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Wednesday, 20 August 2008
Rogue Monkey!

From the Telegraph

Rogue monkey evades police in Tokyo train station

Dozens of policemen with nets took two hours trying to catch a rogue monkey that played an excited game of chase through rush hour crowds in a Tokyo train station this morning.

A monkey on the loose in Japan managed to escape police at a Tokyo station. ; http://link.brightcove.com/services/link/bcpid1488655367/bctid1743101850 http://www.brightcove.com/channel.jsp?channel=1139053637

The animal was first noticed at 9.40am hopping around near the electronic ticket gates in the Shibuya Station in the middle of the Japanese capital.

Not content with its place by the gates, however, it darted downstairs towards the entrance to another train line before scaling a pillar and flitting between the ticket machines with officials in hot pursuit.

Bored with the game, it climbed onto an information board and dozed for a couple of hours while commuters and railway staff looked on.

Television pictures showed the primate, two-foot tall and brown, sitting tranquilly atop the board and contemplating the watching crowd.

"It's a monkey, it's not like it did anything bad," said a police spokesman.

A little later railway staff and police cleared the area to being their attempt to catch the runaway monkey.

Having surrounded the information board with green netting, they hoped to pounce on the animal as soon as it leapt from its perch.

But when it finally jumped down, it slipped through the police cordon, darted into the crowd and disappeared - apparently out of the station.

"I've heard of mice before, but nothing like this," said a Tokoy Metro spokesman.


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Tuesday, 19 August 2008
Cat Attack

We're going to be away from the blog for most of the week as we're heading upstate to do some blackberry picking and house painting.  Also, August 23rd is Shandaken Day. We don't want to miss the balloon toss. 

 
Today we provide you with some gratuitous cat photos to start the day off on the right paw. 

Also, Thomas's back is starting to get better. Thanks for asking.

As for the Olympics, we have one more complaint: both the UK Guardian and NY Times are dedicating big parts of their front pages online to Olympic Coverage. But is there not a war going on? (At least one?) And why is that not front page news? People are dying peops. Get with it Crappy Media.

Now, Cats. (and yes, we know that Mina is overweight— we're working on it.)—

 

 
Last week we were over at the Queens Botanical Garden to visit our friend Soph. Here's some stuff that came from her garden there. The Thai basil and Hyssop are especially tasty: 
 
 
 
This is the branch that was torn from Henry the First. Henry is recovering slowly. Once again, Shame on the tree vandals of Sunnyside!—
 
 
(Notice the green bark— the Japanese Pagoda Tree keeps itself pretty green all the way to the trunk. It might look like a honey locust leaf-wise, but if you see this color on the branches you can bet that it's Styphnolobium Japonica.) 
 
 
Finally, we'd like to send some thanks out to our peops— thanks to Les for the excellent waterproof watch, and for care-taking the trees of Baltimore. Thanks to Margaret for the Microsoft Office disk. The Lisablog Offices are back up and running with free Microsoft programs. Sorry Microsoft, we've gone pirate.

 

 

 


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Sunday, 17 August 2008
Live From PS1

Hello People. We come at you live today from the PS 1 Bookstore where we just learned how to operate the cash register. Very exciting. The PS 1 Farm or PF (Public Farm) 1 is in full bloom.  The kale looks good, as do the cucumber blossoms. Why is Lisa of Lisablog working at the PS 1 Bookstore? Because Thomas the Burmese Prince put his back out yesterday and we're helping with the customer service end of things.  It's been a long time since we did customer service. Perhaps it was 1990 or 1991 in Berkeley California (Fat Slice Pizza). We will tell you that we were crap at dealing with customers, but good at making pizza.  

Now, the news is that the Olympics must be almost over, and it's time to think about China's rival for evilness, the United States. The Democratic National Convention happens in Denver at the end of the month. We'll be getting live reports from our on-the-scene correspondent Anne W.  

And one final note, the Bernadette Mayer workshop is now full. We will also be teaching a class this fall at the 92nd Street Y. Get your application in now!


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This Just In

A New Book By Bob Adamson: 

 

The Golden Bird: New and Selected Poems
Authors: Adamson Robert   
 
The Golden Bird brings together the best of Robert Adamson's work from the last four decades, as well as many superb new poems. Selected and arranged by the author, it provides an accessible introduction to Australia's foremost lyric poet and an insight into the recurring themes that have shaped his remarkable body of work.

'Robert Adamson is one of Australia's national treasures.' John Ashbery

'He is as deft and resourceful a craftsman as exists, and his poems move with a clarity and ease I find unique.' Robert Creeley

'This distinguished man of letters and major poet is one of the most significant gifts Australia can offer the rest of the world.' Nathaniel Tarn

'The spareness and taut energy of the more recent poems, for all Adamson's famous romanticism, seems classic; as if, like Yeats, he had discovered the exhilaration and enterprise of walking naked.' David Malouf

Published:    29 September 2008
Format:    Paperback ,  272 pages
RRP:    $27.95
ISBN-13:    9781863952873
Imprint:    Black Inc
Publisher:    Black Inc
Origin:    Australia
Category:    Poetry By Individual Poets


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Friday, 15 August 2008
Box O Books

Hey Peops.  Our apartment is brimming with books.  Can someone take these off our hands?  Most are in good condition, some are new, a couple of the chaps have bent corners. If you were crafty you could probably do a turnaround sale and make some money. We simply need to get rid of them. Contact Lisa of the blog at ljarnot@gmail.com

Box of Books
One Hundred Books One Hundred Bucks
$100 postage included


Lisa Jarnot. Some Other Kind of Mission.
Gerard Malanga. Mythologies of the Heart. Black Sparrow.
Tom Clark. Empire of Skin. Black Sparrow.
Diane Wakoski. Argonaut Rose. Black Sparrow.
Ron Padgett. Creative Reading.
Robert Frost. Early Poems.
Barry Ahern. William Carlos Williams and Alterity: The Early Poems
The Ralph Nader Reader.
Michael McGee. My Angie Dickinson.
Luisa Futoransky. The Duration of the Voyage: Selected Poems.
Edward Foster. What He Ought to Know: New and Selected Poems.
David Rosenberg. See What You Think: Critical Essays for the Next Avant Garde
Tom Beckett. Wagers of Synthesis.
Charles Borkhuis. Proximity (Stolen Arrows)
Laura Mullen. After I Was Dead.
Heidi Lynn Staples. Dog Girl.
Andrew Joron. The Cry at Zero: Selected Prose.
Arnold Weinstein. Red Eye of Love.
Wayne Kline. Asbestos.
Sor Juana’s Love Poems Tr. Joan Larkin & Jaime Manrique
Sean Macinnes. A Room of Trees.
African-American Poetry: An Anthology (Dover Thrift Editions)
Edward Foster. Mahrem.
Nabokov. Lolita.
Awake: A Reader for the Sleepless (Soft Skull Press Anthology)
Henry Adams. The Education of Henry Adams.
The Best Loved Poems of the American People. (1936, first edition)
Third Rail: The Poetry of Rock and Roll Anthology
Andy Clausen. 40th Century Man
Lights, Camera, Poetry! American Movie Poems Anthology.
The Art of Practice: 45 Contemporary Poets. Ed. Dennis Barone & Peter Ganick
Susan Briante. Pioneers of the Study of Motion.
Albert Flynn DeSilver. Letters to Early Street.
Rusty Morrison. The True Keeps Calm Biding Its Story.
Kristi Maxwell. Realm Sixty-Four.
Joe Torra. Gas Station.
William Walsh. The Conscience of My Other Being.
Chris Vitiello. Irresponsibility.
G.E. Patterson. To and From.
The Penguin Book of Bird Poetry.
John Keats. Selected Poems and Letters.
Lisa Fishman. The Happiness Experiment.
Brian Henry. The Stripping Point.

Magazines:
 Plantarchy, New American Writing, Washington Square, Brooklyn Review, Parataxis, The Hat, Cue, Hanging Loose, Antennae, Conundrum, Sniper Logic, One Less, Radical Society, lyric&, Kiosk, The Anona Wynn, Skanky Possum, Prima Materia, Painted Spoken, Jubilat, effing, el pobre Mouse, Cabinet, Chronicles of Disorder, Call, Verse, Object.

Chapbooks by

Charles Jensen, Michael Mann, Billy Mills, Mike County & Del Ray Cross, Carol Szamatowicz, Ann Stephenson, Shannon Welch, Valerie Kuehne, Tetra Balestri, Aaron Simon, Alan Jones, Wade Savitt, CJ Martin, Fran Carlen, Rachel Blau DuPlessis

Miscellaneous other chaps and mags and some Doonesbury.


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Dylan Set List, Asbury Park, NJ 13 August 2008

Okay peops, here's the set list from Dylan's Asbury Park show.  Let us say this right now: it was fabulous. Dylan was hot, and the band was as tight as ever. 

 

  1. Rainy Day Women # 12 & 35
  2. It Ain't Me, Babe
  3. Rollin' And Tumblin'
  4. Spirit On The Water
  5. High Water (for Charlie Patton)
  6. Tryin' To Get To Heaven
  7. Honest With Me
  8. Tangled Up In Blue
  9. It's Alright, Ma (I'm Only Bleeding)
  10. Beyond The Horizon
  11. Highway 61 Revisited
  12. Nettie Moore
  13. Summer Days
  14. Ain't Talkin'
  15. Like A Rolling Stone
  16. Thunder On The Mountain
  17. Blowin' In The Wind

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Wednesday, 13 August 2008
Apologies
Sorry we were away from the blog. We're going to see Bob Dylan tonight in New Jersey and it's so damned exciting we can't think about anything else. Peace out.

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News from the House of Death

One Story from the NY Times and one from the UK Guardian on those evil kissing cousins the USA and Israel— 

 

Ill and in Pain, Detainee Dies in U.S. Hands

Published: August 12, 2008

He was 17 when he came to New York from Hong Kong in 1992 with his parents and younger sister, eyeing the skyline like any newcomer. Fifteen years later, Hiu Lui Ng was a New Yorker: a computer engineer with a job in the Empire State Building, a house in Queens, a wife who is a United States citizen and two American-born sons.


Times Topics: In-Custody Deaths

A page of resources on the topic of in-custody deaths, including past coverage of deaths in immigration custody in The Times and other newspapers, links to information around the Web, an interactive map of immigration detention facilities and more.

But when Mr. Ng, who had overstayed a visa years earlier, went to immigration headquarters in Manhattan last summer for his final interview for a green card, he was swept into immigration detention and shuttled through jails and detention centers in three New England states.

In April, Mr. Ng began complaining of excruciating back pain. By mid-July, he could no longer walk or stand. And last Wednesday, two days after his 34th birthday, he died in the custody of Immigration and Customs Enforcement in a Rhode Island hospital, his spine fractured and his body riddled with cancer that had gone undiagnosed and untreated for months.

On Tuesday, with an autopsy by the Rhode Island medical examiner under way, his lawyers demanded a criminal investigation in a letter to federal and state prosecutors in Rhode Island, Connecticut, Massachusetts and Vermont, and the Department of Homeland Security, which runs the detention system.

Mr. Ng’s death follows a succession of cases that have drawn Congressional scrutiny to complaints of inadequate medical care, human rights violations and a lack of oversight in immigration detention, a rapidly growing network of publicly and privately run jails where the government held more than 300,000 people in the last year while deciding whether to deport them.

In federal court affidavits, Mr. Ng’s lawyers contend that when he complained of severe pain that did not respond to analgesics, and grew too weak to walk or even stand to call his family from a detention pay phone, officials accused him of faking his condition. They denied him a wheelchair and refused pleas for an independent medical evaluation.

Instead, the affidavits say, guards at the Donald W. Wyatt Detention Facility in Central Falls, R.I., dragged him from his bed on July 30, carried him in shackles to a car, bruising his arms and legs, and drove him two hours to a federal lockup in Hartford, where an immigration officer pressured him to withdraw all pending appeals of his case and accept deportation.

“For this desperately sick, vulnerable person, this was torture,” said Theodore N. Cox, one of Mr. Ng’s lawyers, adding that they want to see a videotape of the transport made by guards.

Immigration and detention officials would not discuss the case, saying the matter was under internal investigation. But in response to a relative of Mr. Ng’s who had begged that he be checked for a spinal injury or fractures, the Wyatt detention center’s director of nursing, Ben Candelaria, replied in a July 16 e-mail message that Mr. Ng was receiving appropriate care for “chronic back pain.” He added, “We treat each and every detainee in our custody with the same high level of quality, professional care possible.”

Officials have given no explanation why they took Mr. Ng to Hartford and back on the same day. But the lawyers say the grueling July 30 trip appeared to be an effort to prove that Mr. Ng was faking illness, and possibly to thwart the habeas corpus petition they had filed in Rhode Island the day before, seeking his release for medical treatment.

The federal judge who heard that petition on July 31 did not make a ruling, but in an unusual move insisted that Mr. Ng get the care he needed. On Aug. 1, Mr. Ng was taken to a hospital, where doctors found he had terminal cancer and a fractured spine. He died five days later.

The accounts of Mr. Ng’s treatment echo other cases that have prompted legislation, now before the House Judiciary Committee, to set mandatory standards for care in immigration detention.

In March, the federal government admitted medical negligence in the death of Francisco Castaneda, 36, a Salvadoran whose cancer went undiagnosed in a California detention center as he was repeatedly denied a biopsy on a painful penile lesion. In May, The New York Times chronicled the death of Boubacar Bah, 52, a Guinean tailor who suffered a skull fracture and brain hemorrhages in the Elizabeth Detention Center in New Jersey; records show he was left in an isolation cell without treatment for more than 13 hours.

When Mr. Ng died last week, he had spent half his life in the United States, his sister, Wendy Zhao, said in a tearful interview.

Born in China, he entered the United States legally on a tourist visa. Mr. Ng stayed on after it expired and applied for political asylum. He was granted a work permit while his application was pending, and though asylum was eventually denied, immigration authorities did not seek his deportation for many years.

Meanwhile, his sister said, Mr. Ng (pronounced Eng), who was known as Jason, graduated from high school in Long Island City, Queens, worked his way through community technical college, passed Microsoft training courses and won a contract to provide computer services to a company with offices in the Empire State Building.

In 2001, a notice ordering him to appear in immigration court was mistakenly sent to a nonexistent address, records show. When Mr. Ng did not show up at the hearing, the judge ordered him deported. By then, however, he was getting married, and on a separate track, his wife petitioned Citizenship and Immigration Services for a green card for him — a process that took more than five years. Heeding bad legal advice, the couple showed up for his green card interview on July 19, 2007, only to find enforcement agents waiting to arrest Mr. Ng on the old deportation order.

Over the next year, while his family struggled to pay for new lawyers to wage a complicated and expensive legal battle, Mr. Ng was held in jails under contract to the federal immigration authorities: Wyatt; the House of Correction in Greenfield, Mass.; and the Franklin County Jail in St. Albans, Vt.

Mr. Ng seemed healthy until April, his sister said, when he began to complain of severe back pain and skin so itchy he could not sleep. He was then in the Vermont jail, a 20-bed detention center with no medical staff run by the county sheriff’s office. Seeking care, he asked to be transferred back to Wyatt, a 700-bed center with its own medical staff, owned and operated by a municipal corporation.

In a letter to his sister, Mr. Ng recounted arriving there on July 3, spending the first three days in pain in a dark isolation cell. Later he was assigned an upper bunk and required to climb up and down at least three times a day for head counts, causing terrible pain. His brother-in-law B. Zhao appealed for help in e-mail messages to the warden, Wayne Salisbury, on July 11 and 16.

“I was really heartbroken when I first saw him,” Mr. Zhao wrote Mr. Salisbury after a visit. “After almost two weeks of suffering with unbearable back pain and unable to get any sleep, he was so weak and looked horrible.”

The nursing director replied that Mr. Ng had been granted a bottom bunk and was receiving painkillers and muscle relaxants prescribed by a detention center doctor.

But his condition continued to deteriorate. Once a robust man who stood nearly six feet and weighed 200 pounds, his relatives said, Mr. Ng looked like a shrunken and jaundiced 80-year-old.

“He said, ‘I told the nursing department, I’m in pain, but they don’t believe me,’ ” his sister recalled. “ ‘They tell me, stop faking.’ ”

Soon, according to court papers, he had to rely on other detainees to help him reach the toilet, bring him food and call his family; he no longer received painkillers, because he could not stand in line to collect them. On July 26, Andy Wong, a lawyer associated with Mr. Cox, came to see the detainee, but had to leave without talking to him, he said, because Mr. Ng was too weak to walk to the visiting area, and a wheelchair was denied.

On July 30, according to an affidavit by Mr. Wong, he was contacted by Larry Smith, a deportation officer in Hartford, who told him on a speakerphone, with Mr. Ng present, that he wanted to resolve the case, either by deporting Mr. Ng, or “releasing him to the streets.” Officer Smith said that no exam by an outside doctor would be allowed, and that Mr. Ng would not be given a wheelchair.

Mr. Ng told his lawyer he was ready to give up, the affidavit said, “because he could no longer withstand the suffering inside the facility,” but Officer Smith insisted that Mr. Ng would first have to withdraw all his appeals.

The account of his treatment clearly disturbed the federal judge, William E. Smith of United States District Court in Providence, who instructed the government’s lawyer the next day to have the warden get Mr. Ng to the hospital for an M.R.I.

The results were grim: cancer in his liver, lungs and bones, and a fractured spine. “ ‘I don’t have much time to live,’ ” his sister said he told her in a call from Rhode Island Hospital in Providence.

She said the doctor warned that if the family came to visit, immigration authorities might transfer her brother. Three days passed before the warden approved a family visit, she said, after demanding their Social Security numbers. Late in the afternoon of Aug. 5, as Mr. Ng lay on a gurney, hours away from death and still under guard, she and his wife held up his sons, 3 and 1.

“Brother, don’t worry, don’t be afraid,” Ms. Zhao said, repeating her last words to him. “They are not going to send you back to the facility again. Brother, you are free now.”

 

Reuters attacks Israel's failure to take action over cameraman's death

Car of Reuters cameraman Fadel Shana burning in Gaza

The car of Reuters cameraman Fadel Shana burning in Gaza after it was shot by a tank in April. Photograph: Getty

Reuters has said it is "deeply disturbed" that the Israeli military has decided the tank crew that killed one of the news agency's cameramen and eight young bystanders in the Gaza Strip four months ago will not face legal action.

Israel's senior military advocate-general told the London-based news agency in a letter sent on Tuesday that the official report into the incident concluded that troops could not see whether Reuters' Fadal Shana, 24, was operating a camera or a weapon.

However, the official said reports found that the Israeli Defence Force tank crew were nonetheless justified in firing an airburst shell packed with flechettes - metal darts - that killed the Reuters cameraman and eight other Palestinians during fighting in the Gaza Strip on April 16.

Fadel Shana: the Reuters cameraman killed in Gaza
Fadel Shana: the Reuters cameraman killed in Gaza

The international news agency, a subsidiary of Thomson Reuters, issued a statement today saying it was "disappointed with and dissatisfied" by the Israeli military's decision that the tank crew would not face legal action.

"Reuters is deeply disturbed by a conclusion that would severely curtail the freedom of the media to cover the conflict by effectively giving soldiers a free hand to kill without being sure that they were not firing on journalists," the news agency said.

In a letter issued today to the IDF, Reuters responded to the report's conclusions with a number of questions.

The agency asked the IDF why the soldiers ruled out the possibility that Shana was a cameraman, why his standing in full view of the tanks for several minutes did not suggest he had no hostile intent and why the crew, if concerned but unsure, did not simply reverse a few metres out of sight.

 


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Saturday, 9 August 2008
Excellent Art, Lawrence, Kansas

Hey Peops,  we'll be away from the blog for two days, but we wanted to tell you about this excellent show in the middle of the country. You missed the opening wine and cheese which happened last night, but don't miss a chance to see the art. My sister rocks! 

 

6 Gallery presents:

"Jerry Kunkel, Jennifer Jarnot"

August 8th - September 21st, 2008

Opening Reception,  August 8th, 7 – 9  wine and cheese to be served

Gallery Talk, 4:00 Sept.6

Jerry Kunkel is an emeritus professor of Fine Arts at the University of Colorado at Boulder, retiring at the end of 2006. His work is on permanent display at the Denver Museum, and also has been shown at the National Collection of Arts in Washington D.C., San Francisco Museum of Fine Arts, Seattle Art Museum, the Whitney Museum of American Art, and the Museum of New Mexico in Santa Fe, as well as other public and private collections.

Kunkel's realistic oil paintings draw from a wide range of subjects and quite often
present a seemingly insignificant moment or series of moments, frozen in time; a
depiction of the ordinary, of the everyday object or collections of objects, perhaps
those things we take for granted or seldom consider. Something as ordinary as a
cherry pie isn't often viewed with an eye toward revelatory self-reflection, but as
we begin to elevate it and re-examine it in the context of our daily lives, memories
are triggered, and our knowledge of it is expanded. It is at that moment we begin
to truly comprehend that the difference between recognition and cognition is more
than just the spelling.

 Jennifer Jarnot has a BA in Drawing from the State University of New York at Fredonia and an MFA in Painting and Drawing from the University of Colorado at Boulder. Her work is shown nationally and internationally, including Mexico, the Philippines, Los Angeles, Denver, and New York. In recent years, she taught Drawing and Painting classes at the University of Colorado.

Jarnot paints in response to her surroundings, telling a story that includes travels, conversations, material objects, sights and sounds. The process involves the collection of imagery from various sources, including photographs, comic books, magazines, and clip art websites. Her purpose is to utilize a language using found images in order to create a universal vocabulary. This results in a graphic reproductive quality akin to a visual shorthand, all irrelevant information and details are omitted to trim the appearance down to a basic cut and paste design. The intention is to ask the viewer to be self-reflective, to reconsider feelings or conversations they may have forgotten, places they may have been or would like to go, and material collections that are now lost or allegedly devoid of symbolism.

     

Sally F. Piller, Director

6 Gallery

716 1/2 B. Mass. St.

Lawrence, Ks. 66044

785-856-6480

www.6gallery.net


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Friday, 8 August 2008
Autumn Poetry Workshop Registration Begins!

 

Hello Bloglings.  I sent this out yesterday via email to a bunch of folks. I may have missed some interested parties, so here it is:


I'm trying to nail down a roster for my autumn workshop in Sunnyside,  
Queens. Some of you expressed interest, so here are a few notes. I've  
created a very ambitious syllabus (trying to cover all of Bernadette  
Mayer's work and to do our own writing inspired by her projects).  
It's a ten week course, meeting on Thursday nights from 6 to 9 (or  
from 6:15 to 9:15 if that suits work schedules better).  There may be  
a few scheduling changes (I may be in London for a week in October).  
There will also be a possibility of heading upstate for a class at  
Bernadette's place in East Nassau (near Hudson, NY) (if we can  
gather some cars and a free saturday or sunday, we can do it.)  And  
the fee for the "semester" is $300. (I will gladly barter part of the  
fee for necessities such as organic farm products (honey and mint  
especially), etc.)

I'd like to limit the class to seven students but if there's a lot of  
interest I'll try to open a second section. If you're interested or  
if you have any questions, let me know.

Thanks,
Lisa

Bernadette Mayer Workshop
Autumn 2008

Week One/September 11: Early Poems and selections of Gertrude Stein

Week Two/September 18: Moving, 0-9 Magazine, Hannah Weiner  
Clairvoyant Journal

Week Three/October 2: Memory, Hannah Weiner The Code Poems,
Vito Acconci's Ten Packed Minutes             [http://ubu.artmob.ca/sound/
acconci_vito/Acconci-Vito_Ten-Packed-Minutes.mp3], Yoko Ono?s Cut  
Piece         [http://bedazzled.blogs.com/bedazzled/2006/04/
yoko_ono_cut_pi.html]

Week Four/October 9: Studying Hunger, visual works by Rosemary Mayer,  
and Hannah Weiner The Fast

Week FiveOctober 16: Midwinter Day, James Joyce sections of Ulysses,  
Yvonne Rainer's film Journeys From Berlin/1971 [http://www.ubu.com/
film/rainer_journeys.html]

Week Six/October 23: The Desires of Mothers To Please Others In  
Letters,        Alice Notley Songs For The Unborn Second Baby, and Barbara  
Hammer  film Superdyke

Week Seven/October 30: Utopia and Juliana Spahr The Transformation

Week EightNovember 6: Sonnets and Epigrams, Sappho, Catullus, and Lee  
Ann Brown's Polyverse

Week Nine/November 13: Proper Name & Other Stories and Harryette  
Mullen's Sleeping With The Dictionary
                
Week Ten/November 20: Collaborations and Exercises, Henry Hills film  
Money


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