Book Antiqua", "Times New Roman", Garamond; font-size: 16px; line-height: 28px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-indent: -20px;">famed for his hunger games </p>A Quinlanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03092929911837013786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533221950776327016.post-36205679609620483152021-04-24T09:25:00.000-04:002021-04-24T09:25:15.219-04:00Solastalgia on Refuse: A Journal of Iconoclasms<p><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><a href="https://refusejournal.com/solastalgia/" style="color: #543372; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank">My "poem" </a>mixes a little </span><span class="r-18u37iz" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><a class="css-4rbku5 css-18t94o4 css-901oao css-16my406 r-daml9f r-1loqt21 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0" dir="ltr" href="https://twitter.com/hashtag/solastalgia?src=hashtag_click" role="link" style="color: #543372; text-decoration: none;">#solastalgia</a></span><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"> (distress caused by degradation of one’s environment) into a lesson plan on strip vs. deep mining designed for Kentucky 3rd-graders </span><a class="css-4rbku5 css-18t94o4 css-901oao css-16my406 r-daml9f r-1loqt21 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0" dir="ltr" href="https://t.co/W2nNjK4yw0?amp=1" rel="noopener noreferrer" role="link" style="color: #543372; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"><span aria-hidden="true" class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-hiw28u r-qvk6io r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0">https://</span>refusejournal.com/solastalgia/</a><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"> </span></p><div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-3432459889053520870" itemprop="description articleBody" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.4; position: relative; width: 536px;"><p><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0"><br /></span></p><p><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0">The whole Refuse journal is fab-thanks </span><a class="css-4rbku5 css-18t94o4 css-901oao css-16my406 r-daml9f r-1loqt21 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0" dir="ltr" href="https://twitter.com/marginatalia" role="link" style="color: #543372; text-decoration: none;">@marginatalia</a> Natalia Smirnov who writes:</p><p><span style="background-color: #eeeadd; font-family: -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Oxygen-Sans, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif;"></span></p><blockquote>Is the Refusal Turn something different than the previous turns, something that refuses to pay tribute to the canon and beat its many dead horses? Could this turn, rather than branching fractally off of the original DNA, instead turn on itself, begin to eat and metabolize and decompose its own material, like a cancer, an ouroboros, an auto-cannibal? </blockquote></div>A Quinlanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03092929911837013786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533221950776327016.post-65880042235515325452020-09-27T19:15:00.001-04:002020-09-27T19:15:11.383-04:00Motherland on What Rough Beast<p>A poem about the family politics has been up on Indolent Books' What Rough Beast for a while. When I say "family politics," I mean mother's politics, and the poem is called "Motherland." I don't think she'd have survived the last few years. I'm awfully hard on her here, as I often was. No doubt that's why it took me so long to post. <a href="https://www.indolentbooks.com/what-rough-beast-poem-for-september-4th-2018/" target="_blank">It's linked here</a> and begins:</p><p><br /></p><p style="border: 0px; caret-color: rgb(39, 39, 39); color: #272727; font-family: "Titillium Web", "Helvetica Neue", helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; margin: 0px 0px 1.5em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><strong style="border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-style: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Motherland</strong></p><p style="border: 0px; caret-color: rgb(39, 39, 39); color: #272727; font-family: "Titillium Web", "Helvetica Neue", helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; margin: 0px 0px 1.5em; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Mother was a party girl—volunteered<br />for Dems, loved her U.S. history—and<br />I’m sort of a party girl, and yesterday<br />at a get-out-the-vote phone bank<br />I spotted her across the room for a split—<br />just a quick—the old ugliness dropped<br />away. She must’ve rotted by now, the witch,<br />but this year friends bring her up. How<br />she drew us near to argue, debate,<br />to rap on her principles, her America.<br />But any fine idea can veer off the path,<br />a child astray, blue-white disappointment....</p>A Quinlanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03092929911837013786noreply@blogger.com0Al Farafra Desert, New Valley Governorate, Egypt27.0658558 26.7967849-2.4054029505706573 -8.3594650999999942 56.537114550570664 61.953034899999992tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533221950776327016.post-34098376925824996192020-08-13T12:42:00.002-04:002020-09-27T18:57:58.634-04:00Lyn Hejinian on workshops and being "better than I am" and not falling back<p><span style="font-family: georgia;">Listen to </span><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?time_continue=2817&v=sMv5IIbIhH4&feature=emb_logo" style="font-family: georgia;" target="_blank">Lyn Hejinian giving a Harvard Woodberry Lecture called Reinventing the Workshop</a><span style="font-family: georgia;">. This occurred in 2014, and she clarifies that she isn't interested in workshops for the poet who speaks from his or her heart, though "profound experience" and "astute observation" are favorably mentioned. In contrast, she spends a lot of time on so-called procedural methods of making poems. These are poems in which the author function gets pushed out of primacy. (My heart!) (We are late to all the parties.) </span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;">On Harvard's site, she is quoted on this philosophy of a communal poesis--or the questioning of authorship--that constitutes the reinvention of the workshop in her lecture. Somewhere else, apparently, she has written,</span></p><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0 0 0 40px; padding: 0px;"><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0 0 0 40px; padding: 0px;"><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="background-color: #f9f9f9; caret-color: rgb(3, 3, 3); color: #030303; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;">"The elements of expertise and inspiration that writers seek, whether in solitude or in the contexts of a workshop, are largely assumed to be requisite tools of an individual who can acquire and use them: the author. This workshop will query that assumption, and offer terms for imagining modes of composition in which authorship becomes a dubious proposition, and the grounds for establishing an aesthetic event become communal." </span></span></p></blockquote></blockquote><p><span style="font-family: georgia;">In the lecture, she says about the same thing, but differently. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;">After she has run through the Jackson Mac Low, Clark Coolidge and Caroline Bergvall work and created a group assignment for the audience--all recommended--the audience wants to pin her down to her own work. How does she, Lyn Hejinian, "</span><span style="font-family: georgia;">establish" "an aesthetic event"?</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;">Naturally she is most interesting here. A little hemming and hawing. A discussion of one collaboration (with a visual artist) that didn't work, and of one with a poet that did. Finally she says (admits), "I have various ways of pushing myself out of the way in order to make work that's better than I am."</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;">A student asks the million-dollar question: what is her "criteria" for recognizing that betterness?</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;">A brief glance heavenward, then: "That I don't fall back on motifs where I'm just repeating myself or echoing what I was raised to think of like mellifluous sounds." </span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;">Aha.</span><span style="font-family: georgia;"> Of course, i</span><span style="font-family: georgia;">t's hard not to fall back on the old sounds, our ideas of sounds, not to mention our ideas of ideas. But o</span><span style="font-family: georgia;">kay. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;"><br /></span></p><p><br /></p>A Quinlanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03092929911837013786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533221950776327016.post-71722338352179802362020-07-13T13:28:00.003-04:002020-09-27T18:58:59.782-04:00Stephanie Strickland's collection "How the Universe Is Made"<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><h4 style="text-align: left;"><font size="5">
After a lot of reading, a lot of researching, and a lot of googling, I wrote a review of Stephanie Strickland's <i>How the Universe Is Made: Poems new and selected 1985-2019. </i>The more I learned about the poems, the more impressed I grew with the entire project, which I construe as hyper-feminist. Though Stephanie is also a digital writer/artist, and though she often says that a work that is in book form and electronic form thereby contains both--that is, the one or the other is not the entire work of art--this book is a fantastic stand-alone piece.</font></h4>
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My review, <a href="https://heavyfeatherreview.org/2020/07/10/strickland/" target="_blank">"On Slipping Code,"</a> is up at <i>Heavy Feather Review. </i></font></h4></div>
A Quinlanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03092929911837013786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533221950776327016.post-55697802033277321442020-07-07T16:53:00.002-04:002020-07-07T16:53:53.871-04:00Carte du Tendre<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
A love-map, called <a href="https://www.poetryproject.org/publications/footnotes/work-from-to-hear-all-the-sky-and-the-map-lines-of-mapping/carte-du-tendre-alexis-quinlan" target="_blank">Carte du Tendre</a>, on the Poetry Project's e-zine, <a href="https://www.poetryproject.org/publications/footnotes/work-from-to-hear-all-the-sky-and-the-map-lines-of-mapping">“To hear all the sky and the map”: Lines of Mapping</a>.<br />
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(P.S. This is the truth about marriage.)<br />
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A Quinlanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03092929911837013786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533221950776327016.post-5791982987260790492020-05-14T23:38:00.002-04:002020-05-14T23:38:59.903-04:00Review of Sarah Sarai's Book: That Strapless Bra in Heaven<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
I loved reviewing Sarah Sarai's new book, <i>That Strapless Bra in Heaven</i>. The <a href="https://heavyfeatherreview.org/2020/03/05/sarai/" target="_blank">review is on Heavy Feather Review</a> and you can <a href="https://bookshop.org/books/that-strapless-bra-in-heaven/9781950462209" target="_blank">buy the book here</a>. </div>
A Quinlanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03092929911837013786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533221950776327016.post-56590674450143613632020-05-14T23:31:00.007-04:002020-09-27T19:02:39.195-04:00"Delphi" recorded for the magicians at Missing Witches.<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
I sent my old poem "Delphi," about Vestal Virgins, to Risa and Amy at Missing Witches and they clapped it on the end of their Beltane May Day episode. (That's the very very <i>very</i> end.) Nice to have it in a magic feminist realm, though it was published long ago on a poetry site.... The poetry site seems to have disappeared my poem, sadly. Check out the episode <a href="https://missingwitches.simplecast.com/episodes/beltane-2020-mayday-may-day-with-amy-and-risa-more-listener-poetry" target="_blank">here</a>--and visit the podcasters' fantastic back catalog. <a href="https://www.instagram.com/missingwitches/" target="_blank">Missing Witches</a> are definitely doing the goddess' work. </div>
A Quinlanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03092929911837013786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533221950776327016.post-49899587128453642192019-01-30T11:00:00.004-05:002019-01-30T11:00:50.793-05:00Wicked Stepmother Poem up on Mom Egg Review<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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roll past, white on light and happy<br />giddy girls, volleyball reddening wrists.</div>
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Spike it, one cries. To the side, new wife...</div>
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A Quinlanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03092929911837013786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533221950776327016.post-42887037439560326012018-11-29T14:12:00.002-05:002018-11-29T14:12:24.392-05:00Poem on Indolent Books' What Rough Beast<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Got a poem published on Indolent Books' What Rough Beast, and I'm happy about that. Even though I didn't know until just now and it was up in September.<br />
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L<a href="https://www.indolentbooks.com/what-rough-beast-poem-for-august-13th-2018/?fbclid=IwAR0d0WyRUHNCKU9e63jj71afaw1Yvb0iLELldQA_lCadt-sAVORWhkzpCWM" target="_blank">inked here, the poem is called, "A few of the words,</a>" and it begins:<br />
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<strong style="box-sizing: border-box;">A few of the words</strong></div>
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Here’s some language: sweet land, liberty.<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Here’s a location we call mine. The mind.</div>
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Here’s a famous river in the back of the lot<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />just past the original song. Rocky banks</div>
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risky slope. Follow it north, pilgrim,<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />to where it runs at a trickle. Keep</div>
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going. The philosopher calls nationalism<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />irrational – sweet land sweet song –</div>
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A Quinlanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03092929911837013786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533221950776327016.post-4655161599706445292018-07-10T17:34:00.002-04:002018-07-10T17:34:43.509-04:003 New Poems on Blackcrackle (via Entropy Magazine)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<a href="https://entropymag.org/blackcackle-three-poems-by-alexis-quinlan/" target="_blank">Three new poems</a> (not newly written, just newly published) on <a href="https://entropymag.org/" target="_blank">Entropy Magazine</a>'s Blackcrackle. Including Essential Oil, prompted by the beloved Bert Brecht:<br />
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A Quinlanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03092929911837013786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533221950776327016.post-47681969261077981302018-04-22T17:42:00.001-04:002018-04-22T17:42:51.941-04:00P 165 #explodethelogic<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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A Quinlanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03092929911837013786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533221950776327016.post-45301592411088568872018-04-11T23:56:00.001-04:002018-04-11T23:56:28.299-04:00First Avenue after/for Rae Armantrout<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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A Quinlanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03092929911837013786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533221950776327016.post-61950070670203652292018-04-03T17:32:00.000-04:002018-04-03T17:32:15.631-04:002/30 <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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A Quinlanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03092929911837013786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533221950776327016.post-72258463695356519262018-04-03T11:47:00.000-04:002018-04-03T11:48:10.155-04:00NaPoWriMo -- not quite in the spirit here. <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
A Freud erasure: page 248 "Mourning and Melancholia" 2018...<br />
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A Quinlanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03092929911837013786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533221950776327016.post-62679841273726343022018-02-09T14:00:00.001-05:002018-02-09T14:24:21.031-05:00Three of my poems in Empty Mirror<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Happy day: <a href="https://www.emptymirrorbooks.com/poems/poems-by-alexis-quinlan" target="_blank">Empty Mirror has published three poems.</a><br />
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It includes my poem for Vito Acconci. It's also by him, being largely his words from a talk he gave at MoMA a few years ago.<br />
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RIP Vito. And thank you, Denise Enck.<br />
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You’re alone in a room you have nothing</h3>
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<span style="box-sizing: border-box; margin-left: 14em;">for (and by) Vito Acconci</span></div>
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When I started out as a poet<br />
didn’t want abstraction<br />
abstraction used<br />
by religion<br />
politics<br />
didn’t want any of that.....</div>
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A Quinlanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03092929911837013786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533221950776327016.post-66443673604138328462017-10-18T09:22:00.000-04:002017-10-18T09:22:14.655-04:00Considering Translation and Cultural Appropriation because of my class on Plagiarism<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Brings us to Nietzsche in <i>The Gay Science: </i><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Habibi, "Times New Roman", Times, serif; font-size: 18px; font-variant-ligatures: normal; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">One can gauge the degree of the historical sense an age possesses by the manner in which it translates texts and by the manner in which it seeks to incorporate past epochs and books into its own being. Corneille’s Frenchmen — and even those of the Revolution — took hold of Roman antiquity in a manner that we — thanks to our more refined sense of history — would no longer have the courage to employ. And then Roman antiquity itself: how violently, and at the same time how naively, it pressed its hand upon everything good and sublime in the older periods of ancient Greece! Consider how the Romans translated this material to suit their own age … Horace, off and on, translated Alcaeus or Archilochus; Propertius translated Callimachus and Philetas …. How little concern these translators had for this or that experience by the actual creator who had imbued his poems with symbols of such experiences! As poets, they were averse to the antiquarian inquisitive spirit that precedes the historical sense. As poets they did not recognize the existence of the purely personal images and names of anything that served as the national costume or mask of a city … and therefore immediately replaced all this by present realities and by things Roman. … These poet translators did not know the pleasure of the historical sense; anything past and alien was an irritant to them, and as Romans they considered it to be nothing but a stimulus for yet another Roman conquest. In those days, indeed, to translate meant to conquer….”</span><br />
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A Quinlanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03092929911837013786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533221950776327016.post-34543297222143654922017-09-15T09:12:00.000-04:002017-09-15T09:13:33.952-04:00And "Dear Ivanka" (or #dearIvanka) -- written when I was wondering why anyone considered the first daughter as a possible progressive in the cavern of our ugly ugly present administration <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Super cool Rise Up Review published <a href="http://www.riseupreview.com/Alexis-Quinlan.html" target="_blank">my "Dear Ivanka" poem</a>, which begins with a quotation from Albert Woodfox and the lines:<br />
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A Quinlanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03092929911837013786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533221950776327016.post-762347405886491442017-09-15T08:59:00.000-04:002017-09-15T08:59:38.811-04:00Another poem from April made it into Matter<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">(Oh the implications of this title.)</span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Here is something from poem-a-day 2017, revised and in the world -- <span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-size: 14px; letter-spacing: -0.11999999731779099px;">about family, politics, and family politics. It's called <a href="https://mattermonthly.com/2017/09/05/some-curses/" target="_blank">"Some Curses."</a></span></span></h3>
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A Quinlanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03092929911837013786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533221950776327016.post-19152906913371464472017-09-11T14:37:00.000-04:002017-09-11T14:37:21.213-04:00Oh good: a Mourning and Melancholia erasure is up on GlitterMOB. <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<a href="http://www.glittermobmag.com/alexis-quinlan.html" target="_blank">20 April 2017 </a>made it to GlitterMOB.</div>
A Quinlanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03092929911837013786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533221950776327016.post-65142127828850097822017-04-21T10:13:00.000-04:002017-04-21T10:13:18.207-04:00Erasure: 21 April: Final page of M&M<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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A Quinlanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03092929911837013786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8533221950776327016.post-76672229007328335392017-04-18T11:45:00.000-04:002017-04-18T11:45:07.043-04:00One of last year's NaPoWriMo pieces published.<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Did you know there were many nudist resorts in Palm Springs? Now you do.<br />
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If I could, I would change the second two lines of this poem pretty specifically.<br />
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But since it's on the fabulous <a href="http://www.juked.com/index.html" target="_blank">Juked</a>, I must have done something right. Here is <a href="http://www.juked.com/2017/04/alexis-quinlan-palm-springs.asp" target="_blank">"Palm Springs."</a> </div>
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