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Event Calendar
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film & video
November 17

aCinema presents Spatial Corrections

readings & workshops
November 19

Poetry Reading: Santee Frazier & Franklin K.R. Cline

readings & workshops
November 21

Offsite Talk: Native American Identity & the Politics of the Poetic Image 

readings & workshops
December 3

Ultimate Truth Poetry Reading and Book Release

readings & workshops
December 6

Heddy Keith author of Through it All

readings & workshops
December 9

Poetry Reading: Tonya M. Foster & Samiya Bashir

performances
December 10

Alternating Currents Live presents Nicole Mitchell Quartet

special events
January 27 -28

24th Annual Poetry Marathon & Benefit

Murat Nemet-Nejat

Poet, translator and essayist, Murat Nemet-Nejat's recent works include the poem The Spiritual Life of Replicants (Talisman House 2011), the translation from Turkish of Seyhan Erözçelik's poem Rosestrikes and Coffee Grinds (Talisman House, 2010) and the memoir-essay "Istanbul Noir" in Istanbul: Metamorphoses In an Imperial City (Talisman House, 2011). He is also the editor and main translator of Eda: An Anthology of Contemporary Turkish Poetry (Talisman House, 2004) and the essay The Peripheral Space of Photography (Green Integers Press, 2004). He is presently working on part V of the seven-part serial poem, "The Structure of Escape," of which The Spiritual Life of Replicants constitutes part IV, and on the translation of a collection of poems by the Turkish poet Sami Baydar (1962-2012).

Selected Poems

To L.C.

The whole thing is about sex, and the body's relation
to consciousness. You stay to my left
and listen to breathing. As he breathes
and you breathe, and you imagine a bird is flying in the room
And you tremble in anxiety, and think that
At the center where you are, at the umbilical facade
Of this room, which at first seems a library—
or its stacks—a loveliness is breathing
and the bird flying in the room
is reading all these books
to our exquisite regret & love's appreciation.
In this mathematical motion of consciousness
the room echoes in its own sounds.




If the future exists
because it may cease to exist,
then death creates the idea of the future.

Is then the past only a memory chip,
disengaged from, at that moment in the future,
therefore we remember the past towards the moment of dying,
loosened chips from our decaying being,
floating to the sky

              in silent o o o's

like bubbles floating to the surface of water

 

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