Eric T. Racher

KEEP PLANNING – Macy Craig

#035 – "Silo Progression" by Macy Craig

"butterfuly" is a very nice typo.

JOHN ASHBERY THE OTHER TRADITION They all came, some wore sentiments Emblazoned on T-shirts, proclaiming the lateness Of the hour, and indeed the sun slanted its rays Through branches of Norfolk Island pine as though Politely clearing its throat, and all ideas settled In a fuzz of dust under trees when it's drizzling: The endless games of Scrabble, the boosters, The celebrated omelette au Cantal, and through it The roar of time plunging unchecked through the sluices Of the days, dragging every sexual moment of it Past the lenses: the end of something. Only then did you glance up from your book, Unable to comprehend what had been taking place, or Say what you had been reading. More chairs Were brought, and lamps were lit, but it tells Nothing of how all this proceeded to materialize Before you and the people waiting outside and in the next Street, repeating its name over and over, until silence Moved halfway up the darkened trunks, And the meeting was called to order. I still remember How they found you, after a dream, in your thimble hat, Studious as a butterfuly in a parking lot. The road home was nicer then. Dispersing, each of the Troubadours had something to say about how charity Had run its race and won, leaving you the ex-president Of the event, and how, though many of those present Had wished something to come of it, if only a distant Wisp of smoke, yet none was so deceived as to hanker After that cool non-being of just a few minutes before, Now that the idea of a forest had clamped itself Over the minutiae of the scene. You found this Charming, but turned your face fully toward night, Speaking into it like a megaphone, not hearing Or caring, although these still live and are generous And all ways contained, allowed to come and go Indefinitely in and out of the stockade They have so much trouble remembering, when your forgetting Rescues them at last, as a star absorbs the night. (Houseboat Days, 1977)

John Ashbery
The Other Tradition
from Houseboat Days (1977)

Poster introducing the 15 poets whose work will appear in wave twenty-five of online poetry journal iamb.

Meet the 15 poets whose work you can read (and hear read) from March 15th 2026 as part of wave twenty-five of @iamb.uk.

#poetry #newpoetry

Asylums and Parsing at 50 I published my first two books fifty years with Susan Bee and my Asylum’s Press (covers by Susan).

50th anniversary of Charles Bernstein's Asylums and Parsing.
@l-a-n-g-u-a-g-e.bsky.social

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A Short Post-Poetic Essay on Current Digital Methods of Culling — Michael Templeton The Word The entire process depends on the use and placement of specific key words. It is possible that the process can have begun many years prior to this moment in the present; that the concatena…

"Deep within the well of language is this monstrous drive which is present within the images, the phantasms which function as the supplement for the object."

A Short Post-Poetic Essay on Current Digital Methods of Culling — @mwtempleton.bsky.social

Letter 49 by Robert Farrell Of course it’s possible to fall in love in thirty seconds. It happens every time I pass through the 81st St. station on the express and see  through the window a trapeze artist or ballet …

2nd to last feature is up at @thearsonista.bsky.social

Thank you to Robert and all the amazing artists!

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I am grateful for @yoonkim.bsky.social’s posts that remind us of the preciousness of human writing and reading.
Art, not information.

More Lithuanian melancholy for your Wednesday

Untitled
Alfonsas Nyka-Niliūnas

Today I would like to return from the hours of emptiness

El cuòr su l'aqua
di Pier Paolo Pasolini
(dialetto caorlotto)

Thanks, Marc. You might be interested to know that the book contains poems in both English and Italian. Some Italian poems (my first publication of poems in Italian) will appear in an online magazine next week.

El cuòr su l'aqua
di Pier Paolo Pasolini
(dialetto caorlotto)

Rīga. The frozen Daugava seen from Ķīpsala.

Very pleased to have a new story coming out soon in @minorliteratures.bsky.social

Rīga. The frozen Daugava seen from Ķīpsala.

Three Poems by Mauro Marè [trans. Marc Alan Di Martino] Er viaggià All’estro? Fussi matto. Io me lo covo dentro casa er foco de forivia a ogni cantone trovo un monno novo chiuso dentro a le cose serrate ne l’istessa istessità fiume dell’ore e una forest…

Three poems by Romanesco poet Mauro Marè, another excellent poet you've never heard of before. Stay tuned for more.
Thanks to EiC extraordinaire @markdanowsky.bsky.social for taking a chance on these. 🙏🏾

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Sunday afternoon...

Full book cover spread in a soft mauve background with faint pencil drawings across the surface. On the front cover, a drawing shows two classical faces in profile and close together. 
Text at the bottom right reads: An Absence of Sea
 Christina Tudor-Sideri A block of text on the back cover reads: at times oneiric confession at times philosophical contemplation in epistolary form An Absence of Sea unfolds as a breathless letter to the other a lover a double the sea time itself tracing the shadowed terrain where self meets its echo where longing takes on form where thought becomes touch moving through the quiet of solitude it follows the fragile carnal continuity of existence a gesture of return where the impossible is the only home that holds us a poetics of knowing and being known through the gaze through touch through the echo of another Below that the ISBN and: Cover detail from Orpheus and Eurydice in Hades, Pietro Fancelli

Forthcoming on April 16—An Absence of Sea—a letter across time woven from dreams, intimacies, lived fragments, and remembered voices, where the self meets its double and those who echo within it. www.erratumpress.com/an-absence-o...

My gratitude to @ansgarallen.bsky.social @erratumpress.bsky.social

It's always a good day when the Clam arrives.
@exactingclam.bsky.social @saggingmeniscus.bsky.social

KEEP PLANNING – Israel A. Bonilla

#034 – "Ledger Rosenthal, 1934-2010" by Israel A. Bonilla (@israelbonilla.bsky.social)

Language is not a tool for me, but a medium infinitely larger than my intention. What will find resonance is out of my hands. If the poem works… it will set off vibrations in the reader, an experience with language—with the way it defines us as human beings.

—Rosmarie Waldrop, “Thinking of Follows”

Today's post.

Painting of Keats House in London by Wend Rend. Exacting Clam magazine. Essay titled Envying Artists by Jake Goldsmith

My essay 'Envying Artists' is available now in Exacting Clam @exactingclam.bsky.social.

Print edition out this Spring 🌱

www.exactingclam.com/issues/no-20...

I absolutely despise that.

Can’t tell you what this means to me, Jeff. A fellow writer who has decided to read only small press books this year wrote to me and asked me to recommend what I thought were the best in the last ten years. I recommended three. Hashtag was one of them.

“Overhead, a blossoming black had given way to something bluer, like the hide of a slug, or a crowberry . . .” The line in full (and long enough, probably, to count as an excerpt):

New Substack. On plagiarism and plain theft.

two pamphlets in peach and yellow on a blue patterned bedspread: Parkland by J.H. Prynne and The Parkland Mysteries, by Jeff Dolven and Joshua Kotin

lesson and commentary

Ciao, mi chiamo Mario, ho 53 anni e non mangio cacao in polvere dal almeno 3 minuti.

WINTER

I am entrenched
against the snow,
visor lowered
to blunt its blow

I am where I go

Samuel Menashe

Image courtesy @ericracher.bsky.social‬

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Jay Wright.
from Postage Stamps (2023, @floodeditions.bsky.social )