They will tell me that my poem needs an image, a lamp-lit puddle or the shadow play of our lovemaking on the bedroom wall; that reading it’s like eating raw onions – not the sweet, white, Spanish kind but the homegrown, green-headed kind that make you cry without emotion. If I must conform, then here; […]
With the invention of recorded sound in the late 19th Century new demands on the processes of human consciousness transfigured the way we perceive the world. In this new mirror all perceivable sounds were reflected back to us, and into us, and for the first time since the invention of alphabetic script, the hegemony of […]