On my bookshelf

Fraser, Kathleen. Il cuore: the heart: Selected Poems 1970-1995. Hanover: Wesleyan UP, 1997.

Hejinian, Lyn. The Cell. Los Angeles: Sun & Moon Press, 1992.
-----. The Language of Inquiry. Berkeley: U of CA P, 2000.

Loy, Mina. The Lost Lunar Baedeker. New York: Farrar, Straus and Giroux, 1996.

Mullen, Harryette. Muse & Drudge. Philadelphia, PA: Singing Horse, 1995.
-----. Sleeping with the Dictionary. Berkeley, U of CA P, 2002.

Notley, Alice. Disobedience. New York: Penguin, 2001.

Osman, Jena. The Character. Boston: Beacon Press, 1999.

Scalapino, Leslie. Considering how exaggerated music is. San Francisco, CA: North Point Press, 1982.
-----. That they were at the beach. San Francisco, CA: North Point Press, 1985.

Simpson, Megan. Poetic Epistemologies: Gender and Knowing in Women’s Language Oriented Writing. Albany: SUNY Press, 2000.

Spahr, Juliana. Everybody’s Autonomy: Connective Reading and Collective Identity. Tuscaloosa, AL: U of AL P, 2001.

And names without works:

Renee Gladman
Summi Kaipa
Catalina Cariaga
Myung Ni Kim
Carla Harryman
Barbara Guest
Laura Moriarty
Ann Lauterbach
H.D.
Stein
Susan Howe
Rachel Blau Duplessis
Helen Adams
Mei-mei Berssenbrugge
Rosmarie Waldrop
Beverly Dahlen
Laura (Riding) Jackson
Lori Lubeski


Realism is an unimaginable ballad: direct speech
across the trajectory of nature in its trees
Which word is an object of imitation?
And in returning differs
(The Cold of Poetry - Hejinian)

Why I don't like Blogs

I really need soft pages (the cheap lined paper of those little bound notebooks imported from Germany with cover stock of psuedo Florentine design, as if a business man from Lubeck half in love with the expensive papers of Firenze but more than half in love with profit, had finally decided on the less expensive, recycled pastel blue) to get started, for I find that a certain writing implement, a particular receptiveness of cheap paper to soft lead or fine-pointed roller ball pen, can pull one into the page's watery expanse, not exactly sinking there, but not floating above it either, inadvertantly losing the sense of confine - or following the feel of something ahead of you, in the paper itself...boundary and sticking point, unstuck into motion, entering the zone between zones. (From Soft Pages - Kathleen Fraser)