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New Year Paintings and Poetry

New Year Paintings and Poetry

So, another year, another variant, and we trudge on across the tundra. Courage, creativity, and, yes, peace, love, and understanding are needed now more than . . . Well, they’re needed. In that spirit of hopeful trudging, Spinozablue offers new literature, literary criticism, and home-brewed paintings. Robert Mueller brings us his unique take on Petrarch, and David Groulx gets obliquely iambic. It looks like we’re off to a solid start. I had a stretch there with at least two kinds…

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Robert Mueller and Petrarcan Mirrors

Robert Mueller and Petrarcan Mirrors

Petrarcan Naissance by Robert Mueller Here is a poem from the great sequence of poetry using the native Italian tongue, instead of being written in Latin, by Francesco Petrarca and covering much of a life lived during the 14th century. Readers will know him as Petrarch. The time he lived is important to the extent he is regarded as a proto-Renaissance-humanist and well ahead of his time. The later developments emphasizing human autonomy are already in evidence in Petrarca’s poetry,…

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Maxwell’s Demon and More New Poetry

Maxwell’s Demon and More New Poetry

We’ve added three new poems by Robert Mueller this month. Please feel free to leave comments on the Contact Us page. I’m almost finished reading a good novel by Steven Hall, Maxwell’s Demon (2021). Postmodern, and very Meta. Some fun facts about Entropy, angels, oxen, bees, Jewish gods and mysticism, and the Apocrypha along the way, which Hall integrates well throughout the narrative. I can hear echoes from Italo Calvino’s If on a Winter’s Night a Traveler, and Flann O’Brien’s…

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Robert Mueller’s Fearful Mangers

Robert Mueller’s Fearful Mangers

Tempering the Beds Presence of emergent aquatics, that is the becoming present, that is the becoming being, endows ecosystem, heaves happy cattails, with architecture. That is the becoming being endows aperture for water, happy for birds, luscious for the swatted from embedded bushes: In water lusty laughter floats above. Then aperture for temperature is cut above and growing for this partner beyond realms of mowing barter, to fish and birds and pike and bogbean and all to tiny whaling lovers…

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Robert Mueller: On the Poetry of Mary Orovan

Robert Mueller: On the Poetry of Mary Orovan

  From Mary Orovan a Touch of e.e. cummings if You Like by Robert Mueller These Elective Affinities, what are they?  You do not have to believe ce personnage distingué in Goethe’s novel who has a way of explaining things.  Thus der Hauptmann, supreme intellect with superb practical bent, can speak of a situation to which his old friend the Baron (and spouse) have invited him.  Put, or putting himself, in charge, he can explore it fully, and in the…

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Happy New Year, 2013!

Happy New Year, 2013!

We have new fiction from Lara Dolphin and Donal Mahoney, an essay by Robert Mueller, and new poetry by John Saunders. 2013 is off to a very good start. *     *     *     *     *  Watched a flawed by still interesting movie last year, “The Words.” It’s about a writer’s dilemma upon discovering a truly brilliant novel, in an old briefcase. He reads the novel and is stunned. His own writing career has hit a wall, and he’s on the edge…

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Robert Mueller: Anna Shukeylo’s Urban Diaries

Robert Mueller: Anna Shukeylo’s Urban Diaries

How to Do Urban, by New Yorker of Choice   Two young women, art students, funnel into the bleak and lead-like dreary light of the subway car grasping in their hands, by the frames on which they have been crafted, smallish paintings (maybe 12 by 16).  Apparitions they are, the young artists, and holdings of the imagination, their finished images that I may never have the opportunity to observe again. In New York City one can still think of opportunities…

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Robert Mueller: We Should be Yak Dancing

Robert Mueller: We Should be Yak Dancing

  Yak Dance and Proscenium     Hyperexcitation makes the mention of conglamourous totally awesome by rope or practice tee. Naturally Bruce Lee doesn’t have a sweet crony. Hypertension is a foolish anomaly and we should never listen. We are the bistrot of concatenated overthrow succeeding to Zeitlichkeit. Fan, therefore, feathers in night. As fragmentautilitarianism please chisel hymn giantly to the gods. Next best, token bibulous goosey fomentors trammeled in gangling mimosas terribly to twang odds. So this is all….

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Live, From New York!

Live, From New York!

Well, not quite. But we do have an expressive report from Robert Mueller regarding his evening on the town and a concert performance of New York musicians/composers. As George Spencer mentions in the comments, Robert seems to sync his prose meter (quite naturally) with the music he heard – without stretching the metaphor.  *     *     *     *     *  On a different note: Brian O’Nolan, otherwise known as Flann O’Brien, was born a century ago as of October 5th of this…

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New Poetry Review, by Robert Mueller

New Poetry Review, by Robert Mueller

Review of Alan Gilbert, Late in the Antenna Fields   The writing in Alan Gilbert’s volume of poetry, Late in the Antenna Fields (Futurepoem Books, 2011), feasts on sarcasm and dispirited bitterness, not to mention a certain snagging anomie.  Putting it better or worse, the reader might think to assimilate it to some kind of art adhesion.  One is led, or profited, to hear, and to sense and to pick at, a general vaguely petulant and vaguely disinterested and yet…

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