Friday at 12:30! Thanks to the Office of Recuperative Strategies….
Passwords: Jennifer Scappettone on Amelia Rosselli Poets House, New York City April 25, 2013 – 7:00PM Kray Hall $10, $7 for students and seniors, free to Poets House Members Poet, translator and scholar Jennifer Scappettone discusses the work of the Italian poet and musicologist Amelia Rosselli (1930-1996) — whose first book was introduced by Pier [...]
So there’s this chapbook/keyword manifesto/ecopoetical souvenir, A Neural Net, collectively assembled by Rachel Levitsky & Ira Livingston (OoRS), Jen Hofer (ANTENA), David Buuck (BARGE), and Jennifer Scappettone, Kathy Westwater, & Seung-Jae Lee (discussing a 2011 iteration of PARK) for the Ecopoetics Conference roundtable on “Ground Scores: Unburying Ecologies Through Embodied Practice,” convened at the University [...]
Lin Hixon and Matthew Goulish, co-founders of the performance collective “Every house has a door” will be discussing their work-in-progress, “Testimonium” in the Logan Arts Center, room 801 Tuesday, February 5, from 4:20-5:50 pm as special guests of Jennifer Scappettone’s Documentary Across the Genres course, through the support of the UChicago Arts Council (Please note [...]
Sisyphus, Outdone. Theatres of the Catastrophal, by Nathanaël, was launched into the world at the Corpse Space on Milwaukee Avenue last Wednesday evening, in the presence of the author and Daniel Borzutsky (my discussants in open conversation), and a sizeable yet intimate crowd. This is one of a score of books recently issued by Nathanaël, [...]
In which I chat with Cris Mattison about the cube as poetic constraint and Pentecostal space of all possible rhythms—presented in tandem with relevant translations of Amelia Rosselli and my own experiments in the cube form, courtesy of Zoland Poetry.
The new issue of Abitare contains a LABORATOIRE D’ÉQUILIBRE: poems across English and Italian that respond to the balancing provocations of designer Fanny Dora, by Giulia Niccolai, Laura Pugno, Milli Graffi, Alessandra Carnaroli, and J. Scappettone….
A Roma, sabato 5 maggio, alle ore 22:00 presso l’EX CINEMA PALAZZO – Sala VITTORIO ARRIGONI (Piazza dei Sanniti, a San Lorenzo) Jennifer Scappettone e Difforme Ensemble in USCITA 43 Un’archeologia della discarica e operetta di finestre “pop-up”: Uscita 43 è un lirico punto di fuga dall’incubo della tossicità della vita odierna periferica, da Roma [...]
C’è più onore in tradire che in essere fedeli a metà. (There is more honor in betrayal than in being half faithful.) -from Una Sera Come Tante / An Evening Like So Many Others by Giovanni Guidici (1924-2011) A two-day series of readings and conversations at the American Academy in Rome, intended to explore [...]
On “sought poetry”: featuring Charles Bernstein, trans. Milli Graffi Jean-Marie Gleize, trans. Michele Zaffarano Paul Wühr, trans. Nanni Cagnone Calvin Bedient, trans. Luigi Ballerini Lorine Niedecker, trans. Federica Santini Paul Vangelisti, trans. Luigi Ballerini Jennifer Scappettone, trans. Milli Graffi Gianluca Rizzo Gian Maria Annovi Marco Giovenale Gherardo Bortolotti K. Silem Mohammad, trans. Gherardo Bortolotti Ron [...]
For the full experience of Stacy Doris’s The Cake Part, “an eruption of all the repressed joy and terror of that 18th century revolution, back into our time, into the 21st century” reissued by Publication Studio this year, go here. “Set in the typography of Web 2.0, the design of this book searches for the modern day equivalents of [...]
PARK at Fresh Kills #2, verbose, saxophone-struck, wander-threaded wind at the dump summit of a November noon, in the captured unstill pixels of participants.
The book as thing in grayscale stands out against the images that presided over its pixels for the past twelvemonth. The anxiety of the thing—it’s not a book, Randy says, until it’s fixed and open to errancy….
Was a refrain of the magnificent 3-hour study in labor and the stars, digitality and dust, pre- and re-cession at the Defibrillator Gallery by Judd Morrissey and Mark Jeffery earlier this week.
Our iLAB residency and fieldwork for PARK at Fresh Kills comes to a close tomorrow: with strings, post-consumer waste, a phantom city block and chorus, dance, and empty horns of plenty:
Is another man’s mortar: from Hadrian to Maxentius along the Appian Way, frescoed sea-horse becomes filler for an unfinished throne room wall. Our archaeological Virgil through it all (drawings, lacunae-riddled plans, 3D scanners, holes full of dirt and equivocal chunks) enjoying his job exactly as much as one reckons he oughta.
At the Villa Medici: from Paris to the Pincio, perfect coherence of voluptuousness in stone embraced otherwise, alive.
Worth the sweltering heat of stone discharged from the arbors of the living, amplifying the rise and fall of expectations to locate any trace of memory of the fratelli Rosselli in this their first burial site: a stone’s throw from Toklas and Stein, a porquoi become genital and mouth of Jacob Epstein’s direct carving softened, [...]
Palmer/Cole/Inglese/Poitrasson/Scappettone, a reading packed even of a sunny Sunday afternoon to the gills of listening, mint green disc cookies as icing.
Michael Palmer, author of the sacra conversazione, reading from collaborative notebook scrawl with Liliane Giraudon in the city as garden.
The history of Rome traced through food and its conduits, followed by Fritz’s gorgeous installations of aperitifs & dinner in roof tiles moving the crowd from orto to cortile, lit by a chandelier of twig & leaf, Mona finally sitting down to eat with us: and having through it all to come face to face [...]
Eggplant and mint, we taste, so much more exquisite than is photographable—overseen by as-ever enthralling epitaphs glimpsed anew in this quotidian dream that taunt us with the desire to know more and more language, and with the need for time, insatiable.
Scoping it out at a press conference overlooking the whole city: the space we’ll perform in (Exit 43 with the Difforme Ensemble) before bidding goodbye to the site of Rome’s preGothic sustenance and our ravishment.
In advance of “La Mama SpoletOpen” at the 54th Festival of Two Worlds, my poem to be carbonized: FLAG PIETRA PER PIETRA roso CHIODO PER CHIODO oso FILO PER FILO [...]