#josé limón

[typewriter-worries]

It's National Poets Day, and to celebrate, I want to highlight some poems I adore as they're read by the poet that wrote them:

Maya Angelou reading Still I Rise

Mary Oliver reading Wild Geese

Olivia Gatwood reading Aileen Wuornos Takes a Lover Home

Danez Smith reading Alternate Heaven for Black Boys

Neil Hilborn reading OCD

Jack Gilbert reading Failing and Flying

Gwendolyn Brooks reading To the Young Who Want to Die

Ada Limón reading The Quiet Machine

José Olivarez reading Getting Ready to Say 'I Love You' to My Dad, It Rains

Natalie Diaz reading Post Colonial Love Poem

Hanif Abdurraqib reading When I Say That Loving Me Is Kind of Like Being a Chicago Bulls Fan

Marie Howe reading What the Living Do

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Se me va a quemar el corazón by Mon Laferte (featuring La Arrolladora Banda El Limón de René Camacho) from the album SEIS - Video directed by Rodrigo Robles Joseph

[warningsine]

litany in which certain things are crossed out, richard siken // crimson peak, dir. guillermo del torro // we are hard, margaret atwood // primer for the small weird loves, richard siken // give me a god i can relate to, blythe baird // a key to common lethal fungi, marge piercy // the thorn merchant, yusuf komunyakaa // rien ne va plus, margarita karapanou (trans. karen emmerich) // the good fight, ada limón // i wake in a field of wolves with the moon, josé olivarez // snow and dirty rain, richard siken // wishbone, richard siken // i set it in stone, venetta octavia

[atlantablack]

Jane Austen / Charles Bukowski / Gabrielle Bates and Jennifer S. Cheng / Ada Limón / Henry Miller / José Olivarez / Antoine de Saint Exupéry / Sarah Manguso / Zinaida Nikolaevna Gippius / Erika L. Sánchez / William Goldman / Amirae Garcia / Vladimir Nabokov

[simmyfrobby]

going to the uk to do some bookshopping so here’s my wishlist as a poll because i like numbers and pressing buttons and democracy is a beautiful thing

[shizuoi]

i wake in a field of wolves with the moon, josé olivarez // bipeds (tumblr) // eternals, dir. chloe zhao //  the good fight, ada limón // primer for the small weird loves, richard siken // achillics (tumblr) //  snow and dirty rain, richard siken // fleabag 2x06 // no one belongs here more than you, miranda july

[orca-soup]

To the spider

And God,

You are a trespasser that does not belong here.

But maybe ignorance is all it takes to coexist.

Not your fault, not mine, just is.

We will never truly know each other,

My veins laced with deadly venom.

But, isn’t bite also touch?

This still seems to me a good question.

Ignoring the rudeness my kindness was repaid with,

I get the most

peaceful weapons I can find.

I have always been too sensitive,

But I was born this way,

Begging to be believed.

Lord, I worry

You remember too much.

I keep searching for proof,

As I was punished for the sin of trying to do the right thing.

Freak of nature.

The shadowed creature in the corner of the room.

You’re a sinner too.

And, I hate you.

And, I care if I am guilty.

I suffer in my loving,

Convinced that was devotion,

That love is violence.

God suffices as a companion

But it's getting harder.

I could die for you,

And get swallowed whole.

Maybe then you would've shown me mercy

But you are still standing, and I am still sorry.

And

He is still God.

(Rudy Francisco|l, e|Anne Carson|Katherine Fabrizio|‘Attar|Margaret Atwood|Natalie Diaz|Althea Davis|Ada Limón|Laura Gilpin|Joshua Tree|José Olivarez|Frank Bidart|Melody S. Gee|Willa Cather|John Keats|Avain Blue|Kristin Chang)

[kiki-de-la-petite-flaque]

In the beginning, life in New York wasn’t easy because I couldn’t speak any English. When I wanted to eat, I went into a cafeteria where I could simply point directly at what I wanted to have. Once, when I wanted to pay, I couldn’t find my purse. It was gone. What was I supposed to do, how was I going to pay? A terribly embarrassing situation. After some time, I then went to the cash desk and tried to explain that my purse had gone. Then I took my point shoes and my other shoes out of my bag, laid everything on the counter and explained that I would leave everything there and return. The man at the cash desk simply gave me five dollars so that I would be able to travel home. I found it incredible that he trusted me so much. I then kept going back to this cafeteria, just to smile at the man. I often experienced situations like this in New York; the people were so ready to help.

In New York I took on everything which was offered to me. I wanted to learn everything and experience everything. It was the great period of dance in America: with George Balanchine, Martha Graham, José Limón, Merce Cunningham... In the Juilliard School of Music, where I studied, there were teachers like Antony Tudor, José Limón, dancers from the Graham Company, Alfredo Corvino, Margarete Craske – I also did an unbelievable amount of work with Paul Taylor, Paul Sanasardo and Donya Feuer.

Almost every day I watched performances. There were so many things, all of them important and unique; therefore I decided to stay two years on the money that was only intended for one. That meant saving! I walked everywhere. For a time I lived almost exclusively on ice cream – nut-flavoured ice cream. Accompanying this was a bottle of buttermilk, a lot of lemon that was lying around on the tables, and a large amount of sugar. All mixed together, it tasted very good. It was a wonderful main meal.

However, I liked getting thinner. I paid more and more attention to the voice within me. To my movement. I had the feeling that something was becoming purer and purer, deeper and deeper. Perhaps it was all in the mind. But a transformation was taking place. Not only with my body.

Pina Bausch.

Ph Pina Bausch by Virginia Ullstein Bild

[alrightbuckaroo]

Happy nice ask week!

I saw your post adding to the poems each 911 LS character would love and I ADORED it.

Molly Brodak by Molly Brodak is such a good poem omfg - reading it for the first time reminded me a little of reading Paige Lewis for the first time. I fully accept this is maybe unhinged of me, but really excellent poems make me think of koi ponds? Like interesting on the surface with so many colors and shimmering and shadows happening underneath that I just want to sit and stare at it forever.

Anyway I would love to hear anything you want to talk about re: poetry, but I will also actually ask a question: Have you read any poetry collections recently that you enjoyed? What where they?

Oh I'm so glad!! I love thinking of them because I love getting the chance to share some of my favorite poems hahah

Molly Brodak makes me want to SOB each and every time; especially after reading a classmate of hers calling her, "so talented but haunted". It just makes "I can't hold it and I have nowhere to put it down." that much more of a gut punch.

It's so funny you bring up Paige Lewis because I was just reading one of their poems earlier today! I can't remember which right now, but I know I loved it.

I know exactly what you mean about the koi pond; a lot poetry I love makes me think of the mountains, or the plains. Though that might be due to the fact Someplace Like Montana by Ada Limón is one of my favorite poems hahah.

It also feels like biting a ripe pomegranate; messy but worth it.

My favorite collection of poetry right now is Bright Dead Things by Ada Limón. I was so happy to see her become the Poet Laureate, it was like watching my favorite team win the Superbowl LOL

I also really love My Brother Was An Aztec by Natalie Diaz, Citizen Illegal by José Olivarez, Night Sky with Exit Wounds by Ocean Vuong, Crush by Richard Siken and The Lover's Dictionary by David Levithan

[majorpublicintersection]

poetry question i’ve been wanting to write again but i have no inspiration and also just haven’t read poetry in SO LONG 😭 what are some poetry books/literature you recommend!!

oh my god hi this is so exciting!!!! okay this is from the top of my head my favorite poetry books + lit books

Our Bodies & Other Fine Machines, Natalie Wee

Bright Dead Things, Ada Limón

Chronicle of a Death Foretold, Gabriel García Márquez

your emergency contact has experienced an emergency, chen chen

Hera Lindsay Bird, hera lindsay bird

My Plant of Orange-Lime, José Mauro de Vasconcelos

Legally forced to ask you to check out Richard Siken's new stuff. Btw.

also since you're talking about creating poetry.. I really liked this essay about how to make them

[bookclub4m]

Episode 182 - Lyric Poetry

This episode we’re talking about the format of Lyric Poetry! We talk about reading poetry out loud, translation, French Canadian dialects, and more!

You can download the podcast directly, find it on Libsyn, or get it through Apple Podcasts, Google Podcasts, or your favourite podcast delivery system.

In this episode

Anna Ferri | Meghan Whyte | Matthew Murray | Jam Edwards

Things We Read (or tried to…)

Entre Rive and Shore by Dominique Bernier-Cormier

Let Us Believe in the Beginning of the Cold Season: Selected Poems by Forugh Farrokhzad, translated by Elizabeth T. Gray Jr

Ledger: Poems by Jane Hirshfield

Rapture by Carol Ann Duffy

Goldenrod: Poems by Maggie Smith 

Good Bones: Poems by Maggie Smith 

Alive At The End Of The World by Saeed Jones

The World Keeps Ending, and the World Goes on by Franny Choi 

No Matter the Wreckage by Sarah Kay 

White Pine: Poems and Prose Poems by Mary Oliver

Bless the Daughter Raised by a Voice in Her Head by Warsan Shire

Le premier coup de clairon pour réveiller les femmes immorales by Rachel McCrum

The Hurting Kind by Ada Limón

The Arkansas Testament by Derek Walcott 

Alive at the End of the World by Saeed Jones

Other Media We Mentioned

The Bronze Horseman by Alexander Pushkin

19 Ways of Looking at Wang Wei: With More Ways by Eliot Weinberger

The Raven by Edgar Allan Poe

“The Fish” by Elizabeth Bishop

When We Were Very Young by A. A Milne

Where the Sidewalk Ends by Shel Silverstein  

The Inferno of Dante: A New Verse Translation by Dante Alighieri, translated by Robert Pinsky

All Def Poetry 

milk and honey by rupi kaur

One Piece by Eiichiro Oda

Trailer for Netflix show

“Poetry Is Not a Luxury” by Audre Lorde (pdf)

Links, Articles, and Things

Lyric poetry (Wikipedia)

The Writer's Block

The Midnight Library: Episode 001 - Halloween Poetry

Chiac (Wikipedia)

Plasco Building (Wikipedia)

30 Recent Poetry Collections by BIPOC Authors

Every month Book Club for Masochists: A Readers’ Advisory Podcasts chooses a genre at random and we read and discuss books from that genre. We also put together book lists for each episode/genre that feature works by BIPOC (Black, Indigenous, & People of Colour) authors. All of the lists can be found here.

This booklist features books from BIPOC poets published in the past three years.

Chrome Valley by Mahogany L. Browne

Feast by Ina Cariño

Your Emergency Contact Has Experienced an Emergency by Chen Chen

Girls That Never Die: Poems by Safia Elhillo

Content Warning: Everything by Akwaeke Emezi

I Do Everything I'm Told by Megan Fernandes

Living Nations, Living Words: An Anthology of First Peoples Poetry edited by Joy Harjo

Song of my Softening by Omotara James

Spells, Wishes, and the Talking Dead / Mamaht́wisiwin, Pakos̊yimow, Nikihci-́niskot́ṕn : Poems by Wanda John-Kehewin

Burning Like Her Own Planet by Vandana Khanna

Phantom Pain Wings by Kim Hyesoon, translated by Don Mee Choi

Bianca by Eugenia Leigh

Finna by Nate Marshall

Slam Coalkan Performance Poetry: The Condor and the Eagle Meet edited by Jennifer Murrin

God Themselves by Jae Nichelle

You Are Only Just Beginning: Lessons for the Journey Ahead by Morgan Harper Nichols

I’m Always So Serious by Karisma Price

Homie by Danez Smith

Blood Snow by dg nanouk okpik

Promises of Gold/Promesas de Oro by José Olivarez with translation by David Ruano

That Was Now, This is Then by Vijay Seshadri

it was never going to be okay by jaye simpson

Dark Testament by Crystal Simone Smith

Unshuttered: Poems by Patricia Smith

Falling Back in Love with Being Human: Letters to Lost Souls by Kai Cheng Thom

Femme in Public by Alok Vaid-Menon

Time Is a Mother by Ocean Vuong

Find Her. Keep Her. by Renaada Williams

Rupture Tense by Jenny Xie

From From by Monica Youn

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[saresmusings]

These icons! An incredible bunch of talented people in this great photo taken by Jack Mitchell in 1968! Modern dance choreographers photographed in the patio-garden of Martha Graham's East Side Manhattan studio for the New York Times/ @nytimes!

In the foreground, Twyla Tharp/ @twylatharp, Martha Graham/ @marthagrahamdance, and José Limón/ @limondance and in the back row, Merce Cunningham/ @mercetrust, Erick Hawkins/ @erickhawkinsdance, Paul Taylor/ @paultaylordancecompany, Yvonne Rainer and Don Redlich

[culturaydiseno22o]

Bodegones

José Agustín Arrieta (1803-1874) — Naturaleza muerta con un loro y una gallina (1000x757)

Un bodegón, también conocido como naturaleza muerta, es una obra de arte que representa animales, flores y otros objetos, que pueden ser naturales (frutas, comida, plantas, rocas o conchas) o hechos por el hombre (utensilios de cocina, de mesa o de casa, antigüedades, libros, joyas, etc.) en un espacio determinado. Así pues, los bodegones son testimonios de una época, de la vida y la muerte. Esta rama de la pintura se sirve normalmente del diseño, el cromatismo y la iluminación para producir un efecto de serenidad, bienestar y armonía.

José Agustín Arrieta (1803-1874) fue un pintor mexicano prolífico reconocido, entre otras cosas, por sus pinturas de bodegones. Su naturaleza muerta resulta fresca, demuestra maestría técnica, y es una representación fiel (tanto como un bodegón lo puede ser) de escenas culinarias típicas mexicanas.

"Arrieta no pretendió transformar el concepto de la belleza simple y sencilla, al modo de la transformación perpetrada por Cézanne, sino que optó por obedecer a las normas de su vida modesta y casi artesanal. Arrieta constituye un monumento de honestidad sostenido por los cimientos de una cualidad pictórica poco común en el México de los días de la Academia." Gual, Enrique F. La Pintura de "Cosas Naturales".

A continuación recreamos el estilo de los bodegones de Arrieta con tres de las comidas usuales propias de nuestros hogares, en tres de las comidas principales: desayuno, comida, y cena.

En esta primer fotografía podemos observar una recreación del desayuno típico de su servidora, compuesto de cereal, fruta ligera, y un vaso de jugo.

En el segundo bodegón se aprecian elementos distintos: un plato de sopa (con forma de dinosaurio) acompañado de limón y un chile serrano, a su lado una hogaza de pan con una manzana y un vaso de agua, así como un vaso de agua a la derecha de la fotografía. En el fondo un sartén se asoma.

Finalmente tenemos al bodegón correspondiente a la cena. En este se puede observar una rebanada de rosca acompañada de una taza de chocolate caliente, aunado a los elementos empleados para elaborar el chocolate: leche, chocolate en tablilla, y canela. Tampoco podían faltar utensilios como el usual pocillo y cuchara de madera.

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Entregan contenedores de basura y reciclaje en el Parque José A. Bermúdez

En el marco del programa Ciudades Limpias, Océano Azul (CCBO, por sus siglas en inglés), auspiciado por el gobierno de los Estados Unidos, a través de su Agencia de para el Desarrollo Internacional (USAID), se entregaron 63 contenedores para la recogida de basura y residuos reciclables para utilizarse en el Parque Nacional José Armando Bermúdez y en el Monumento Natural Salto El Limón. Estos…