How did Amacher ultimately feel about being identified as a heroic “sound artist” instead of a hardworking composer who underwent a heroic rescue mission into the deepest undercurrents of music history?

The story you all know is nothing like you remember. With Jacob and Marley fried, it’s up to you-know-who to investigate!

Sometimes, when the origin of ideas of the sublime and the beautiful / are struck by lightning, I root into the hail of stones / at the precise center of the world / and sink into that dust.

…the paintings’ true value resides in mediation as a process of transformation: in their voracity, boldness, and tact in transforming the original film stills.

To simply be a part of the changing afternoon light  The old man I see / in my visions is composed of all the days / in between  Your sense/awareness of who you are cannot be confined within / language  You go up to Medicine Bow / and open the sky and step through

It is full of work convinced that the world as we know it is doddering towards its end, but gives little consideration to the possibility that it is this old New Museum and old new media art, not the world around it, that has run its course.

Spud Byro joins Caesura, bringing the iconic Zuggy and Kathy along for a funky take on the classic Christmas tale! What happens when the futuristic space adventures of contemporary comics collide with the moralistic traditions of the 19th-century novella? We’re excited to find out!

A selection from Bret Schneider’s poetry cycle, Poems of the Drone Years

NFTs reveal that relational aesthetics and post-internet art have always been the same phenomenon, differing merely in surface technique and taste.

Jonathan Galassi and Robyn Creswell discuss editing the FSG Poetry Anthology with Austin Carder and Aaron Fagan.

Art is the vanguard of capital.

The NFT phenomenon is a social, not technological, phenomenon emerging from the new money of the 21st century — the tech sector — working out its own culture and aesthetic tastes as an alternative to the self-critical or self-defeating aesthetic culture that has been dominant since the emergence of liberal society in the 19th century.

Better a handful / of calm than / two of clutching / at the wind….

Pierre Joris remembers poet Jack Hirschman (1933-2021).

Two new poems by Joel Newberger, read at the Caesura issue 1 event.

JC Holburn reviews Paul Schrader’s film The Card Counter

If society no longer reliably yields a consistent aesthetic framework, and if even the immediate sensations of our own minds can no longer be trusted, how can we hope to reach the inner truth of an artwork?

Then, early one morning, as the night was thinning out; as — like a ball of alms rice whitened with yogurt in the hand of the mendicant called Time; like a lump of foam on the dark river of the night sky; like a fragment of the celestial nymph Menakā’s white crystal nail file; dappled as beautifully as a honeycomb

By the light of Psalm 151, we ask, what poet, writing now, is so ready for catastrophe as Rachel Blau DuPlessis? What living poet can so masterfully take up the Lurianic myth of the Breaking of the Vessels, do justice to its imaginative drama, fathom its complexities with an acute historical and critical awareness, yet sing this tale in a way that is both true to our secular moment, and true to the spiritual agonies at the heart of any such shattering as the tale tells.

Don’t lose sight of the mountain!