richard siken’s new poem in the new yorker—at the link, you can hear him read it in full
Dan Hays Colorado Snow Effect 4 (with detail) 2007, oil on canvas
i wake up thirsty and i think of palestine. i go to the doctor’s office and i think of palestine. a sign in the corner of the waiting room says ‘this is a place of healing, disruptive behavior will not be tolerated’ and i think of palestine. they probably weren’t thinking of bombs and snipers and mass graves in parking lots. i call my parents and i think of palestine. i drive to the grocery store and i think of palestine. i look at the clear blue sky and i think of palestine. i put the dishes away and i think of palestine. i feed my cat and i think of palestine. i listen to music and i think of palestine. i read poetry and i think of palestine. i text my friends and i think of palestine. i think of palestine and i think of palestine and i think of palestine
Everyone, I am so happy to see Adriana Varejão in my dash??
She is a brazilian sculptor and artist who is probably one of the best creators of gore in formal art I've ever seen. Here's some more of her work.
She loves exploring portuguese tiling, and her work includes eras that are solely focused on tiles.
She has also went through phases where she explored cracks in ink and in tiling
And of course that evolved into bloody cracks and slashes on tiles, like the walls are living beings
Which then became her iconic meat walls, but I also love her pool paintings, it's a completely different kind of unsettling more akin to liminal spaces
I can't add more images because tumblr sucks but ADRIANA VAREJÃO. Pride of my fucking country I tell you
Mohammed El-Kurd, from Rifqa; “Rifqa”
[Text ID: “I cried—not for the house / but for the memories I could have had inside it.”]
A Land Without People series by Palestinian artist Dana Barqawi, 2018
Her final tweet on October 8 reads:
“Gaza’s night is dark apart from the glow of rockets, quiet apart from the sound of the bombs, terrifying apart from the comfort of prayer, black apart from the light of the martyrs. Good night, Gaza.”
Marina Tsvetaeva, excerpt from Poem of the End, Selected Poems (trans. Elaine Feinstein, with Angela Livingstone) [ID'd]
If you like good bones have you read for the doctor’s records by Clint smith? I think about them side by side often
I had not, but I agree, they certainly read very well side by side. Thank you for sharing 💛
Emily Jacir
‘MEMORIAL TO 418 PALESTINIAN VILLAGES WHICH WERE DESTROYED, DEPOPULATED AND OCCUPIED BY ISRAEL IN 1948′
A refugee tent embroidered with the names of the 418 Palestinian villages.
‘From a swamp, evil, viscous,’ Osip Mandelstam (translated by A. S. Kline)
my heart is an open wound; that is how the love gets out. that is how the love gets in.