‘Not nothing’ means something

A poem from Lori Gómez

Closed Captioned For The Thinking Impaired

Is this the ground
your feet tread upon?

Your molten mercury
spills its silver and
pours memory like death
upon this ant colony.

Scurry away.
Busy yourself
with all the plausible.
None of it matters.

Small mounds hide the tumulus
that life becomes. You may pull
your hair, and yank out your teeth,
but the roots remain. The muted
tongue will always seek the space
between the bites.

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(Poem) Compassion goddess hears the cries of the world and descends to help those in need by Donna Snyder

I came here on the back of an extinct crane Its slender neck Wings fierce and gilded with the feathers of the north wind I heard the needs of the people and the tormented world I fled the other pla…

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Video: Hands of Bresson

From Vox Populi.

Bresson’s rules for cinematography apply to writing, as well.

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A visual essay on the tactile world of Robert Bresson created for the Criterion Collection.

Music: Schubert, Piano Sonata No. 20, D. 959 (Au Hasard Balthazar)

If there is a patron saint of French cinema, surely it must be Robert Bresson, considered, after Renoir, the greatest of 20th century Gallic filmmakers.  A new video from Kogonanda for the Criterion Collection focuses on the director’s inimitable use of gesture in his films.

Though he made only 13 films in a fifty year career, Bresson’s influence is profound. The relative paucity of his output is a testament both to his exacting working methods and difficulty in finding funding.  Bresson was influential on the French New Wave, and they acknowledged his influence, though his films were not nearly as experimental or confrontational.

One of his chief aims was to extricate cinema from theater (he made his first short in 1934, when the proscenium…

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The secret of liberty

This is law as poetry as freedom as truth. The way great court decisions should be written. Thank you, Calluma Blue.

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Children are safeguarding my ability to write this.  They went to jail for me, for you, for Blacks in particular but for all Americans generally.  “Black Lives Matter” was what they conveyed. It wasn’t just a slogan.  It was an action.  Their presence in the street, disrupting business as usual and changing the conversation, spoke symbolically for them: BLACK LIVES MATTER.

Their pure speech (sitting down in the street, blocking traffic, symbolically saying “Black Lives Matter”) was shut down by the system which took it sensitively to heart as if the criminal justice system were a tender orchid.  This happened on July 8, 2016 in Rochester New York.

William Brandeis wrote of the founding fathers, “They believed liberty to be the secret of happiness and courage to be the secret of liberty.” Whitney v. California, 274 U. S. 357 (1927).

The protesters in the Black Lives Matter movement know…

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