Fact: Everything that famous writers create is spellbinding literature.
Fact: Famous writers would rather die than expose their not-so-award-winning moments.
Socrates would point out that both assertions cannot be true. So a writer must be blamed for Socrates’s death. Continue reading
As part of San Francisco’s LitQuake Literary Festival, I attended a Word for Word staged reading of Dan Chaon‘s short story, “Stay Awake,” last night at Z-Space. It was memorable for two reasons: Continue reading
For years, I’ve admired the work of Maya Lin, the woman who designed the Vietnam Memorial. So much so that I bought a book called Boundaries filled with examples of her work, including “Reading A Garden:”
In her proposal for “Reading a Garden” for the Cleveland Public Library, Lin collaborates with her brother, Tan Lin, an abstract language poet:
“In my work, I have often combined text with sculptural forms, but I have always wanted the integration between sculpture and text to be less a surface applied event than one in which the words and their meaning correspond to the space and one’s movement through it…The sculpture will focus on the idea of reading. As you walk through the garden, words will be placed that will allow for a “reading” of the space.
Words will follow your path through the garden, on the walkways, benches, and walls. Yet unlike a book, the way in which you read the poem is multidirectional.”
Later in her proposal, she explains her purpose. She wants to answer the question: “What happens when sculpture and words can help to shape each other’s meaning–so that words become descriptive of the spaces they inhabit and the spaces are somewhat shaped by the choice of words?”
I think the answer is—magic happens. Watch the falling water as “a child falls asleep…” Continue reading
After Tweeting, I decided that the form was too ephemeral for the hope, the desire, the wish, the dream that this will last forever. So I make it a post that will live on into the ether:
San Francisco City Hall
The sun shines across our nation today, turning domestic prisons into Rainbow prisms. May it last forever and a day.