Daniel Y. Harris (above)
Ed Coletti
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The Rapture of Eddy Daemon, a New Collection by Daniel Y. Harris
Though last words are rarely
included in blurbs, Jack Spicer’s “My vocabulary did this to me” is apt praise
for Daniel Y. Harris’ linguistic tour de force, The Rapture of Eddy Daemon,
which is a procedural and meta-linguistic commentary on Shakespeare’s sonnets
and so much more—from Faustian saga of human creation to an ode to the
mechanical and posthuman methods of gaining access once again to the imagination.
The circle/cycle is unbroken and broken simultaneously—and that is the joy of
this big, ambitious, and brilliant riff on what “revision,” at its most
exuberant boundary can mean. Read this forever and then start again.
David Madgalene Tells It Like It Is
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The Rapture of Eddy Daemon, a New Collection by Daniel Y. Harris
Finally: a posthuman translation of
Shakespeare. I'm glad Daniel Y. Harris beat Watson at it. There are still large
chunks of human in his kind lineation."
—Andrei Codrescu, author of Bibliodeath: My Archives (with Life in Footnotes), (Antibookclub, 2012)
—Andrei Codrescu, author of Bibliodeath: My Archives (with Life in Footnotes), (Antibookclub, 2012)
Though last words are rarely
included in blurbs, Jack Spicer’s “My vocabulary did this to me” is apt praise
for Daniel Y. Harris’ linguistic tour de force, The Rapture of Eddy Daemon,
which is a procedural and meta-linguistic commentary on Shakespeare’s sonnets
and so much more—from Faustian saga of human creation to an ode to the
mechanical and posthuman methods of gaining access once again to the imagination.
The circle/cycle is unbroken and broken simultaneously—and that is the joy of
this big, ambitious, and brilliant riff on what “revision,” at its most
exuberant boundary can mean. Read this forever and then start again.
—Maxine Chernoff, author of
Here (Counterpath) and To Be Read in the Dark (Omnidawn), is Chair of the San
Francisco State University Creative Writing.
Daniel Y. Harris is the author
of 9 collections of poetry and collaborative writing including The Underworld
of Lesser Degrees(NYQ Books, 2015),Esophagus Writ(with Rupert M.
Loydell, The Knives Forks and Spoons Press, 2014), Hyperlinks of Anxiety (Červená
Barva Press, 2013), The New Arcana(with John Amen, NYQ Books, 2012), andPaul
Celan and the Messiah’s Broken Levered Tongue (with Adam Shechter, ČervenáBarva
Press, 2010; picked byTheJewish Forwardas one of the 5 most important
Jewish poetrybooks of 2010). Some of his poetry, experimental writing, art, and
essays have been published in BlazeVOX, Denver Quarterly, E·ratio,
European Judaism, Exquisite Corpse, Milk Magazine, The New York Quarterly,
Notre Dame Review, In Posse Review, The Pedestal Magazine, Poetry Magazine,
Poetry Salzburg Review, Stride,Tarpaulin Sky and Ygdrasil.He
is the Editor-in-Chief of X-Peri, http://x-peri.blogspot.com/.
· Paperback: 176pages
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David Madgalene Tells It Like It Is
This fine letter was written by Sonoma County, California poet David Madgalene and eloquently describes what poets know and do. Enjoy!
Poetry in the Veins
Regarding
David Templeton's "Power of Poetry" (July 13): Perhaps someone should
remind Templeton that poetry is truth, not "beautiful words" as he
describes. That a poet spends his or her entire lifetime, 365 days a
year, 24/7, transforming their lives, their loves and their world, as
Rainer Maria Rilke writes, into the very blood that flows through their
bodies, from which they might distill its essence in a few good lines of
"blood-remembering"—that is poetry.
Windsor
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Pat Nolan's Ted Berrigan Dream
Ted shook my hand and sent me off to the reading. He wanted to be alone with
Alice who would be home any minute. I kept wondering:but who is this woman. Fire
escapes clung to the bricks as I kicked the litter of the tenement streets. I had the
map Ted had drawn to take me to the reading. Like Ted's poems, the map took me
everywhere but to where I expected. And New Jersey.
(from The New Censorship - January 1993)
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Ed Coletti's Travel and Location Poems at Coldnoon
I feel quite honored to be featured here at Coldnoon with 5 of my poems set in different locales around the world. One, "Paris Metro" was written in 1968!
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Pat Nolan's Ted Berrigan Dream
Ted shook my hand and sent me off to the reading. He wanted to be alone with
Alice who would be home any minute. I kept wondering:but who is this woman. Fire
escapes clung to the bricks as I kicked the litter of the tenement streets. I had the
map Ted had drawn to take me to the reading. Like Ted's poems, the map took me
everywhere but to where I expected. And New Jersey.
(from The New Censorship - January 1993)
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Ed Coletti's Travel and Location Poems at Coldnoon
I feel quite honored to be featured here at Coldnoon with 5 of my poems set in different locales around the world. One, "Paris Metro" was written in 1968!
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