Flocks I [M] Birds pass darkly migrating out of sight,sure in their way, living arrows for the austere heart of man.Like a field dreaming, birds rise gloriously against the sky,as morning brings its brightness. Daughters of the bright will divide the day with the...
Excerpt from the novel started at Civitella, called The Institute for Taxi Poetry: The hierarchy inside a company is more informal than it might seem to an external observer. Once in a blue moon a driver graduates to the position of sliding-door man. About so often a...
Excerpt translated by Heather Cleary. I didn’t like that Delia was a factory worker, but it was a shapeless sort of dislike. Contrary to what one might think, it was not a sentimental qualm, nor did it have anything to do with any sense of injustice, at least, not in...
The earth is a flying carpetif you lie down and followthe clouds. Where will it gowith you upon it?And shelters stuck below. Cars, caves, hotels and shacksfor the old who if they couldwould become mysticsdignified by agreeing to dieand solitary antics. Each would have...
( 1952 – 2023) During my stay at Civitella Ranieri, I had my first uninterrupted work period on a major new piece for large ensemble and the sampled voice of philosopher Daniel Dennett. This piece looks at humanity from a Darwinian perspective – mostly in...
