{"id":5779,"date":"2011-01-21T08:06:53","date_gmt":"2011-01-21T12:06:53","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/pierrejoris.com\/blog\/?p=5779"},"modified":"2011-01-21T12:37:18","modified_gmt":"2011-01-21T16:37:18","slug":"5-a-m-lucubrations","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/pierrejoris.com\/blog\/5-a-m-lucubrations\/","title":{"rendered":"5 a.m. Lucubrations&#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/pierrejoris.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/01\/SnowWindow.jpg\"><\/a><a href=\"https:\/\/pierrejoris.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/01\/SnowWindow1.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-medium wp-image-5827 lazyload\" title=\"SnowWindow\" data-src=\"https:\/\/pierrejoris.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/01\/SnowWindow1-244x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"244\" height=\"300\" data-srcset=\"https:\/\/pierrejoris.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/01\/SnowWindow1-244x300.jpg 244w, https:\/\/pierrejoris.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/01\/SnowWindow1-833x1024.jpg 833w, https:\/\/pierrejoris.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/01\/SnowWindow1.jpg 1319w\" data-sizes=\"(max-width: 244px) 100vw, 244px\" src=\"data:image\/svg+xml;base64,PHN2ZyB3aWR0aD0iMSIgaGVpZ2h0PSIxIiB4bWxucz0iaHR0cDovL3d3dy53My5vcmcvMjAwMC9zdmciPjwvc3ZnPg==\" style=\"--smush-placeholder-width: 244px; --smush-placeholder-aspect-ratio: 244\/300;\" \/><\/a>&#8230; as the snowploughs drive me out of sleep &amp; bed to the desk where I open the window against the offensive heat of a\u00a0 mid-winter Brooklyn apartment building, and relax in the light swoosh of cars cruising along the Belt Parkway in 3 or 4 inches of new snow.\u00a0 I haven&#8217;t read the book yet, but love the circuitous way the news of its publication came to me: via a Google alert concerning one of my\u00a0 favorite poetas \u2014 an alert led me to an Australian website carrying a review that mentioned said poet and the name of whose author I remembered half way through the review, having met him in the flesh only once in the early seventies in London. From there to locate the book on the publisher\/author&#8217;s website was simple, but first I started reading into it on Amazon, and much enjoyed the following quote from the preface:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">We of the anarcho-liberal contemplative persuasion continue to sip our soy lattes and chais from the counters of retro-hip caf\u00e9s and vegan restaurants and to inscribe our careful thoughts into Moleskine notebooks while our fellow entities of the human swarm get trafficked across Third World borders to be work slaves or sex slaves, are forced to labor in &#8220;Free Enterprise Zones,\u201d slowly starve, are imprisoned by the millions for seeking to alter their consciousness through some plant or chemical agent, commit mass suicide as their farms fail with the aid of terminator seeds forced on them by Monsanto, die in imperialist wars and preventable disasters, continue to be brainwashed by invasive corporate media, and the list could go on. It is probably a good sign that the inner peace we seek through Buddhist detachment and ayahuasca ego-zap continues to elude us.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Well, I do prefer Jameson&#8217;s and never, ever, ruin good coffee with any cow- or bean-extract,\u00a0 nor frequent vegan restaurants\u00a0 (actually to see the meaty menu \u2014 wild boar \u2014 we ate last night, check out <a href=\"http:\/\/nicolepeyrafitte.com\/blog\/\">Nicole&#8217;s blog<\/a> later today) \u2014 still, I have to concede that I do use Moleskine notebooks. That quote is <strong>Daniel Pinchbeck<\/strong> writing\u00a0 in January 2010, taken from the preface to the book mentioned above, namely <strong>Richard Grossinger<\/strong>&#8216;s latest, <em>2013: Raising the Earth to the Next Vibration<\/em> (North Atlantic Books), which you can get <a href=\"http:\/\/www.richardgrossinger.com\/books\/\">here<\/a> direct from the publisher or <a href=\"http:\/\/www.amazon.com\/2013-Raising-Earth-Next-Vibration\/dp\/1556438788\/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;qid=1295606995&amp;sr=8-1\">here<\/a> via Amazon. If back in the seventies I tried to read all of RG&#8217;s books despite the incredible rate at which\u00a0 they were coming out, the rate (of my reading, but also that of his writing) has slowed down over time \u2014 though every few years I do go back for a Grossinger prose bath (nearly wrote &#8220;sponge bath&#8221;), and clearly now I&#8217;ll have to read <em>2013<\/em> before that \u2014 fateful? \u2014 date. But here a couple paragraphs from said review, which is by Kris Hemensley, from his <strong>Poetry and Ideas<\/strong> blog, and you can find the whole review <a href=\"http:\/\/collectedworks-poetryideas.blogspot.com\/2011\/01\/on-around-richard-grossingers-2013.html\">here<\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">I identify with Grossinger&#8217;s style of thinking &amp; writing; by no  means haphazard but the natural order of an intelligence following the  maze of references his experience has endowed. Closer to innocence than  magic, one&#8217;s also been receptive to that internal\/external match-up of  which Grossinger derives a dramatic concordance. But it&#8217;s the scale of  his table &amp; therefore the ability to exclaim &amp; encompass  (literally the same breath, the same perception) that distinguishes him.<br \/>\nReflecting  on his lack of recognition of Jose Arguelles&#8217; Mayan thesis at the time  he was offered it for publication, Grossinger submits, &#8220;My snub became  an unconscious throwback to old elitist publishing habits as to what  constituted a worthy curriculum, attitudes that I was in the bare  beginnings of overcoming and that were still largely unexamined. I was  an intellectual snob, with vestiges of Black Mountain literary machismo  in my head, and I was pretty much in thrall to the anti-kitsch  imperatives of Charles Olson, Robert Creeley, Ed Dorn, Robert Kelly and  crew.&#8221; (Introduction, p15) True  enough. Which is why, perhaps, the New York Scene is what it is  &#8211;serious, sincere &amp; hilarious with the junk of the everyday &#8211;and not Black Mountain!<br \/>\nI  simply havent delved into the authors Grossinger respects as teachers  &amp; companions &#8211;Richard Hoagland, Arguelles, Terrence McKenna among  others. Some I remember from Io magazine &amp; the milieu North Atlantic Books  described. I respect that he&#8217;s done the hard yards (to use an  appropriate Australianism) in the mind\/body practices either side of  orthodoxy.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/pierrejoris.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/01\/Cover-2013.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-5781 lazyload\" title=\"Cover-2013\" data-src=\"https:\/\/pierrejoris.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/01\/Cover-2013.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"115\" height=\"178\" src=\"data:image\/svg+xml;base64,PHN2ZyB3aWR0aD0iMSIgaGVpZ2h0PSIxIiB4bWxucz0iaHR0cDovL3d3dy53My5vcmcvMjAwMC9zdmciPjwvc3ZnPg==\" style=\"--smush-placeholder-width: 115px; --smush-placeholder-aspect-ratio: 115\/178;\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&#8230; as the snowploughs drive me out of sleep &amp; bed to the desk where I open the window against the offensive heat of a\u00a0 mid-winter Brooklyn apartment building, and relax in the light&#46;&#46;&#46;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[41,54,55,96],"tags":[930,931,929],"class_list":["post-5779","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-environment","category-independent-publishers","category-intellectuals","category-prose","tag-daniel-pinchbeck","tag-kris-hemensley","tag-richard-grossinger"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/pierrejoris.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5779","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/pierrejoris.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/pierrejoris.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pierrejoris.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pierrejoris.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=5779"}],"version-history":[{"count":13,"href":"https:\/\/pierrejoris.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5779\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":5826,"href":"https:\/\/pierrejoris.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5779\/revisions\/5826"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/pierrejoris.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=5779"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pierrejoris.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=5779"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pierrejoris.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=5779"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}