Weighty truths, lightly
In his relaxed, California voice, Berkeley poet Robert Hass melds the historical with the intimate in his most successful collection [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:23:05+00:00 February 25th, 2008|Categories: Reviews, Literature, Blesok no. 58|0 Comments
In his relaxed, California voice, Berkeley poet Robert Hass melds the historical with the intimate in his most successful collection [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:23:05+00:00 February 25th, 2008|Categories: Reviews, Literature, Blesok no. 58|0 Comments
John Ashbery's verse can be hard to understand, but the simple act of reading his latest collection, “Notes From the [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:23:05+00:00 December 15th, 2007|Categories: Prose, Literature, Blesok no. 57|0 Comments
Excerpt from the novel “The Twelfth Dialogue”Another six-aspirin day, concedes Sonya Gore, owner of the second-hand bookshop BIBLIOPHILE. Grimacing, she [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:23:05+00:00 December 15th, 2007|Categories: Essays, Literature, Blesok no. 57|0 Comments
The renowned drama by Kole Čašule – organized in a fairly non-standard quadraphonic/four section form (in four parts, and not, [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:23:05+00:00 December 15th, 2007|Categories: Essays, Literature, Blesok no. 57|0 Comments
or the Past in the FutureIn the beginning, I would like to share with you the “the first stroke” of [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:23:05+00:00 December 15th, 2007|Categories: Reviews, Literature, Blesok no. 57|0 Comments
(Tom Petsinis, "The Twelfth Dialogue")#2 What if… a woman, let's call her Sonya Gore, dreamt of owning a second-hand bookshop? [...]
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(Tom Petsinis, "The Twelfth Dialogue")#2 From the moment you open this book, you are struck by a strange other-worldliness. On [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:23:06+00:00 December 15th, 2007|Categories: Poetry, Blesok no. 57|0 Comments
Grace is the law of the descending movement. – Simone Weil A cry bursts like a wing-beat: among clicks and [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:23:05+00:00 December 15th, 2007|Categories: Poetry, Blesok no. 57|0 Comments
Translated by Anselm HolloThere was no need to die, had to stay here and remember too much, remember the snowy [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:23:07+00:00 October 17th, 2007|Categories: Poetry, Blesok no. 56|0 Comments
– Nakedness is the pulsing speech. – A mirror is a hollow body. Margret Kreidl Oh y-e-a-h it's an eye [...]