He was as a god,
stepped out of eternal dream
along the boardwalk.
He looked at my girl,
a dream to herself and
that was the end of them.
They disappeared beside the sea
at Revere Beach as
I aint seen them since.
If you find anyone
answering their description
please let me know. I need them
to carry the weight of my life
The old gods are gone. What lives on
in my heart
is their flesh
like a wound,
a tomb, a bomb.
Billie, John Wieners
Lors d’un constat effectué au lendemain de l’attaque, des trousseaux de clés de la prison, des uniformes de police ainsi que des documents administratifs ont été retrouvés à même le sol, selon un des deux rapports obtenus par AyiboPost. Les cadenas et barrières pour la plupart étaient brisés.
«On a fait ce qu’on pouvait», déclare à AyiboPost Pierre René François, le directeur de la DAP. «On n’avait pas seulement le pénitencier national à consolider», dit-il. «Il y avait aussi le palais national, la base de l’Unité Départementale de Maintien de l’Ordre (UDMO), le commissariat de Port-au-Prince, l’aéroport… les bandits étaient partout et ce n’était pas facile à gérer.»
Widlore Mérancourt et Rolph Louis-Jeune for Ayibopost
It is easy to criticize US/UN involvement in Haiti. But who will help in maintaining some sense of order? And how?
“you speak softened
drama of fury and frenzy,
quiet underbelly, light
beaming into peaceful
dark interrupted by
minor collisions
bodies were built
to withstand.”
Untitled for a Reason, Tara Betts
who pays any attention
to the syntax of things
[…]
wholly to be a fool
while Spring is in the world
The Channeler, Anahid Nersessian, interviewed by Merve Emre, Episode Four of “The Critic and Her Publics”, March 12, 2024.
“One of my aims is to create a space where a reader can take twenty minutes to engage with an object. Not to be too idyllic about it, but to me that’s freedom, and the more we can experience or rehearse freedom in our day-to-day lives, the more we can know what it might be on a grander scale.”
“That reading would have to be something like the old saw from academic discourse around what’s called secularism. Nowadays nobody believes in God, in fairies, nymphs, anything, so we look at the world and see trees instead of animate beings that have souls. And this is very depressing for everyone. So, this seems to be an expression of that same idea—I don’t see magic in the world.”
“the thing that cannot be fitted into a system but which nevertheless the system needs into order to constitute itself as a system” – Hubert Damisch through Rosalind Krauss on Agnes Martin via Nersessian’s Apostrophe : Clouds.
“clouds synchronize the concrete with the immaterial” – AN
“That’s all man is: a creature you can feel pity for.”
“So it’s death, then, and nothing more, that is the disappointing truth of every life?”
The Most Secret Memory of Men: A Novel, Mohamed Mbougar Sarr, translated from French by Lara Vergnaud
