Today Jerome Rothenberg, poet, translator, anthologist extraordinaire turns 89!
Many, many Happy Returns, my friend!
& here, as we come to the end of this year of desolation, a few quotes from your book The Mystery of False Attachments:
Eager to break thru language
& touch life
I crack my head against
a mirror
*
In the way words
rhyme
or fail to
I found my truth
*
The smell of mackerel
was the greatest poem
America
was promises
*
I learn to mimic birds caught in the brambles
I have a stark vocabulary
letting my heart keep time
my throat in rapture
*
It doesn’t matter if the rhyme
is slant or straight
I feel it on my tongue
my eyes see through it
*
“Read me and instructions will be clear:
I fight the final revolution
Peace draws nigh
The mark of teeth on flesh signals our end”
*
A miracle of darkness hides the light
itself a miracle
in which infinities escape us
& we plunge on in hot pursuit
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